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The cabin was every bit as great as promised. Actually the term "cabin" is a little misleading. It was really a 3,200 square foot luxury house out in the woods. It had a rustic look to it, but all the conveniences of home. There were five bedrooms, four full baths, two half-baths, a great room with a fireplace, a wraparound deck and a kitchen that was bigger than my first apartment.

Located in a gated community of similar vacation homes, it was ideal for what we wanted: five days of peace and solitude. There was a grocery store up the road, outlet malls not far away and the closest neighbour was about a quarter mile away.

We unloaded the van and got settled in. There were two master suites in this house. Katie and Leah moved their stuff into the larger one. It had a stand-up shower, large jacuzzi tub and a bed that would fit the four of us if we didn't mind being friendly (which we didn't).

To have enough room, Melinda and I set our stuff in the other suite, which was a little smaller, but that didn't matter. We'd probably all be hopping from bed to bed all weekend anyway.

Melinda and Leah began unpacking our things while Katie and I went to the store to get groceries. It was pretty fancy for being out in the woods, but the luxury vacationers created a market for high-end items not normally found at the typical IGA. We bought enough food to last us a few days and then headed back to the house.

It was mid-March and the weather was a little cool, but he sun was out, making it feel just right.

I drove the van back. Katie and I chatted idly, holding hands.

Each of us was taking a night to cook. This night (Thursday), I took my turn. At the store, I had picked up some chicken and pasta. As I worked in the kitchen, the girls lounged around on the couches, each taking a turn at heckling me or stopping by for a taste.

The four of us enjoyed each other's company. Though we talked about the kids, we were happy to have a conversation that didn't involve Dora the Explorer or the Wiggles.

We ate dinner in front of the fireplace in the great room. We threw the pillows off the couches and sat on the floor. Our bodies intertwined. Not sexually, but playfully. We switched often, just wanting to be close to each other.

"I've got to get the kitchen cleaned up," I said, patting Katie on the hip. She pulled me close and stole a kiss.

"Hey, watch it!" Leah called, swatting at her wife's backside. "It's not your birthday yet!"

Katie pouted. "You're really going to make me go a week without any cock?"

"I've got a cock for you," the brunette said teasingly.

With our parents in, we tried to keep our bed-swapping to a minimum and it really had been almost a week since I had either Leah or Katie. I made a mental note to give both girls some extra attention this weekend.

"Mmmmm," Katie purred. "I think you need to get ready for me."

"Go on, you two," Melinda said, getting up. I looked over at the clock on the stove. It was later than I had thought. "We'll clean up and see you in the morning."

The other two disappeared into the main bedroom, their hands pawing at each other. Melinda washed up most of the dishes while I played with her butt, groped her wondrous breasts and pretended like I was helping out.

We turned out all the lights and went into the second bedroom. We undressed; neither of us bothered to put on any pajamas. Instead we brushed our teeth and slipped into the comfortable bed.

I held my wife close. Her skin felt so soft.

"Make love to me," she whispered.

My lips went to hers and we kissed tenderly. I squeezed one of her breasts gently, then moved my hands lower down her body.

"No," she said quietly, when my fingertips brushed the lips of her pussy. She was already wet. "I want you inside me."

A hand was at the back of my neck and she pulled me to her. I got up on my knees and mounted her.

Melinda's other hand guided the head of my cock between her legs. I slid into her easily.

"I love you," she whispered as I pushed forward gently until I bottomed out.

Her arms were around me, pulling me close. My lips went to the side of her neck.

We made love gently. There are so many things I love about my wife, I don't know where to begin.

The softness of her skin. Her full breasts pressed against me. Her warmth around my cock. The tenderness of her touch.

Neither of us spoke. I built a steady rhythm, intent of giving her a deep, satisfying orgasm.

I felt her hands reach around and pull my ass towards her. She squeezed me with her pussy, sending a tingle up and down my spine.

"Cum inside me," she whispered in my ear. "Cum all over me, now."

Melinda arched her back as I picked up my pace. I put a hand on her breast. She cried out softly when I pinched her nipple.

Soft starlight shone through the windows, bathing her in a blueish glow. Her eyes were closed.

"Cum for me," she said softly.

I pushed forward firmly and felt her pussy flood with a familiar warmth. Her mouth fell open. "Oh, yes!"

Moaning softly, I felt my balls contract and I emptied myself into her. I collapsed into her arms and kissed her gently.

Hard and fast or slow and steady, Melinda and I liked to make love both ways, but lately, we enjoyed the long, unhurried lovemakings. It was even better when we didn't have to worry about keeping an ear on the baby monitor or a hurried quickie between trips to soccer practice and the doctor's.

