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"Ohhh ... Who's that guy?" I asked my best friend, Sandy.

"That's whatshisname, I forget ... He's in my chemistry class though." We were both looking at him. "He's pretty cute, but he doesn't say much."

"He's obscenely cute," I replied, thinking I didn't really need him to talk, just looking at the boy was nice enough.

"You can't be serious, Steph." Sandy shuffled books in and out of her locker and book bag.

"What?" I looked all innocent, flashing her a smile to go with my soft blue eyes.

"You've got a boyfriend, remember?" Sandy knew me too well, but maybe not all that well.

"I'm just looking," I sighed and then, as if right on cue, whatshisname turned his head in our direction and our eyes met.

Just for a moment, across twenty feet of crowded high school hallway, but there was a connection. I could feel it and he did too, cause he looked away and maybe even blushed, or maybe not. I kept staring though, even as the bell rang for my next class and the boy rewarded me finally with one quick look over his shoulder. He'd felt my eyes on him, or so I imagined, because I really wanted him to.

Then I had to run for my trig class, slipping inside just in time for the teacher to notice that I was late.

"Miss Avery, I'm so glad you could join us today." He shook his head, but he just liked to tease the last one through the door. Especially if she was a junior varsity cheerleader, like me.

"Sorry, Mr. Hodges." I gave him my contrite look, which was a pretty good one and he let me go.

I got away with a lot of stuff, not that being two minutes late for a class was a big deal, but you know what I mean. Being sixteen years old and very pretty gave me a lot of room to play with, and being one of the so-called 'good girls' didn't hurt either. Branford-Iroquois High School isn't a large one, and it's only named for the two counties it serves. Nobody famous had ever come from there, I guess. So everyone knew everyone, pretty much, meaning we knew who was being bad and who was being good.

Some girls, a few of them, were very bad. Maureen Hogan had gotten herself pregnant when she was sixteen, so she was a bad girl. I'd been Miss Teen Iroquois for Pioneer Days last June, so I was a good girl. See how it works? The trick was to be a good girl on the outside, and then I could be bad all I wanted on the inside. And I had to admit that I could be very bad, when I wanted to be.

"Stephy! Wait up." My boyfriend Mark caught up with me after classes and we walked together towards the locker rooms.

He had football practice and I had cheerleading practice. We'd been going out for a year, actually a little more than that, but my parents hadn't wanted me dating until I was 15, so we'd played it cool for awhile. Mark and me were meant for each other, sort of. People said so anyway, but we were still young too, me just turned 16 like I said, and Mark 17 already. He was in eleventh grade, a year ahead of me, and I liked that.

I liked his big size too, like over six feet tall and strong, really solid from working his dad's farm since he could walk. I liked his short brown hair and soft brown eyes. I liked the way all the other girls in school wanted him just to smile at them. The most handsome boy in school should be going out with the prettiest girl in school, and that was us. I wasn't stuck up about it though, like how could I be? It was just a fact of life and mostly I ignored it. Other people were the ones making a fuss, not me.

My own hair is black and long, curly too at the ends, so I wore it loose mostly. My eyes are blue, very blue the way a June sky looks after a good rain, when the clouds are gone and the air is washed clean. Nobody could look into my eyes for very long, it made them see things, secrets about themselves ... Or so I liked to dream. It sounds cooler than just saying people were mostly too shy to look into my eyes very long. I'm tall as well, although not like Mark or anything. Like five foot nine maybe, which isn't bad, and I'm thin too, so I look taller than that even.

Not skinny though, don't think that. Lithe is a good word for me, graceful too. I'd have been a good dancer, like ballet, except we were pretty much in the middle of nowhere so far as culture is concerned. I'd been lucky to get piano lessons growing up, even though I'd hated them at the time. It's won me a few pageants though, when having a lithe body with nice tits and a cute little ass weren't enough.

"Do you want to get a burger after practice?" Mark asked me as we walked slowly.

"Mmmm ... I told my mom I'd be home for dinner." Mark always drove me home in his truck, picked me up in the mornings too. He was a really good boyfriend.

"Give her a call."

"You can have dinner with us, if you want."

"What's she making?"

"I don't know." I laughed. "Like you care."

