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"What movie are we watching tonight?" I asked, knowing my parents would ask.

"That new pirates movie." Mark was playing with my breast, laying on his left side facing me.

"Mmmm ... Johnny Depp," I giggled, thinking about Chris. He was on his right side facing me, and playing with my other boob, since I was in the middle.

"He's pretty cool." Chris smiled at me, and I was flat in my back, playing with their cocks.

"So are you." Mark grinned at him.

"You look like him too," I said, meaning Chris of course.

"Really?" Chris laughed. "I do not."

"You got the same hair. I mean, when he's blonde." I looked at him. "Doesn't he?"

"Yeah, I guess," Mark shrugged. "That Depp guy's older though."

"Well, yeah." I giggled.

"Chris is hotter too," Mark decided.

"Heh ... Now I know you're lying," Chris said with a laugh.

"You don't know, dude." Mark shook his head. "You oughta look in a mirror."

"I've looked. Plenty of times," Chris said and he bent his mouth to my nipple, sucking it gently and I smiled at that.

"If you start that, you have to fuck me," I told him.

Chris grinned and just rolled his eyes at me.

"What?" I giggled self-consciously.

"I just never heard anyone talk like you guys." Chris was smiling. "I mean you just ... say it."

"Well yeah." I squeezed his hard cock. "We're pretty alone."

"Pretty naked too," Mark said.

"Not to mention pretty in love," I nodded.

"And pretty friendly." Mark chuckled.

"And pretty uh..." I pursed my lips.

"Pretty?" Chris smiled.

"Yeah, we're pretty pretty," Mark said with a grin. "Especially you two."

"Mark isn't pretty, just us," I sighed at Chris playfully. "He's a manly, handsome man."

"That's okay." Chris moved his hips a little, cause his cock had been hard for awhile now.

"I know I'm not pretty," Mark shrugged. "But that's why God made cheerleaders."

"Come here..." I was pulling Chris so he'd get on top of me, it was time to make love with my boyfriend.

"Mmmm..." Chris made a face as he moved between my spread thighs.

"What?" I looked up at him, wriggling my hips a little and reaching between us for his wonderfully perfect cock.

"My butt hurts," he said with a soft laugh.

"Next time it'll feel better," Mark promised him, watching as I guided Chrissy's cock to my tight little hole.

"We'll have to wait a few weeks for that." Chris was looking down at my face, smiling patiently.

"Weeks?" Mark chuckled. "No way. Your ass is fine, Chrissy. We're going to do it a lot."

"My ass is squishy, you must have cum like a gallon..." Chris complained and then gasped as his cock suddenly slipped inside me, splitting the soft pink walls of my cunt sweetly and it wasn't uncomfortable at all.

I took a little breath myself, grinning up at Chris and nodding happily. I was still very wet and hot from all that jilling off I'd done, and Chris was the perfect size for me anyway. Mark would have had to go slow, but I wrapped my legs around Chris and urged him to put it in me all the way.

"Yeah ... Fuck me ... All of it, Chrissy ... Nice ... Uh-huh..." I looked over at Mark, arching my eyebrows and watching his face as he watched Chris fuck me. Mark was happy, he wanted to see it.

"Jesus. You're hot inside, Steph ... Like an oven..." Chris sighed.

"Hot, greased, and ready for the meat," Mark said and he was stroking himself now, since I had both arms around Chris.

"And he says I can't cook," I giggled.

"You can't cook!" Mark laughed. "But you know how to fuck, Stephy."

"Sounds like my mom," Chris said, and then his face changed and he swallowed hard. "Sorry, I didn't mean..."

"Your mom?" Mark chuckled. "Yeah, she looks like she knows how to fuck too."

I shot Mark a look.

"No offense, Chris." Mark tried to look apologetic. "I just meant ... Well ... Yeah..."

"It's okay. I know what my mom looks like." He was fucking me slowly and his mood had changed suddenly.

"Never mind her," I said softly, pulling Chris to my lips. "She isn't here anyway, it's just us."