I started to roll off her, but she stopped me. Melinda held me for a long time. My flaccid cock was still inside her.

"I love you," she told me again. Her lips went to my neck and she nibbled softly on my skin.

The two of us cuddled for a long time.

I savoured the softness of her skin and the warmth of her touch. Our bodies were covered with a thin sheen of sweat. I pulled away long enough to pull the top sheet over us.

"Do you miss this?" she said quietly.

"Miss what?"

"This ... just you and me."

While Melinda and I had a lot of sex (even for married couples), it was rarely just the two of us in a quiet, relaxed place. We managed a number of hot and heavy quickies and the occasional three or fourway with the other two girls. The morning, just as the sun was coming up, was our favourite time.

Yet when we were at home, one of us always had to keep an ear open for the kids, or it always seemed like we needed to go somewhere. And often, with four kids in the house, we valued sleep as much as any intimate time we might have. A couple of times, we actually paid a babysitter to watch the kids while we retreated into our basement "adult" play room, but we were always conscious of the other people in the house.

Here, it was just the two of us.

I started to say something, but stopped. What was she getting at?

"Sometimes," I whispered, still inside her. "Do you?"

Melinda's hands ran up and down my back. "I miss being able to call in to work, stay home and fuck like rabbits all day long ... I miss you and me going down to St. Augustine and making love on the balcony of that hotel on the beach..."

Her voice trailed off. I kissed her gently.

"We can't go back to that," she said after a minute, a hint of disappointment in her voice. "We have kids and lovers and responsibilities and all that ... Still, it would be nice, wouldn't it?"

"It would," I agreed, but there was no regret in my voice.

I don't think this is an uncommon experience for people. In many ways, our lives were in a rut. We had a routine. For Melinda, it involved getting up and going to the university and being the chair of the English department, publishing a paper or two and being a mommy to four wonderful children. For me, it was school and daycare and cleaning up around the house and picking the kids up and driving all over Creation to do the little things necessary to keep our household running. Spontaneity was generally gone from our lives.

We also had two housemates, two lovers, two best friends and two partners in our lives, too. They had needs and obligations, too, and they shared themselves with us as freely as we shared ourselves with them.

At the same time, I could also understand where Melinda was coming from. I don't think she envisioned her life turning out this way. I certainly didn't.

"But I wouldn't trade the lives we have for anything," I said gently. "I have a wife and friends and kids I love more than anything. We have enough money and things to be comfortable. We're all healthy..."

"I know," she said softly. Something was eating at her and she wasn't giving me much to work with. In that way, Melinda can be quite frustrating to deal with. She took a deep breath, held it and then let it out, the tension leaving her as well.

With one more kiss, I pulled out, my limp cock slick with our juices. I rolled over on my back and cradled Melinda in my arms. Her head rested on my shoulder and I wrapped her in a loving embrace.

"I love you, Melinda," I said again. "I love you more than life itself."

She planted a tender kiss on my collarbone. "I know ... I love you, too."

We held each other for the rest of the night.

"So what's the plan for today?" I asked Katie.

Melinda was downstairs on the treadmill and Leah was still in bed. I put some honey-walnut cream cheese on a bagel and slid it over to my lover. Her hair was a mess. Her robe was tied loosely around the waist, but hung open enough to flash me teasing glimpses of her perky little breasts.

"I'm not sure," Katie replied before taking a bite.

I finished off my own bagel and slid onto the barstool next to her. We talked idly for a little while. When we were finished, I reached over for her plate and semi-deviously slid my hand inside her robe.

Her nipple hardened at my touch.

I leaned over and took it in my mouth. She inhaled sharply. Her lips caressed my earlobe.

Katie purred in my ear when I nibbled between her breasts.

My hand slid down her body, caressing her gently. She gasped as I reached between her legs.

Her fingers pulled at my hair. I lifted my head and kissed her deeply. She spread her legs willingly as she moaned the words I did not want to hear. "No ... please..."

"But it's your birthday," my lips traced a line up her neck to her ear.

"Leah said I have to wait," she said mournfully.

"She only said you had to wait until your birthday," I said, searching for any technicality I could use to get in between Katie's legs.

"Leah and Melinda said I had to wait until tonight," she corrected her earlier statement. There was more than a little regret in her voice. Hunger, too.

"They don't have to find out," I whispered in her ear. My hands reached under her the perfect globes of her ass and I pulled her close to me.

Katie wrapped her legs around me and pulled me to her. I bit her collarbone gently and she cried out.