Mark grinned at me, carrying my book bag like he should. Him and my mom got along great, my dad too, except Daddy liked to play the tough father role a little too much. It had made Mark a little nervous at first, but not so much anymore. They were used to each other now.

"Okay. Long as it's your mom cooking and not you."

"What?" I was suitably shocked and bumped my hip against his thigh. "What are you trying to say?"

"Nothing." He grinned and bounced me back.

"Hmph."

"Cept you can't cook," he said with a laugh and ducked into the boys' locker room, which was the only reason he'd said it.

"I need my books!" I pushed the door open, yelling after him.

"Come on in and get them!" Mark yelled back and I heard some guys laughing, probably some hand slapping and I just smiled to myself.

It wasn't the first time we'd played games like that, but one of those days, I told myself, I was going to walk in and give those boys a heart attack. That thought made me warm all over.

"Hey, do you know that new boy?" I asked Mark. We were in his pickup truck, a big old red Ford that looked and ran pretty good. It wasn't running just then however, it was all quiet except for us.

"Mmmm..." Mark looked up at me, giving my left nipple one more lick.

We'd been making out a little after dinner. Mom had cooked up some spaghetti and as always it had been really good. Now Mark and I were just out for a drive, spending some time together, and my parents were cool with that. I had to be home by ten and I would be. A year of dating and I'd never been late, not even once, which was one reason my folks liked my boyfriend so much. He was such a responsible young man.

Mark had my sweater on the dash and I'd taken off my bra for him. The windows were fogged up and my lips were a little bruised, they way they always were after kissing Mark too long and too hard, if there could be such a thing. The clock on the radio said 9:12 and we'd parked just a mile from my house, so we were going to fuck soon. That's the part I always liked and Mark too. We were like rabbits, I thought, except worse.

He'd taken ... No, I'd given Mark my virginity on my fifteenth birthday, like a gift to myself. I'd known what it meant and Mark had respected that, I think. He'd acted like it anyway, and it had been special and good and I'd always love him for it. We might not ever get married or anything, but I'd always have Mark and that one night in my heart, you know?

After that, we'd basically had sex every chance we could. In the mornings before school, after school on the way home, at night like this. Whenever and wherever, it was all good for us. And we'd gotten better at it, which sounds silly, but when I remember the first few times I almost have to laugh. What a difference a year makes. I'd learned how to suck his cock and even swallow his stuff, his sperm, sometimes. I'd taught him how I liked my pussy kissed. We'd tried anal sex, which Mark liked more than me, but I let him do it to me once in awhile. We did all kinds of stuff, so it was nice, and we liked it.

"That new kid, whatshisname, do you know him?" I reached for Mark's jeans, knowing he was hard already.

"Yeah, uh ... Chris something." Mark watched my fingers work expertly at his belt and pants. I'd done this a thousand times probably. "Chris Wheelock."

"Wheelock." I giggled, opening those jeans like a Christmas present and pulling them down Mark's muscular thighs.

"Why?" Mark smiled as I pulled his boxers down too, so that his big thick cock sprang out like a Jack-in-the-box, slapping his t-shirt covered belly.

"He's pretty cute." I licked my lips. "You want me to suck it first?"

"Yeah, Steph ... Suck it for me."

Mark has a big cock, which fitted him perfectly, and me too. I hadn't done a lot of comparing though. He was my only boyfriend, but not the only boy I'd had sex with. And that wasn't a secret or anything, Mark knew I'd done it with other guys, he'd even watched me once. I'd let his best friend, Todd fuck me after Mark had finished one night. We'd all been a little drunk, but even so we knew what we were doing and Mark hadn't complained at all. Neither had Todd.

I wasn't a slut or anything though. I'd done it with Todd that one time, and with Sandy's brother, Jim, who was gone to college now. He'd been home for a visit and I'd been sleeping over and he'd been cute and funny and ... I'd told Mark about it the next day. He wasn't mad. Mark knew Jim didn't mean anything to me, it had just been sex, just a little fun, and we were the only ones who knew. I hadn't told Sandy, she might have gotten sorta mad about that, and Jim had a serious girlfriend at the university so it was definitely a one time thing.