I wanted Chrissy smiling and happy, not worried about what Mark and I might think of his parents. Screw them. So what if his mom looked like a slut and his dad was a jerk? They weren't with us. That's what I tried to explain to Chris with my kiss. I held him tight, squeezing him with my thighs and my ankles crossed behind him. I didn't even want his cock moving, just pressed way deep inside my pussy while I fucked his mouth with my tongue. That would get his mind back where it belonged, with me and what we were doing.

"Steph..." Chris swallowed hard and we were both panting for air after a long, sweet kiss. " ... Every time you kiss me like that..."

"Hmmm?" I smiled innocently.

" ... I think I'm going to cum."

"I can make you cum just from kissing?" I giggled.

"Yeah, maybe..." he said with a playful smile. God! Chrissy was so cute!

"Let's try..." I was pulling him back for more. "But no fucking me. Just kissing."

"Okay," Chris grinned. "This is crazy."

"Kiss him good, Stephy," Mark told me. "I want to fuck you too."

"You'll have to wait your turn," I said with a happy moan. "Mmmm..."

I gave Chris the best kiss I knew how, turning my face so our lips joined perfectly, our tongues wriggling gently, really soft and wet and hot in our shared breath. I had one hand on his back, and the other in his long blonde hair, massaging his scalp softly. And I was the one who was going to cum probably, not him, at least not before I did. My tummy was tight, with pleasant little cramps, like butterflies tickling me inside. And my pussy just seemed to throb, my entire sex was trembling it seemed.

And then Chris cheated, moving his hips, or maybe it was me, I couldn't tell and I didn't care. All of a sudden we were moving, not fast, but hard, like grinding our bodies together. His cock was as far inside me as it could get, filling me perfectly. It was just the right size and I was working myself around on it hard, lifting my hips and rolling my ass. Doing everything I could to feel him everywhere inside me all at once.

We didn't stop kissing either, even when I did start to cum. I just held Chris even tighter, crying out into his mouth because it was a sharp sensation, but not a painful one at all. But sharp and hot and making me close my eyes so tightly that all of a sudden I had tears running down my cheeks. I was cumming so good I was crying and then Chris was cumming too, his tongue in my mouth, his cock in my womb, swelling even larger and then ejaculating his hot seed inside me, mixing with my own orgasm and spreading all through me as we continued to move with each other.

"Jesus, that's hot," Mark was saying, watching us and jerking off slowly. "You guys fuck sweet."

I giggled weakly at that, fighting to catch my breath and Chris was doing the same.

"Thank you." Chris smiled at me. "That was awesome."

"You don't have to thank me for that!" I laughed and I might have blushed except my face was already pretty pink. "I wanted to fuck you too, remember?"

"Yeah, but still..." Chris kissed my nose. "I love you."

"Me too," I nodded.

"Me too." Mark laughed at us. "Is it my turn yet?"

"He never says thank you." I rolled my eyes.

"I noticed." Chris grinned at me and I was still holding him tightly inside me.

"What?" Mark groaned. "Don't you two start!"

"I think my dick is still hard." Chris narrowed his eyes, giggling like he was trying to decide.

"I think so too," I said, licking my lips. "You been saving it up or something?"

"What? Come on!" Mark knew we were teasing him now.

"Yeah, for like sixteen years." Chris glanced at Mark. "Sorry, man. She won't let me go."

"He can't pull out until his dick gets soft," I told Mark happily. "New rule."

"Rule?" Mark stared at me. "We don't have any rules."

"Oh!" I giggled. "I forgot."

"We're being kind of mean." Chris was giggling too.

"I just like the way it feels right now," I said, hugging Chris even tighter, like I wasn't ever gonna let him go.

"How about if we suck him?" Chris suggested.

"We could do that," I said. "You want us to suck you, Mark?"

"Both of us," Chris nodded.

"At the same time," I added.

"I guess so," Mark sighed reluctantly, but he was smiling big at the idea of both Chris and me sucking his cock together.

"Is it clean?" I giggled, knowing he'd washed it off with some bottled water after fucking Chris, not that I would have minded probably, not the way I was feeling right then.