"No ... not there," she said with a plaintive moan. I continued to roam her body with my mouth, lingering on all the sensitive parts. "Leah and Melinda will kill us."

Inwardly, I smiled to myself. I held Katie for a few more moments. We kissed eagerly. I could feel the heat radiating from between her legs. I wanted to get her all worked up before I knew I had to put her down.

If Melinda and Leah said Katie had to wait until tonight, we had to wait. That didn't mean I was going to like it. Or that I wasn't going to have a little fun, too, but it did mean the part of me that wanted to throw the redhead down on the couch and fuck her brains out would have to get itself under control.

Still holding Katie's lithe body in my arms, I walked over to the couch and set her on the arm. I pushed the robe off her shoulders and kissed my way back down to her breasts.

"If I can't fuck you, am I allowed to eat you out?" I whispered.

Her response was a long moment coming. Her eyes were glazed over with desire. "No ... I'm not even supposed to let you do this much ... Leah said..."

She gave out a surprised yelp when I pulled back and flipped her over onto her stomach. Katie tried to lift herself up, but I pushed her down on the couch. Her ass stuck up in the air.

I began to grind on her wonderful ass, which was still covered by the robe. I had on a pair of sweatpants, but I'm sure she could feel my hard cock against her.

"Please stop," Katie groaned. She didn't sound like she meant the words, but I also knew that she wouldn't let me go much further.

Still, I had to get in one last dig. I grabbed a handful of her long, auburn hair and pulled. She gasped.

I pressed my cock against her ass and leaned over. My other hand reached around and pinched one of her nipples. I bit her earlobe.

"I am going to fuck your brains tonight," I promised.

"You're goddam right you are," she breathed.

For me, that was the point of no return. I either needed to stand up and clean up after my breakfast, or I was going to ravage my lover, who wasn't supposed to have me until after dinner. With a disappointed sigh, I pulled back.

Katie lay over the arm of the couch for a moment and then got up and tried to straighten herself out. I went to the sink; every step was a struggle for me not to rush back over and have my way with her.

Leah stumbled out of the bedroom a few minutes later. She ambled over to me and gave me a good-morning kiss. She looked over at her wife.

"What's got you all hot and bothered?" Leah asked with a wry smile. "You two haven't been naughty this morning have you?"

"No," Katie replied, obviously frustrated.

Our brunette lover walked over to her wife and kissed her. Katie's jaw dropped when Leah touched her.

"Someone's all wet," Leah purred. There was a mild—but mischievous—scolding in her tone. "How'd you get this way, Katie?"

"I don't know." That wasn't very convincing.

"Liar." Leah smacked Katie across the breasts, causing the other girl to cry out. She pushed the redhead down on the couch and pushed her legs apart.

I craned my neck to get a good view. Katie threw her head back as Leah tongue lapped at her pussy.

After a second, Leah stood up, leaving the other girl frustrated for the second time that morning.

"You're right ... I guess you two haven't been bad," she said with a wink. "I'm sorry for doubting you."

"So why can't I have sex with the birthday girl?" I pouted once all the mess was put away.

"You can," Leah teased. "Just not now."

I smacked her across the backside. "Maybe I should just fuck you instead."

She only laughed at me. "Not now, tiger. I don't want to wear you out before tonight. We've got something big planned for you and Katie tonight."

"What would that be?" Leah's wife asked.

"It's a surprise."

"Is torturing me part of her surprise?"

"No, love," Leah replied with a laugh. "That's just an added bonus."

I swatted her on the backside one more time for good measure then went to fix my best friend something to eat. We sat around the kitchen and eventually Melinda came back upstairs. She set her iPod down on the counter and gave us each a kiss.

"So what do you guys want to do today?" I asked. The beauty of being on this kind of vacation is that if you don't want to do anything, you don't have to.

"Well, I'm going to take a shower and then I thought we'd head over to the outlet mall over in Dawsonville," Melinda said, finishing off her cup of coffee.

"Is that the one with the Coach store?" Leah asked.

"It is," Melinda replied. "There's a map over there by the phone."

"That sounds good to me," Katie said.

You'll notice they didn't bother to include me in any discussion on the shopping.

"What time do we need to get back?" Melinda asked.

Leah thought for a second. Tonight was her night to cook. "What time do we want to eat? Six? Six-thirty? If we get back by four, I should have enough time ... if someone will help me."

I smiled back at her. "I don't know if I can ... you know, going a whole week without a dose of Katie makes me too weak to cook..."

"You are so full of shit," Melinda punched me playfully on the shoulder.

"Brown eyes, baby!"

"He'll help you cook," my wife said. "If he doesn't, maybe we'll give Katie her present without him."