Anyway, Mark had the best cock for me. It was long enough so that I could put both hands around it, one next to the other with dick to spare, and thick enough that it stretched me nice. Even after a year of sex, we still had to go slow at first. When he put it in my butt, it hurt a lot too. Mark really enjoyed it though, so I took it once in awhile. Sucking it, that big penis filled my mouth completely. I could get the head and maybe an inch or two besides, but that was all.

Mark was cool with that, he knew he had a big dick and he'd tell me about the other guys at school, since they all showered together after gym class and stuff. He'd tell me who had a big cock and who had a little one, who was circumcised and who wasn't. Mark was into it, checking out the other guys and comparing. He was a little proud of his dick, I guess you could say.

"Does he have a big dick?" I asked, just before I leaned over, stretching my little mouth wide for Mark's cock.

"Hmmm ... Stephanie..." Mark stroked my hair and then grabbed some of it, pulling it out of the way so he could watch me suck him.

Mark's cock filled me, as always, the smooth head sliding over my tongue. My soft red lips formed a thin O as they moved down the shaft, and I started a nice gentle rhythm, bobbing my head just a few inches, as that was all the cock I could handle. Once in awhile it would touch the back of my mouth and make me cough a little, but I was pretty good at it, so it wasn't bad. I wanted to learn that deep throat stuff, and I could do it with a banana, but when I tried with Mark I just couldn't do it without gagging ... Not yet anyway.

I sucked Mark for just five minutes maybe and he'd spent that time playing with my pussy, pulling my panties aside and fingering my wet little hole the way I liked. I still wore my cheerleader skirt, but I'd ditched my shorts as soon as I got home. They were ugly and uncomfortable, I much preferred just plain bikini panties.

"Put it in me ... Let me get on top..." I caught my breath quickly and Mark didn't protest at all as I moved to straddle his thighs.

He'd slid towards the middle of that big bench seat, so we had plenty of room. I held Mark's broad shoulders, nodding and smiling and trying to stay still while he rubbed his cockhead around my moist vulva, looking for my slit. When Mark found it I let my ass down slowly with a sigh, feeling that big hard cock splitting my plump folds.

"Yeah, Steph ... Nice..." Mark held my hips, pulling me a little, but he couldn't help it so I forgave him.

"Ughh ... Slow..." I made a face and tried to relax. This was the hard part, the first part, but once it was over and Mark got his penis fully inside me, then it would be good.

"Ahhh ... There you go, baby." Mark nodded as my hot cunt enveloped his cock, my muscles squeezing him like I was trying to keep him out, but soon they'd be fighting to keep him in.

"Okay ... Okay..." I giggled, cause I loved feeling his cock filling me.

It was worth being a bit uncomfortable for a minute or two, just to know that the tip of my boyfriend's penis was pushing against my cervix. I'm not kidding either, he touched bottom just sitting there and it didn't hurt, so long as we were slow like that, it just felt funny, in a good way, and I tried to imagine him opening me there, his cock inching into my uterus.

Sometimes, once in awhile, I really wished I wasn't taking birth control pills. But that's my bad girl side peeking out. I was always careful and never forgot. I just wished sometimes that when Mark fucked me, there might be just a chance that one of his sperms would find one of my eggs and...

"Mmmm ... Good ... Okay..." I smiled at him, licking my lips and nodding and we could fuck now for real.

"I love you, Stephy." He took a breath and let it out slow as I worked my pussy up and down.

"I love you too, Mark ... Fuck me nice..." I was panting cause my heart was going really fast and I had my hands on Mark's shoulders while he held me around the waist

I liked to push my hips back a little, so my clit would ride the shaft while we did it. I didn't have a big one or anything, but she got hard and it felt super good when it rubbed Mark's cock, even just a little bit. When he fucked me on my back I mostly just Jilled my clit off, rubbing it with my fingers and that always got me going quick. But taking it slow was great too and I was rocking that cock now, all wet and mushy inside with my pussy squeezing my boyfriend's dick, and even when he touched bottom, sending a little jolt through my belly, I didn't mind it. That was one of those sweet pains I liked.

"You didn't tell me..." I sighed.

"Tell you what?" Mark lifted his hips every time he pulled me down.

