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First of all, I should tell you a little about myself. I never in my whole life imagined that I was anything but heterosexual. I was raised in a small town, I was expected to marry, have babies...yadda yadda yadda.

Well, of course, I did all that...well mostly. I went to college, became a teacher, married my high school sweetheart, tried to have babies...to no avail. I wasn't fertile so Mr. High school sweetheart left me after 6 years of marriage. In the eyes of my family it was pretty disgraceful that my husband left me and I didn't have any children so I ended up moving to the city about a year after we divorced, quit my teaching job and got a job as a journalist (I was an English major in college).

So anyways, I met a bunch of great friends and went on a few dates, but nothing really came of it. One day I was at work and my friend Judy came up to me and said she wanted me to meet a friend of hers, Freddie. I agreed to go out for a drink with Freddie and so Judy set it up for us to meet at a small bar in uptown.

After work I went home and showered, pulling my curly red hair up in a French twist and putting on a hunter green short dress that set off the green of my eyes. I have to admit, I think I'm pretty attractive; curly red hair to my shoulder blades, big green eyes, about 5'5, 135 pounds, 36C.

Well I was thinking I looked pretty good for the night. So I went to the bar to meet Freddie and here’s what happened....


Pulling up to the bar, I parked my red dodge and shut off the engine. I took a deep breath and walked into the bar. I didn't know what Freddie looked like cause Judy told me that Freddie had seen a picture of me and would know me. So I sat at the bar and ordered a beer to wait for Freddie.

About 5 minutes later, I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned around. Standing in front of me was a woman about 5'9 or 5'10, brown hair cut like a man. She was wearing black pants with a fitted white button up shirt. She had a tie and as I looked at her feet saw her manly type shoes. She was really quite something I had never seen before.


"Yes?" I asked.


"Hi." She smiled. "You're Louise right?"


"Yes I am." I returned her smile, although mine showed a bit of confusion. I had never seen this woman in my life.


"I'm Freddie."


My jaw dropped. THIS was Freddie? Ummm...what was going on...had I misunderstood Judy in thinking this was a date when it was actually just meeting a new friend or something? No, I'm sure that Judy said that it was a date type of thing.


"Umm...I'm sorry...YOU'RE Freddie?"


"Well yes."


"I...umm...I think there has been some misunderstanding. I was erm...thinking you were a guy."


Freddie looked down at herself and shook her head. "Nope, I'm really quite female."


"B-but...you're name is Freddie..." I said stupidly.


"Yeah, short for Fredericka."

I was speechless. "I'm sorry; did Judy tell you I was a guy?"


"Well..." I searched my memory..."No, she really didn't. She just said her friend Freddie."


"Ahhh...and you assumed right?"


"Well...yes...I mean...I'm not...well...” God, I'm a friggin journalist and I couldn't think of a WORD to say. I'm a pathetic excuse for an English major, ex English teacher, journalist, let me tell you.


She laughed. "Well nothing has to happen, why don't we just have a drink?" She offered.


"Well...okay..." What the hell else was I supposed to say?


Freddie sat beside me and ordered a Vodka tonic and they brought it with another beer for me. I played with the wrapper on my beer, trying to think of something to say.


"So what do you do?"


"I'm an editor."


"Do you like it?"


"Yes, I really do. I get a chance to read books before anyone else."


I nodded for the sake of doing something.


"So Judy tells me you like to read?"


"Oh yes, love to." I answered.


We started talking about our favourite authors and books, which lead into movies and music, and foods and before I knew it, I'd had 6 beers and she'd had 4 vodka tonics. I'm a lightweight so I was pretty intoxicated by this time. I glanced at my watch and giggled.


"Holy smokes. It's nearly 1 am."


"So it is..." Her eyes were slightly glazed over as she looked at me.


"I'm sorry Louise, but I have to be blunt. You are an extremely attractive woman and I really enjoy your company. I'd really like to see you again."


I don't know if it was the drinks or what but I smiled and nodded.


"I really like you to Freddie and I'd love to see you again."


She smiled.


"Okay ladies, bars about to close, time to get going." The bartender said to us.


"Shit." I said. "I can't drive like this."


"C'mon," Freddie stood up. "I'll call a taxi." She whipped out her cell phone. "I took a taxi here so that I didn't have to worry about this." She called the taxi service, and had them come out.