"Shush!" Mark laughed, and he got close to us, pushing his big fat cock over my lips as I lay there.

I was licking and kissing the bottom of Mark's penis, while Chris was kissing and licking the top and the boy was still inside me too, which was way nice. Mark was sort of half sitting, half kneeling and moving his cock slowly between us. Pretty soon I found myself with one of Mark's balls in my mouth, washing it with my tongue while Chris sucked the head of Mark's cock above me. That seemed to work pretty good and Chrissy was fucking me slowly, sliding patiently in and out while we concentrated on loving our boyfriend's penis. We were all moving, just a little, and Mark held Chrissy's head, urging him to suck more of his cock while I worked my mouth around his balls, sucking one and then the other, warming them up nicely.

After a few minutes of that, Mark pulled his cock away and angled it down, pushing the swollen head between my lips so I could suck it for awhile and that was nice also. Chris was kissing me and licking at the corner of my mouth and along Mark's shaft. It took both of us to give that large cock all the attention it deserved. Mark enjoyed it too, fucking his cock in and out of my mouth and then pulling it away, feeding it to Chrissy again, and every now and then Chris and I would kiss each other with our tongues mostly, and with the tip of Mark's cock between us while we did it.

And Chris was still hard, that was the best. Even after he'd cum inside me, his cock was still erect and he fucked me all the while, pumping my hot pussy beautifully while we sucked Mark off. He was going to last longer this time too, and so was Mark, as we never really sucked long enough or hard enough on his cock to really bring him close to orgasm. It was like a fun game, not teasing him, but just making Mark feel really good as Chris and I made love beneath his loving gaze. I loved the way he watched us.

But Mark wanted to get off too, so it wasn't surprising or disappointing when he finally moved to kneel above my face, pointing his long hard cock at Chrissy's mouth and coaxing the boy to give him a real blowjob. Mark was straddling my head, on his knees, and holding Chrissy's head gently in his hands, and all I could see were Mark's heavy balls hanging down just above me. I lifted my head enough so I could lick and kiss them, feeling his soft hairy sack on my nose and lips.

Chris was sucking Mark as well as he could, although he wasn't very experienced of course, but he was getting better and learning fast, and he could take more of Mark's dick than I could anyway. But it was messy and noisy with loud wet slurpy noises, and spit and precum dripping down to fall onto my chin and neck. I didn't mind it. I'd gone back to nuzzling Mark's balls as best I could, although I wished I had a pillow or something. It was a little tiring lifting my head and playing with my boyfriend's balls for a minute and then taking a short breather.

While we did that, Chris was fucking me harder, a little faster and now I was fucking him as well. My body was primed for it and moving all by itself. My cunt was full of sperm and girl goo and Chrissy's cock was stirring it up nice so that the stuff was running out of me, down my ass to stain that comforter. It was cool and wet and a little uncomfortable as that wet spot grew, but I couldn't have moved if I wanted to. I was trapped between and beneath the two boys and neither of them was going to move until they'd cum.

"Yeah ... Suck it, Chrissy ... Fuck, you're so hot with my cock in your mouth like that..." Mark was talking softly, thrusting a little, making Chris choke every now and then around the big dick fucking his mouth.

"Mmphh..." Chris made little happy sounds, moans and groans and soft grunts as he pushed his cock inside me, rocking his whole body forward and sucking Mark's cock with the same rhythm.

"Ohhh ... Jesus ... Stephy!" Mark had lowered himself for me and I'd suddenly found his asshole on my mouth.

I don't think Mark had meant to do it like that, but I didn't mind. I was getting fucked good and my whole body was just screaming to touch and lick and kiss anyone anywhere. I kissed Mark's ass and then pressed my tongue against him, licking and kissing the one place I'd never done it before. I didn't care that it was his ass; he was Mark, the boy I loved more than anyone. And I enjoyed the taste of him, the tight little pucker of his anus and the way he was moving as he felt me trying to worm my warm wet tongue inside him.