"If that guy has a ... Ugh! ... Hey!" I giggled and made a face. Mark really pushed up hard that time.

"Sorry." But he didn't look very sorry.

"That Chris guy..." I sucked a breath. "Does he have a big dick?"

"I dunno." Mark slid his hands down to my ass, squeezing me and sort of pulling more than lifting me. He was feeling it.

"He's ummmm ... Hot anyway." I fell forward, pressing my body against Mark's and sliding my tits up and down. My nipples were so hot they were cold and it felt good to rub them on Mark's t-shirt.

"Is he?" Mark kissed me.

"Fuck yeah..." I bit Mark's ear. "Hottest boy in school."

"Hotter than me?" Mark bit my neck, sucking on it and I jerked away.

"No hickeys!" I giggled and then moaned as Mark just rolled his hips around, keeping his dick all the way inside me. "Mmmm ... He's the prettiest."

"Yeah maybe ... He's ahhhh ... Cute." Mark slid a finger between my ass cheeks, up and down the soft valley there, and pausing to finger my tight little butthole for a second.

"We uhmmm ... Should ask him out." I was rocking faster too, wanting it, that good cum just waiting for me in my tight little tummy.

"Yoummmm ... Fuck ... I'm gonna cum soon." Mark started pounding his dick up inside me harder and faster.

"Can I?" I panted, clinging to him now, my eyes shut and riding his cock, riding it into the stars it seemed like.

"Yeah ... kay ... uhmmm I'm gonna cum, Steph..."

"Me too ... fuck me fuck ... ugh ... me..."

As soon as I felt Mark's cock shooting inside me I was done for. My whole body just seemed to knot up and I was squirming hard around that cock shooting into my womb. He was there, up at my cervix, and I could feel his hot sperm like a cloud trying to fill up a sky. My cunt was tight around him, squeezing and shaking and never gonna let him go. Not ever cause I never wanted to stop feeling that.

"Hi." I stood in the hallway, smiling brightly at the boy.

"Hi." He smiled back at me, but it was a little uncertain. He was putting some books away and getting out some others, getting ready for his next class.

"I'm Stephanie, you're name is Chris, right?"

"Yeah," he nodded.

He looked seriously hot, not handsome like my boyfriend Mark, but more pretty in a way. Almost feminine maybe, but Chris was definitely a boy too. I'd never met anyone like him, a contradiction like that. All the guys at B.I. High were country boys, the rough and tumble sort who liked football and tractor pulls. This boy wasn't like that at all, or at least he didn't look like it.

Chris looked more like he'd be at home reading a book, something serious and even romantic, like a weather beaten copy of Don Juan, by Lord Byron. He just happened to have that sitting on his top shelf, not that I was peeking into his locker or anything. I didn't know much about Byron, but I'd heard of Don Juan, he was a great lover or something. And even if I was wrong about that, Lord Byron? I bet not a single other boy in that high school had even heard of him.

"I kinda noticed you yesterday." I hugged my books to my breasts. I'd worn my cheerleader outfit all day long, mostly cause I'd planned on talking to the guy and I wanted to impress him.

"Uh, yeah." He gave me a little grin. "I noticed you too."

"Can you give me a ride home after school?" I asked Chris, really hoping I wasn't going to embarrass him.

"What's that?" He blinked his big blue eyes at me in surprise.

"You have a car right?" I wasn't totally sure if he did or not, but I'd asked Sandy and she thought he did, but she wasn't sure.

"Yeah, sorta." Chris nodded slowly. "My mom's car."

"Cool, I'll meet you in the parking lot after last class, okay?" I grinned and then the bell was ringing and I gave it a small frown. "Oh, I'll see ya later, Chris!"

"Bye." He stared at me for a second and then he was hurrying to get to his own class.

That had worked out pretty good. I hadn't wanted to give Chris a chance to say no or ask for an explanation or anything, so it was always best just to act like I'd gotten the answer I wanted. Boys were easily confused anyway, in my experience. It didn't really matter what they looked like on the outside, on the inside boys were all the same, like they all came from another planet or something.