The three girls shared a look and laughed.

I followed Melinda into the shower and we washed each other off. There was no sex; apparently she was into the whole no-sex-until-after-dinner thing, too. (Drat!) But I always enjoy bathing with my girls. There's something intimate about being naked with someone you love. Cleaning them, being washed ... it's not just erotic, but it's comforting and familiar at the same time.

We threw a bunch of bottled waters into a backpack and got in the van. I was driving this time; Leah was in the passenger's seat navigating. Actually, she just punched the mall's address into the GPS and I followed the arrow.

The day passed quickly. There were most of the usual outlet stores there: Williams-Sonoma, Nike, Tommy Hilfiger, Harry & David et al. The girls wandered in and out of most of the stores leaving me to explore on my own. I figured they'd call me if they found something and needed it carried to the van.

We met at lunch time in the food court. The girls showed off their bargain finds. I had a bag with some new khakis and polo shirts in it. In another bag, I had a couple of matching outfits that would look really cute on the twins. One of the funny things about being a parent is that most of the stuff we found wasn't for us; it was for our kids.

After lunch, the girls headed off to explore the other half of the complex, while I stowed our stuff away in the car. I was headed towards the Kay-Bee store when I heard someone call my name.

I turned and saw a woman walking towards me. She was about my height and had a head of full, dark hair. I didn't recognise her but she seemed familiar. Her olive skin was perfectly toned and she had the deepest brown eyes.

"Hey, I thought that was you! What are you doing here?"

As soon as the words were out of her mouth (and now that I could hear her better), I knew who she was. "Mimi!"

She reached out to me and we shared a tentative, but warm, hug.

"How have you been?" I asked. We both took a second to give one another the elevator look (i.e.—up and down). The years had been very good to her.

"Wonderful! You haven't changed a bit. What have you been up to?"

Yesmine went to high school with Leah and me. She got a scholarship to Princeton and last I checked was married to her high school sweetheart, Geoff Meadows.

"You know ... married, kids, the usual," I said, even though "the usual" doesn't apply to us.

"How are you doing?" I hadn't seen Mimi since the summer after graduation. We went on a couple of dates in high school, but nothing ever came of it.

I looked her over. I could tell she was doing the same to me. Both of us were packing a few extra pounds (me more than her), but she was just as pretty as I had remembered.

"Funny seeing you here," she said.

"What are the chances?" I replied with a smile.

"I missed you at the reunion." It may have just been me, but there seemed to be a hint of regret in her voice.

"There will be more," Over her shoulder, I noticed the girls walking our way, each carrying a bag of stuff. "Come on, Mimi, there are some people I want you to meet."

Leah's face brightened when she recognised Yesmine and she rushed over to give her a friendly hug. Katie and Melinda gave her the once-over and I could tell Mimi was sizing them up as well. It's just what girls do.

"How long has it been?" Yesmine said.

Leah counted the years backwards in her head. "At least twelve years. What are you doing here?"

I introduced Melinda and Katie and the five of us soon got to talking.

Mimi and her husband were also on vacation. They were living in Atlanta and also needed a weekend away. She's a lawyer and he teaches high school. I hadn't seen either in over a decade.

Our 10 year reunion was four years ago. Both Leah and I decided to skip it. At the time, neither of us wanted to face all the questions and rumours about our relationship and the others in our lives. Of course, we knew some of what people were saying about us, but we just didn't want to deal with it then.

After I introduced Melinda and Katie, Yesmine shot me and Leah a curious glance. Neither of us said a word, although I was sure she would be asking us in private.

None of us are ashamed of our relationship, although we do know that it's unusual. We guard our privacy, although our closest friends know what the situation is. We were finally forced to confront the fact that we would have to come up with a public explanation when Kaylee started school.

Kids talk. That's a fact of life. We knew that once she began going to daycare, she would be telling all her friends that her mommy and daddy lived with two other women who she also sometimes called mommy. And then there were her brother and sisters. Things were fine when she was in a private daycare, but before she started kindergarten, we sat down with her and explained that not everyone had a daddy and three mommies in a way we thought a five year old would understand.

Things went over fairly well, I think. The reaction of the other parents of kids in Kaylee's class ranged from indifference to curiosity to open disdain. Some of the fundy Christian parents asked to have their children moved to another class, but most of the folks just raised an eyebrow and went about their business.

After all, Leah is a local celebrity of sorts and rumours of her lifestyle had been circulating in the Asheville area for years, so it's not like it was a complete surprise. Just more fodder for the gossip mill. Plus, Melinda has tenure and Katie's partners need her more than she needs them so we don't worry about job security.