I ate his ass like a little slut, like a genuine bad girl, which was always my favorite fantasy anyway. Being so bad in secret like that. Nobody would ever guess I was the kind of girl who would push her tongue inside a boy's ass and love it. But I was exactly that kind of girl and now I was proving it. I clutched Chris to me tightly, begging him with my hands, and wrapping my legs around his waist, telling him to fuck me harder cause I was going to cum. I was falling into my orgasm just as my greedy little tongue slipped inside Mark's rectum, working just half an inch inside maybe and I could feel his muscles relaxing, opening up for me and then getting tight again as he'd push his cock into Chrissy's mouth.

I was cumming hard and stiffening my tongue and stabbing it inside Mark's ass at the same time Mark was telling Chris he was going to cum. My little rim job was pushing Mark over the edge, just like it had for me and I felt Mark's ass getting really tight suddenly, pushing my tongue out of his ass completely as he was groaning and holding Chrissy's face to his penis. He was shooting now, into our boyfriend's hungry mouth, giving Chris his very first load of creamy sperm to swallow thickly, and what he couldn't spilled down his cheeks and chin, big hot drops of the stuff falling onto me.

"You too ... Here..." Mark was gasping, holding his cock tight as he pulled it from Chrissy's mouth, moving so he could push it into mine. Mark was still cumming, although not as much now, but enough as he pushed his cockhead between my lips. Cum flowed over my tongue and I sucked him gently, my head filled with the warm happy buzz of my orgasm, and I was swallowing Mark's sperm until finally Chris was there, replacing Mark's softening cock with his mouth.

We shared our spit and Mark's hot sperm back and forth between us, our tongues swishing around wetly and somewhere in the middle of that kiss; my boyfriend was cumming inside me. Chris moaned and held his cock inside my tight warm sex and filled me once more with his hot seed. It was outrageous and sexy and Chris was cumming a lot, I could tell. He must have really been saving it and I giggled breathlessly beneath him, wondering if the boy had ever jerked off in his life. It didn't matter now though, cause with me and Mark around, Chris would never have to jerk off again. We'd make sure of that.

"So ... How was your date last night?" Mom asked me, and she was cooking again.

Believe it or not, she really does do other stuff, but it was breakfast time and she believes in three meals a day. Like it's a religious thing, or something.

"It was great!" I smiled at her and I was shaking my hair dry after a quick shower, walking into the kitchen wearing old jeans and a fleece sweatshirt that had been hers once upon a time. It was pink and soft and I loved it.

"No problems?" She was scrambling some eggs for me.

My dad was already out in the pressing shed, getting an early start cause we'd be having a barbecue with Chrissy's family that afternoon. Dad had complained a little about losing half a day, since it was early autumn and the last apple harvest was just finished for the year. We had a lot of apples. But Daddy loved a good barbecue too, so he wasn't grumbling too much.

"Nope!" I grinned and opened the fridge for some juice. "It was perfect."

"Good." Mom smiled and I think she'd been a little worried.

"Chris and Mark got along great, it was so cool."

"What movie did you guys see?"

"That new pirates movie." I drank my juices quick so she wouldn't notice I was fibbing. I'm not really good at that, even though I had a lot of practice. Or more likely I just wished I wasn't so good at it; it's not really something I wanted to be proud of.

"Was it good?" Mom was scooping eggs onto a plate.

"Yeah, I guess." I shrugged. "You think Chris looks like Johnny Depp?"

"Chris?" My mom thought about it for a second. "Maybe a little, except he's blond."

"Yeah." I giggled.

It was pretty cool. I knew Mom and Dad were okay since they hadn't been waiting up for me when I'd come in at quarter to one in the morning. Well, my dad had been up, of course. He couldn't really sleep when I was out for some reason, but my mom had already been in bed. Daddy hadn't said much to me, just looked at his watch, smiled, and said goodnight, cause he was pretty tired. I'd been tired too.

Dad was gonna find out I had two boyfriends pretty soon though, I knew that. It wasn't going to be possible keeping that a secret. But he liked Mark, and probably he liked Chris okay, and so did Mom, so ... I kept my fingers crossed and I couldn't wait til that afternoon. I was dying to see my boyfriends again. Mark was coming over, of course, as soon as he'd heard the word barbecue, he was making plans.