I wasn't the only girl who'd been thinking about Chris either, I knew that. We were just a few weeks into the school year though, so I'd decided to move pretty fast. Being just a sixteen year old sophomore like me, Chris had a lot of girls checking him out. Especially since he was so new. Everybody liked new things because they were interesting, so boys weren't an exception to that, and I'd heard other girls talking about him. Yep, I had to move fast if I was gonna get him before some other girl talked Chris into being her new boyfriend.

It didn't hurt that Chris had long blonde hair, blue eyes, and sort of a thin body. Like mine actually, except different since he was obviously a boy. But he could have been a dancer too maybe. Chris looked sexy just the way he stood sometimes, one leg straight maybe, the other bent, so he pushed one hip out. And his ass was fine. Not some big fat beer drinking tractor ass like a few of the boys had; and most of their dads for that matter. Chris had a tight round one, and a narrow waist beneath shoulders that weren't broad exactly, but wide enough to look nice.

Chris looked sexy, no doubt about it and I wasn't the only girl who thought so, like I said, but the others were too slow.

"Hey Stephy!" Mark came round the corner looking for me as I put away my books.

"Hmmm..." I pulled my head back a bit cause Mark wanted to kiss me. I never let him though, not in the hallways like that. I was a good girl and so I didn't do that stuff and Mark knew better, but sometimes he forgot.

"You got practice today?" Mark asked, just to confirm his suspicions.

"Nope, Ms. Hayden had to take off, her house was burning down, or something," I shrugged.

"I heard she had a doctor's appointment." Mark laughed at me.

"Same thing." I grabbed my book bag. "Why do you care what she's got?" I teased him. "You got a thing for Ms. Hayden now?"

"What?" Mark rolled his eyes. "You gonna wait for me?"

"Nope." I smiled happily. "Chris is going to give me a ride home."

"He is?" Mark took a little breath.

"Uh-huh," I nodded. "You want to come by tonight?"

"Well, I gotta see what Ms. Hayden's doing, you know."

"What?" I groaned at him.

"She likes to work me pretty good, Steph. I might be kinda sore later." Mark nodded seriously. "I'm her backdoor man, so..."

"She's going to kill you if she ever hears you saying that stuff," I giggled. Ms. Hayden was a total lesbian. Everyone said so, but probably she wasn't.

"How's she gonna hear me if her house is on fire?" My boyfriend laughed and then kissed me quick before I could stop him. "I gotta go."

"Okay." I licked my lips, smiling after him.

"I'll come by after dinner." Mark was walking backwards. "Save me some desert okay?"

"Yeah, some pie?" I giggled and then looked around, forgetting where I was for a minute. Nobody important heard me though, and even if they did, my mom loved to bake pies so...

"Hi!" I found Chris leaning on his car, or his mom's car I guess, not that it mattered.

I wasn't into that stuff. So long as a car worked, I was happy and it was nice enough. One of those four door Honda sedans, pretty respectable looking compared to the junk most kids drove to school. It looked like it belonged in the teachers' parking lot at the front of the school.

"Hey, uh Stephanie." Chris smiled.

Chris combed his hair back from his smooth forehead and then I realized he looked like Johnny Depp, sorta like in that Secret Window movie. With blonde hair and a lot younger of course, and that was cool. I guess that would make Mark look like ... Hmmm, nah. Mark just looked like Mark, and Chris looked like Chris, it was just the hair that reminded me of the actor.

"Thanks for giving me a ride," I said as soon as we were inside and buckled up safe and sound.

"Sure, I don't mind," Chris shrugged. "Where do you live?"

"Oh, that way..." I waved towards the left, "Just follow the road, I'll tell you where to turn."

"You don't have a car yet?" Chris asked, taking the turn out of the parking lot.

"No." I shook my head. "I'm taking driver's ed right now. I got my permit though."

"That's cool."

"Yeah," I nodded. "Mostly Mark gives me a ride anyway."

"Mark?"

"My boyfriend. He's on the football team though so I didn't want to wait around." I giggled at the look on his face. "What?"

"You're boyfriend's on the football team?" Chris kinda cleared his throat. "Isn't he going to be a little..."