We talked some more but soon Yesmine said she had to meet Geoff. We swapped cell phone numbers, but not before the girls invited them over for dinner on Sunday night.

Yesmine said they'd love to visit with us and promised to call for directions later.

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Its July Scotland is in the middle of a heat wave first time in years. We haven't seen one another for a couple of weeks as we both have been very busy but still call one another most nights its friday and you call me in the middle of the afternoon saying that you fancy going away for the weekend and would I be interested, Of course I don't need an excuse to go away on the bike with you. So the agreement is I come down on Saturday for around about 10 am and we could just take off down towards...

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36Weekend away 1

36Weekend away 1 Friday, work had dragged, hubby had helped her get ready to go out and having rushed around here she was the sun going down, the hot dusty streets still basking in the warmth of the summer day rushing to be at the location where she had been told to meet him.She believed her date would not wait, so her heels clip clopped along the paving at a fair trot, his car stood at the kerbside, the door just open as she by now panting arrived beside the sleek 4x4. She leapt in throwing...

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Latexweekend

Translatet With GoolgeIt was Friday at had passed 1400 and looked forward to a pleasant evening with Randi. When the bell rang the doorbell. It was the record that came with the package. Waited no packages, but the visitors leveled and took the package into. I opened the box and there lay a patch. Walk in shower and wash well. There are several bags in the package, do not pack the up until you have been notified. Randi. I went in the shower, washed and shaved. Took me morning coat and went into...

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Weekend at the Lake

This is a longer story than those I’ve written lately. It is not a love story, not an incest story, and not a gay story. Is it a story with a grain of truth in it? That is your call. For me, it is just a fantasy. Weekend at the lake I began loading the car with weekend essentials for a planned escape to the lake. I enjoy a trip there every three or four weekends just to unwind and be foolish for a couple days. My career is in college classrooms teaching college freshmen students their core...

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Weekend Sissy Little Girl

Weekend Sissy Little Girl by SusieQ I looked at my reflection in the hallway mirror. My make up was immaculate, the pink glossy lipstick matched the subtle eyeshadow and the delicate rose blusher, a shade or two darker, flushed my cheeks, highlighting my ultra girly look. Of course the short blond bob wig with its floppy fringe and a white ribbon tied into a bow on top of my head helped. The short pale blue cotton dress I was wearing had a white Peter Pan collar and a fitted bodice...

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Weekend Daughter

Weekend Daughter By Pamela ([email protected]) My mother, may she rest in peace, was a very beautiful woman. She had done some modeling and been in some theater productions and even a couple of movies, but then she decided she wanted a quieter life. She met and married my dad and had me, Greg, a son. Unfortunately, my dad was a philanderer and when I was about 5 he left to never be heard from again. Though, many years later, I did receive a small inheritance from him after he...

2 years ago
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Weekend For Four Sinfully Sunday

I sleep on my side, not so well on my back, so it was natural that I was turned towards Rita or Claire the entire night. Rita had climbed into bed on my left, my wife Claire on my right, and they had stayed there all evening, sexy naked bookends for me. There was plenty of room for us, and I woke several times during the night to one or the other snuggling up against me, bare breasts and naked thighs pressed up against my body. Sometimes it was both of them, and I traded kisses with the one I...

2 years ago
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Weekend 1

I read on my Graduation Card. I looked up and seen her eyes smileing at me it was kind of special to me. Ali was a very toned and shapely young ladie. She was as old as me but one year behind in school due to late birthday. she and i planed to go to community college and all of our friends were going north for school. It was rather disapoiting all my best buds gone for the school year but hopefully i will transfer there after 2 years but we will see? It was that time when everyone was...

2 years ago
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Weekend Story

Weekend Story - Part One Thursday night found us packing the cases ready for a very naughty weekend. It seemed to have taken forever to get here. We were now middle aged, without family responsibilities, free to do what we wanted and to please ourselves. Both still fit, good looking, me slim and blonde, Rob tall and dark and both with a hunger for plenty of good adventurous sex. Rob came into the bedroom and looked at the piles of my sexy clothes next to the suitcase. "We're only taking one...

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Weekend of Surprises

I listened half-attentively as Sarah answered the ringing phone, Weekend of Surprises, Part 1 ? Bob Aganoush Note:? If you?re looking for wall-to-wall sex, this story isn?t for you.? There?s quite a bit of sex, but also at least a modicum of plot and character development.? So you need to have some patience to enjoy this story. ?Wow, how are you?? I haven?t talked to you in what, about three years?? Where?? When?? Absolutely, we?re not doing anything, we?d love to see you!? Okay, give...