I had my own plans though. I seriously wanted more sex with Mark and Chris. I knew why too. My period was coming, in just like three or four days maybe, and I'd already started feeling it. Not that it was bad, my periods were really weak, super light and just a few days long usually, but that was cause of the birth control pills mostly. I'd already taken one that morning, first thing when I woke up. I always had to make sure I grabbed a couple out of my locker on Fridays and I just wrapped them in a bit of plastic, tucked inside my little change wallet in the bottom of my purse. Mom might snoop, but probably not there.

I wished they looked more like aspirins, those birth control pills, but they didn't. They looked like little pink hearts, sort of. If Mom found them she'd probably think they were ecstasy or something, which would almost be better than telling her what they really were. My parents really did think I was a virgin, along with just about everyone else in the county. I sincerely wanted to keep it that way too.

The only ones who knew any different, besides me and my two boyfriends, were Todd, since he'd fucked me himself once, and Sandy's brother, but he didn't count at all. And I knew Todd wasn't going to tell, partly because he was a pretty good guy at heart, partly cause he was Mark's best friend, and partly because Mark had told him that if he ever told anyone, Mark would beat him up. Not that Mark went around beating people up all the time, I'd never date a guy like that! Mark never beat anyone up. He was big enough so he didn't have to, which was pretty cool. I liked having a big strong boyfriend.

"Did you let him kiss you?" Mom asked, sitting down with a cup of coffee.

"Mom!" I made a little face around my eggs.

"Chris, I mean." My mom ignored my look. "I know you kiss Mark."

"Well, yeah." I shrugged, knowing she wouldn't let it go.

"And Mark ... He didn't..."

"Get mad?" I shook my head. "Why would he?"

My mom laughed at that. She was okay with me kissing my boyfriend ... boyfriends, I guess, since now I had two, but that was as far as it went. I totally denied we ever did anything else, but she probably figured I let Mark feel my tits up too. She'd been a teenage girl herself, back in the eighties, so it wasn't like she was all innocent or anything. She'd had her own boyfriends.

"Mark is one of a kind, Steph." Mom shook her head. "I almost wish I was twenty years younger."

"Mom!" I rolled my eyes.

"What?" She giggled at me and Mom was still pretty cute when she did that, for being old like she was.

"Bad enough my boyfriend talks about you all the time," I grumped. "I don't need to hear it from you too."

"He does?" My mom smiled at that.

"Never mind," I sighed.

"What does he say?"

"Mom! God..."

"Oh, I'm just teasing you." Mom reached over and patted my hand. "Mark's a good kid. I'm proud of you guys."

"Hmph." I shook my head and smiled, just a little.

I didn't mind at all that my mom and Mark got along so good. It was seriously cool and made my life a lot easier, but I just wished they didn't like each other THAT much, you know? Not like they were going to do anything, that would be insane, but I didn't need any teasing like that either. And they both loved to do it, that was the thing. Mark always teased me about how my mom was so cool, and such a good cook, and so nice to him. Blah Blah Blah

"Well, he's coming over this afternoon, so remember that, okay?" I told my mom, feeling kind of like I was her mom for some reason.

"I'll be good, Mom." My mother giggled again, obviously feeling the same way and we were in synch like that a lot.

I guess all mother and daughters probably are. I just wished it didn't extend to our tastes in boys. If my mom really was twenty years younger? I'd probably have had a real fight on my hands, you know? She'd been awfully pretty herself at sixteen.

"You need any help, Daddy?" I asked him, kind of loud over the sound of the pressing machine.

"Nope, I got it, Steph." My dad smiled at me.

It was pretty much a one man operation and we both knew it, but it was a good excuse for me to come out and hang with him for a bit. I knew he'd appreciate that. We had pickers, local kids mostly, wanting to earn a few dollars, but only for the few weeks it took to get all the apples off the trees. Now that it was done, my mom and dad did all the work themselves. Pressing apples into juice and pulp, filling big containers of raw apple juice to sell to Del Monte or whoever, and keeping some for making our own cider. Daddy sold that to a local distributor who sold it to retailers as far away as Boston and New York City. It didn't make us rich, but it more than paid the bills.