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" ... So just let her go, she'll follow me all by herself," I promised Chris. "Carmy's a good horse, just give her some slack ... There you go ... But not too much. You gotta let her know you're there too." "Uh ... O-O-Oh ... Ow!" Chris was bouncing his butt off the saddle. "You have to relax. Just ride the horse, Chris. Kind of move with her..." I undulated my body in an exaggerated way to show him what I meant, and it was hard to keep from laughing. "Ka-ay ... My bu-utt is...

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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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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...

2 years ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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....

1 year ago
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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...

2 years ago
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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...

2 years ago
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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...

2 years ago
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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...

4 years ago
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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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1 year ago
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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...

2 years ago
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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...

2 years ago
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Morning Sex What happens it happens

True story, no embellishment, just happened about 15 minutes before I started writing this down.What happens when you fuck, basically, first thing in the morning. You don't even get out of the bed, you just start sex! Think about the things people do as soon as they wake up, of shortly thereafter. First thing is pee, maybe wash up, maybe poop, etcetera. This morning I woke up dreaming about my wife's dirty holes. I reached over and carressed her big, soft, curvy, asscheeks, and she farted. A...

2 years ago
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Morning light 4

All day Sunday, Rhonda fretted over what she had heard the night before when she reentered the study. She was not normally a nosy person yet she couldn't get the words that she had heard out of her head. Could Jennifer and Jimmy truly be mother and son? Jennifer looked so young yet she could have been much older. Was she really old enough to be Jimmy's mother? Maybe they had just been having a sexual fantasy. It would be an incredibly sexy situation if they were really mother and son. She...

3 years ago
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Morning light 3

The auditorium was packed on Friday night. The graduating class included over 800 k**s. Hundreds of parents streamed into the auditorium rushing for the front seats. Jennifer found a seat in the back near the entrance, trying to be an inconspicuous as possible. Since she really didn't know too many people, she felt that she was pretty safe. However, she was still uncomfortable being in such a crowd of people. It was unfortunate, but also good news, that Jimmy's father couldn't make the...

3 years ago
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Morning light 2

It is amazing how one's world can change in a single day. In Jennifer and Jimmy's case, it was one night or more specifically, one morning on a deserted beach. Neither Jimmy nor Jennifer knew what that one night of love would mean to their lives. They only knew that their life would never be the same.On Sunday, Jennifer and Jimmy were in a fog, almost a hangover. They could remember most of what had happened at the party but neither one of them was prepared to discuss it. They slept most of the...

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Morning Bike Ride

My wife left me and moved out. I decided I needed to get back in shape. I started lifting again and I rode my bike about an hour each morning; the pounds just melted off.I usually rode about 06:30 in the morning. As I settled into a routine I noticed the same folks doing their exercise at the same time.One gal in particular caught my eye; she's about 28, 5'10" blonde and really lean.As the spring changed into summer everyone began to wear less and less clothing. I enjoyed wearing cut off...

3 years ago
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Morning Whore

(MF, intr, prost)I’m a self-employed salesman who covers the west coast from San Diego to Seattle. I guess you could describe me as a middle age, slightly pudgy out of shape, slightly balding grey haired man. I’ve had a few live-in girlfriends over the years but no long lasting relationships. I’ve pretty much accepted that I’m going to be a bachelor all my life, but I have taken advantage of the few chances I’ve had to “wet my wick” in any female I get a chance with. The story I’m about to tell...

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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...

3 years ago
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Morning With Cousin Sis

Hi ISS readers I’m Tunechi Sunny (Lil Pain) ( reply with your comments) here today I’m gonna tell you a story(real) happened 2 months back how I fucked my cousin Abhirami original name by the way I belong to a half Punjabi and half Malayali family so this incident took place in my hometown Kerala where I went on my vacation and to complete my degree course I was so much addicted to porns and stuffs like that and always wanted to fuck my cousin as she is so sexy with perfect body and average...

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morning wood

Not my story, but just wanted to share it ..I don't really have a raunchy story to tell but I do, however, feel that I am one of the luckiest men alive.I met and fell in love with Krista about 3 years ago and we recently got married. She is the most beautiful, caring person I have ever met. I am so proud to be her husband and best friend.Krista makes me horny without even saying or doing anything. I get hard watching her do laundry in her t-shirt and sweats. I get hard when she paces back and...

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