2 years ago
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Weekend Plans

"Thank you for meeting me, Bryce." "What do you want, Patrice?" He was always sharp with me. Always mean and nasty. It was because I was ugly, I know. My hair was short and wiry and steel gray since I was 23. I had no figure. I was tall but pear-shaped. My butt was too wide, my chest too flat. My teeth were my only good point — white, straight, perfect thanks to years of braces. But my nose was crooked and my eyes were set too close together and noticeably uneven. Still, I was...

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Weekend in London

It is coming up to Easter weekend and I suggest a weekend in London . “Let’ s see what sexy fun we can have” I say. I book a hotel in central London for the Friday and Saturday. You pack your suitcases for the weekend but I am waiting for a chance to do a little unpacking. While you have a bath I open your suitcases and remove all your underwear, pants and long dresses. I only leave you with 3 miniskirts, 1 see through blouse, 2 low cut tops and a few pairs of stockings and suspenders. I...

2 years ago
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Weekend Away with Brothers Girls Little Sister 2

My phone starts to go off, a text message. I was expecting a girl I was talking to who worked in the building I work in to call back. We had a delightful lunch the other day, exchanged numbers, so naturally, I thought it would be her. Looking at the sender “Dani” it said. “Hi Mike! You busy?”. It read. “Hi Dani. What’s up?” I replied. “I applied to UM and wanted to see if I can take you up on that offer to show me around the town and campus.” “Sure, when you want to come down.”...

1 year ago
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Weekend Getaway

A WEEKEND GETAWAY Caroline Kingsley It was anything but another dull, boring, routine Tuesday at work. The phones were ringing off the hook but that was to be expected in a company of this size. I was usually in charge of filing, routing phone calls, general correspondence and mail. However this week I was working as a personal assistant to Robert, the head CEO of the company. His regular assistant was off for the week and somehow I was lucky enough to be asked to fill in. Well I’m not sure if...

2 years ago
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Weekend To Remember

WEEKEND TO REMEMBER Holly When I arrived home, the first thing that came to mind was how quiet it was. There were no sounds of playing kids, a rarity in our house. As I put away my briefcase and changed my cloths, my wife entered. I asked her where the kids were and she indicated that they were staying with friends so that we could have an 'adult' weekend. It had been a long time and I nearly came then and there. She handed me a drink and the strong liquor scent made me aware...

1 year ago
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Weekend in London

It is coming up to Easter weekend and I suggest a weekend in London . “Let' s see what sexy fun we can have” I say. I book a hotel in central London for the Friday and Saturday. You pack your suitcases for the weekend but I am waiting for a chance to do a little unpacking. While you have a bath I open your suitcases and remove all your underwear, pants and long dresses. I only leave you with 3 miniskirts, 1 see through blouse, 2 low cut tops and a few pairs of stockings and suspenders. I...

2 years ago
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Weekend Getaway

A WEEKEND GETAWAY Caroline Kingsley It was anything but another dull, boring, routine Tuesday at work. The phones were ringing off the hook but that was to be expected in a company of this size. I was usually in charge of filing, routing phone calls, general correspondence and mail. However this week I was working as a personal assistant to Robert, the head CEO of the company. His regular assistant was off for the week and somehow I was lucky enough to be asked to fill in. Well I’m not sure if...

BDSM
2 years ago
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Weekend At The Cabin

Weekend At The Cabin I could not get the thought out of my mind that she was theone to put this into motion. I always tried to keep the relationship a friendlyprofessional one between the two of us. Jodi, a 26 year old very nicely built blonde, has worked for me as my administrativeassistant for the past 5 years. She has been an asset to me at this large firm.She is very good keeping things in order for me. All I have to do is pass hera note and forget about that task, knowing that Jodi will...

4 years ago
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Weekend at GrandmasChapter 6

On Monday I was faced with the age old dilemma: what to wear. I no longer felt like wearing the usual jeans and a top. I wanted to dress up a little, though not too much. Denim mini? Maybe. Or I could wear nicer slacks; no, too dressy. And then, in the back of my closet, I saw it. A full skirt, just more than knee-length, certainly modest, certainly flirty in an itty-bitty way, and it probably still fit. There's something light and airy about wearing a full skirt. Pencil skirts and most...

3 years ago
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Weekend Fun With Neighbor MILF

Hi, indian sex stories dot net Friends, I am back with another story of mine. A small background about me, this is Raj 33 from Bangalore 5’11”. You can reach me and share your feedback at This incident happened very recently. I am a normal looking Tamil guy working in Bangalore. I stay in one of the premium apartment in South Bangalore and I stay with few of my friends. This story is about my encounter with the neighbor lady Padma. She must be into her late 30s or early 40s, as like most of...