"Did you and Mark have a good time last night?" Dad asked me, wiping his hands on a rag from the back pocket of his coveralls.

"Yeah, it was pretty fun." I smiled. "Thanks for letting me stay out late."

"Well, thanks for getting home on time," Dad said with a grin.

"I'm always home on time!" I laughed.

"Yep, you always are," he nodded. "You feed the horses?"

"Not yet."

"Let's go do that then." Dad grabbed some apples, cause the horses really loved those and the smell of apples being pressed made the animals a little crazy for them.

One of them, Taffy, got loose once and wandered into the pressing shed. He must have eaten about a bushel and half of green apples. We had to call the vet cause that horse was hurting later on. It was kind of funny, but I felt bad for Taffy. It was just too much of a good thing and we were careful to keep all the doors closed now. Horses are smarter than they look, but dumber too, sorta like parents.

Which was why I was really out there, because if I'd learned nothing else growing up it was that the best way to avoid getting in trouble, was to go looking for it. Not all the time, but in certain circumstances, like having two boyfriends at the same time? Daddy was gonna find out one way or the other, so getting it from me would be best, I was sure.

"Hey, Daddy?" I brushed some long black hair back out of my eyes.

"Uh-huh?" He was pushing a shovel around, cleaning Taffy's stall while I was filling a big plastic bucket with horse grain for him.

"I sorta need to tell you something." I paused. "Sorta weird."

"Weird?" Daddy looked at me. "What's that mean?"

"Not bad." I shook my head quickly. "But different."

"Okay," he said, shrugging his shoulders. "What is it?"

"You remember Chris, right? He's kinda my boyfriend now."

"Kind of your boyfriend?"

"I mean, he is my boyfriend." I licked my lips. "We're uh, we're going out together ... You know?"

Daddy stopped cleaning and leaned on the shovel looking at me.

"Then why'd you go out with Mark to the movies?" Daddy wasn't mad, just concerned really. "You told him last night?"

"Well..." I cleared my throat. "I'm still going out with Mark too."

Daddy just stared at me for a minute, figuring out what I was saying, but coming to the wrong conclusion, of course.

"Two boyfriends, eh?" He sighed. "When they find out..."

"Oh, they already know." I offered a little smile. "Mark knows and Chris, well ... He went with us last night."

"Come again?"

"I'm dating them both, Daddy." I smiled a little more. "At the same time."

"You went out last night with two boys?" He stared at me hard and I swallowed nervously. "All the way to Clearview?"

"Uh..." I shrugged.

"And you didn't tell me about that?" My dad pursed his lips. "But you didn't forget to ask for a little more time to spend with them, huh?"

"It isn't like that..."

"This isn't New York City, Steph, this is Iroquois County and people around here have a name for girls going out with two boys at a time."

"Daddy!" I blushed and looked suitably shocked.

"And you know it too," my dad continued. "Don't you pretend otherwise."

"I'm not pretending anything, Daddy. It was just a date. We're friends, all three of us."

"Friends?" Dad snorted. "Boys don't have a girlfriend so they can share her."

"Well, Mark does," I said, wondering exactly what it was I was saying, but it was too late for that anyway. "And Chris does too."

"Maybe so, but I don't have a daughter who spends her nights with two boys in the back of a pickup truck." He was kind of mad I realized, if he was saying that sort of thing.

"What?" I stared at him. "We went to a movie, Dad!"

"You and two high school boys, I know, and they didn't try anything?"

"No!" I crossed my arms and I was really flushed, getting a little mad myself.

"And you'd tell me if they did, huh?" Daddy shook his head, thinking maybe I wouldn't.

"They didn't do anything," I said. "And you know it, Daddy. You know Mark, he isn't like that!"

"I thought I knew him." My dad was staring back. "But sharing his girlfriend? What the hell does that mean anyway?"