1 year ago
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Weekend for Four Threesome Thursday

My wife Claire had a very active sex life in college. Of course, it was pretty active afterwards, but only with me, so far as I knew. Friends of hers still corresponded with her, which is to say sent (and received) sexts, pictures, and some live feeds. Sometimes I caught her online, naked or nearly so, with hands on her body, stroking her pussy, and watching someone else, not always male, doing the same for her pleasure. “Caught” isn’t quite right; I knew she could have done this while I was at...

2 years ago
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Weekend of Lesbian Discovery with my Aunt

"Danni, can you get tomorrow off if I write a note for you to take to the school?" Mum asked. "Aunt Jenny has just rung to say the friend staying with her at her Lake District hotel has had to go home, so she wondered if you would like to take her place for Friday and Saturday nights. I can take you over to the hotel, then she will bring you back on Sunday afternoon. I'll meet you after school if you like, and we can look for some nice clothes for you to wear - it sounds a really...

1 year ago
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Weekend Surprise Part One

The long day was finally over and it was Friday. The entireweek was a tough one and I was glad that I could finally just relax at home and do nothing. That is, if my children didn’t demand too much of my attention. My kids were fifteen and eleven years old and usually a real joy to be around. Today, though, I just wanted to veg. “Bye, Frank.” Wearily I waved to the night security guard as I walked through the lobby area. “’Night, Natalie. Any exciting plans for this weekend?” “Yes. Nothing,”...

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Weekend with my niece

Naturally their oldest daughter thought she should have been able to stay at the house by herself, but her parents told her they wanted her to help watch her siblings so it wouldn't be so hard on her grandparents. Just like my my siblings and I, there was an age gap between my oldest niece and her youngest brother, as he was an unplanned souvenir after a family friend's wedding a few years back. The next part is the same worn out story about an uncle not having much contact with his niece...

2 years ago
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Weekend In The Country

Copyright© "You will be away at the weekend, won't you?" there was silence, "Stanley I'm talking to you." she aimed the question at the plume of cigar smoke rising from behind the newspaper. At the other side of the Victorian drawing room a voice answered, "I will be seeing Lord Sandale on Thursday before we travel to his estate for formal discussions about the India fleet, why?" She busied herself with her embroidery, "Well Jane is staying at the school over this weekend, some...

3 years ago
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Weekend with a friend

(This happened last weekend, never thought of sharing it)It was going to be one of those weekends again. My mom would go out of town while leaving me with a friend of hers. I am 18 years old and don’t need a sitter but mother insists. But what I didn’t know that this weekend was going to be the best ever.So my mom’s friend, Ms. Bertha, she isn’t ugly nor is she is pretty. She’s practically average. So I arrive at her house on Friday after school only to find out that she also had to go on a...

2 years ago
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Weekend with Wife a Neighbor

Hi ISS Friends ..This is Jai, M 28 from Mumbai with my real life story. Am married for 2 years and have a good gym toned body with 5’11” height and an athletic built and fair complexion. My wife Reema is 26 and a beautiful lady with perfect curves at the right places, she is 5’6″ tall with 36C-30-36 body, we both are punjabis settled in Mumbai. The event that am sharing with you happened 2 months back on a weekend on a Friday evening after returning from office at just after 7 pm. I was...

4 years ago
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Weekend in London

“Let' s see what sexy fun we can have” I say. I book a hotel in central London for the Friday and Saturday. You pack your suitcases for the weekend but I am waiting for a chance to do a little unpacking. While you have a bath I open your suitcases and remove all your underwear, pants and long dresses. I only leave you with 3 miniskirts, 1 see through blouse, 2 low cut tops and a few pairs of stockings and suspenders. I replace the missing clothes with a few towels. We set off...

3 years ago
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Weekend in the Mountains

It was a cold night and Kevin had just gotten off second shift. He was tired and couldn’t wait to get to bed. He was driving down the same secluded back streets he did every night when he saw a car stalled on the side of the road. Being the good person he was, and not having a thought of his own safety, he pulled off to see if he could help. He walked up to the car and found a beautiful young woman looking under the hood. ‘May I help you ma’am?’ he asked. This startled the young lady and she...

1 year ago
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Weekend Fantasy part 1

I was lying in bed just after sex with my wife when she turned to me and out of the blue says "I want you to be honest - are you completely happy?". I took a deep breath and reassured her that while I was still completely in love with her that after a stressful couple of years, having a family, moving house, changing jobs that I felt that we were stronger as a couple but perhaps some of the spark had gone out of the bedroom. She pondered that for a few moments and then thanked me for being...

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Weekend with cousin Kara

Last summer, both my parents and my cousin Kara's parents decided to go on a camping trip for the weekend. Since my aunt and uncle did not trust Kara to stay on her own, they asked me to watch over her for the weekend. For my troubles they gave me $100 for the weekend. Kara and I got along very well. Since I was older than her by 3 years she has always looked up to me. Ever since we were younger she was always like a lost puppy following me where ever I went. Although she is a little bit older...

3 years ago
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Weekend With Trainer

Hi indian sex stories dot net readers This is sid again with a story with my trainer annie which happened at my weekend home near pune when we had gone there for a weekend. Annie had to attend a workshop in pune on friday and had told me that she had told at her home that she would be staying back with her friends over the weekend but said would spend the weekend with me to have some more fun. I said fine and she said she would meet me saturday morning at my weekend home directly and will come...

1 year ago
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Weekend Part 1

My mom was a great mother. I had been born into a one-parent family. My dad was had never owned up to getting my mother pregnant with me and checked out shortly after I was conceived. Mom raised me like she thought and I had grown up with only her guidance. I didn't have any male figure model to do things with and mom led me in her direction. I learned many things other boys would have called "sissy" growing up and I had some effeminate manners. I was 13 when I was in a theater group and...

3 years ago
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Weekend With My Girlfriend And Friend 8211 Part I

Hey gang bangers and this 1st story that I am sharing in public and yes, it’s all true and hot. I am Ashwin and I’m doing my final year B tech in a college in Chennai. My girl friend’s name is Swathi and she is doing her MBBS in Pondicherry. We have been together for 4 years now. Let me tell you guys about her and trust me she kind a girl how will give you an erection the minute you see her. She is 19 years old, is about 5 feet 3 inch, a medium fair complexion and has amazing 36 28 34 body...

2 years ago
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Weekend Puppy

Weekend Puppy.Thursday Night- Master and Mistress collected me from work in Masters White work van. Inside the van was my transport cage, just large enough for me to stand on hands and knees. We drove into a little side street, and I was handed my collar for the weekend, and something new, a pair of fingerless mittens that fastened to my wrists with two tiny padlocks. I was told to strip and get into the cage. The drive to the farm was uneventful, but took quite a while because of everyone...

1 year ago
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Weekend Trip with My Neighbor part 1

After the first time Mark and I had stroked cocks together we were hooked. Whenever one of us had the house to ourselves, which unfortunately wasn’t as often as we would have liked, we’d text the other and if at all possible we’d get together for another hot session of watching some of our favorite porn and have some quality male bonding time. We didn’t always finish each other off like that first encounter, but it was more likely than not to happen. In fact, we didn’t always climax, often...

3 years ago
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Weekend for Four ndash Fantasy Friday

I started awake, looking at the clock for a moment, barely registering that it was nearly six-thirty, and almost bolted out of bed before I remembered I had today off, and then why. Claire and I had fallen asleep almost the moment our heads had hit our pillows, worn out from our four-way games the night before. The blinds were mercifully closed, and I could just make out Claire bundled up in our comforter, facing the other wall. Still bone tired, I closed my eyes and settled back the other...

1 year ago
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Weekend Trip With My Neighbor part 4 conclusion

Once we’d arrived back at the lake house, I told Mark that I would take the supplies up to the house, while me cleaned up himself, the boat and secured everything. By the time I had put everything away, grabbed a couple of beers and made my way back down to the boat house he was just finishing up, and drying himself off after rinsing my piss off with a hose. I handed him a beer and we sat silently for a while enjoying the calmness of the lake. “Sir?” he asked, breaking the silence, “what was...

2 years ago
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Weekend With Her Son

Since their night of sex after Dorothy's funeral, Mark Templeton had been in frequent touch with Sarah, the mother that he had hardly seen in twenty years. As far as they were both concerned, although they both obviously knew that it was, it was not a mother/son thing. It was a mature woman and a thirty-year-old man that fancied each other and they had had sex and very much intended to have sex again.The telephone contact usually turned racy and Mark had said that he had not paid too much...

Incest
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Weekend Slave Girl

Some years I had the following ad in a Danish Adult magazine called Weekend Sex! I want to write about the result from the ad! 09-05 AREA: Married girl, 32/170/80, seeks with my husband's permission a well-hung man, who likes to have a visit from a willing sexslave in the weekend. I like most kinds of sex, but not urine and HARD S/M. Drop a note telling me a little about how you are going to treat me. Answers with photo and return stamps will be answered first, but all letters with...

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