"It doesn't mean anything!" I frowned. "God! We're just three people who like to hang out and be together. What's wrong with that?"

"Don't take a tone with me, girl," Daddy warned me.

"I'm not." I seriously pouted and I thought I was going to cry in a second.

We didn't say anything after that for a few minutes. We just sort of looked at each other, me thinking he was being totally stupid, suggesting I was being a slut, or whatever the word was he had in mind. And Daddy, I don't know what he was thinking, except talking about me being in the back of Mark's truck with two boys ... That would have been really insulting if it hadn't been sort of true. As it was though I still felt it like a sharp pain in my heart. He didn't have any cause to say something like that, not to me.

"I don't know what your momma's going to say about this," my dad finally said.

"She already knows," I said, maybe a bit testily. "I told her about it yesterday."

"She does, eh?" Daddy took a little breath. "Well, ain't I the last one to know."

"She's okay with it," I told him, softening a little and hoping he'd do the same. "They're both really nice, Daddy. You know Mark, and you met Chris, they aren't doing anything wrong."

"I'm just trying to protect you, Steph." My dad shook his head. "You know that's what I gotta do. You're just 16 years old and..."

"And I'm fine, Daddy." I smiled. "You raised me good. I'm not doing anything I don't want to."

I was lying enough already and I felt a little bad about it, so I was looking for ways to be sort of truthful, but make it sound like I was all innocent. That was kind of hard to do, but my dad was listening and hearing what he wanted mostly, like not doing anything I didn't want to, that sounded an awful lot like I wasn't doing anything I shouldn't. Or so I hoped.

"So you went out with those two boys last night," my dad said slowly. "And they didn't try and do anything?"

"No!" I laughed lightly. "We saw a movie, got some burgers, and mostly just talked about school and stuff."

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Mornings on Horseback IIChapter 2

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...

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Mornings on Horseback IIIChapter 4

It was cold and rainy the next day and we didn't feel like doing much of anything anyway. We'd spent most of the night previously having sex with Derek and Elsa. It had been pretty cool too, except our German friends had bought more wine after dinner. It was good and it had loosened us all up, but the next day I was feeling it. "I'm never going to drink again," I promised nobody in particular. "Never." "Hmmmm?" Mark sighed sleepily and I was on the other side of Chris who was...

2 years ago
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Mornings on HorsebackChapter 4

"This is a good movie," Chrissy giggled. "My favorite." I smiled at him, or more at the stars really. I was laying on my back while him and Mark cooked some hotdogs for us on sharp sticks. We sitting on a huge soft quilted comforter, spread out over the short grass. Mark had brought it along in the back of his truck. We had a cooler too, with some food in it. Just hot dogs and chips, some cokes. We had a little fire going and it was nice, sitting in our spot. Our special place. The old...

2 years ago
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Mornings on Horseback IIChapter 4

"Did Chris tell you what we did today?" I was walking between my two boyfriends, towards the locker rooms after last class. "Yeeeeah..." Mark chuckled and gave me a look. "I didn't know you were that kind of girl." "Must be a Homecoming Queen thing," Chris said. "Yeah," I giggled, "that's exactly what it is." "I heard about the thing with Angie too." Mark gave my hip a bump with his. "What's up with that?" "The vinegar thing?" Chris laughed. "What?" I acted all...

4 years ago
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Mornings on Horseback IIChapter 5

"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 Horseback IIIChapter 3

Reggie had some awesome horses! They were Arabian mares, all three of them, and large and black for the most part. Bigger than our quarter horses back home, that was for sure. They were kinda fat too, which made me laugh and I guessed they didn't get out nearly often enough. It probably sucked to be a horse stuck in the middle of New York City and I wondered what it would be like to get one of them outside and really let her run. I bet that would be a lot like flying and it made my tummy...

3 years ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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 6

" ... 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...

2 years ago
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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...

4 years ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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...

2 years ago
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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...

1 year ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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...

1 year ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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...

1 year ago
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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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3 years ago
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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

4 years ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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...

2 years ago
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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...

4 years ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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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2 years ago
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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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