"How am I going to get my car?" I whined.


"Well..." She pondered as we stumbled outside to wait for our taxi. "I have an extra room. Just stay at my house then I'll drive you here in the morning to pick up your car."


Again, maybe it was my drunkenness, but I nodded enthusiastically.


"Yeah, that'll work."


When the taxi got there, Freddie gave her address and within 15 minutes we pulled up in front of a really nice apartment building. Freddie paid the driver and we got out, going up to the door. She pulled out her keys and we went in, taking the elevator up to the 9th floor. She opened her door to a
beautiful apartment done in a contemporary style. I flopped down on the couch.


"Do you want something to drink or eat?"


"I think I drank enough tonight." I giggled.


She smiled and sat down beside me on the couch, turning her body so she was half facing me. We started to talk about life and soon I got to talking about my ruined marriage. Freddie was an exceptional listener and nodded and made all the proper sounds at all the proper times.


"UGH! The only reason I married Mark was because it was expected of me." I shook my head, rubbing my hands over my face to clear out my thoughts. "He is SUCH an ass."


Freddie put her hand over mine comfortingly. My eyes fell down to her hand covering mine, and then went up to meet hers. My lips parted and my eyes widened as I stared into her deep blue eyes.


"I..."


"Shhh...” She murmured. "Don't."


I didn't.


She did though.


As in leaned forward and kissed me ever so softly. It was a brief kiss, but it sent tingles through my body. We stared at each other for a few moments and then I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers. Our mouths opened and her hand came to the back of my neck as we kissed deeply. When we
pulled back, both of us were gasping. I had never been kissed with such passion and intensity...and I'd never been so damn affected by a simple kiss.

We stared at each other again for a few seconds then leaned into each other for another kiss, this one even more passionate and intense then the last. Her hand undid my French twist and my curls came falling down my shoulders. She wound them in her fingers, pressing on my head lightly. I brought my arms around her waist and we deepened the kiss.

Freddie was massaging my hair and I was massaging her back. She pressed me into the sofa and was on top of me without breaking the kiss. I felt her breasts pressed against mine and I pushed against her. I ran my hands up and down her back, moaning. When we finally broke the kiss, both our lips were swollen and tingling.


"I...wow..." I murmured.

Freddie smiled at me and kissed my nose. I gazed at her face then my eyes fell down to her top. The top two buttons had come unbuttoned and I could see the swell of her breasts. I wanted to see more
then the swell though so I brought my hands from around her and unbuttoned the other 5 buttons. Her eyes widened but she said nothing. I pushed the top over her shoulders then down her arms, sliding it off and tossing it on the floor.

She was wearing a white bra and was about my size, a 36C. I pushed on her shoulders for her to sit up and reached behind me to unzip my dress. She stopped me and forced me to stand up, going behind me and slowly pulling down my zipper, kissing my back as she unzipped me. Freddie reached
up and pulled the spaghetti straps down my shoulders and slid the dress down my body and legs until it was a puddle at my feet. I stepped to the side and turned around to face her. She was on her knees and staring up at me. I was wearing a black bra and matching panties, with no nylons.


"You are to incredibly beautiful Louise." She muttered.


I blushed and ran my hand through my hair, avoiding her penetrating gaze. Freddie stood up and pressed her body against mine, kissing me. My hands fell to the waistband of her slacks and pulled them down her lo-long legs. We were both standing there in bra and panties before each other. She was also beautiful with hips and thighs, not a stick like so many girls these days. I thought it was very sexy that she was a healthy size.

We kissed, just briefly; she took my hands and lead me to her bedroom. We went to the bed and she pushed me down on my back. I gazed up at her and she unsnapped her bra and pulled her panties down, exposing the trimmed area between her legs. Lowering herself beside me, she ran her hand down my body, starting at my neck and going down to my thighs then going back up again. I moaned and pressed against her hands...wanting more.

She smiled softly and continued to run her hand up and down my body, not touching my breasts or between my legs. It didn't matter though, it was like my tummy, shoulders, and thighs were connected to my breasts and my special area because her touch sent sparks throughout my body...specifically one area! I was gasping by the time she kneeled over me and reached behind me to unsnap my bra. She through it on the floor and pulled down my panties, revealing my shaved area.

She smiled tenderly and ran her hand up my belly to my breasts, circling them with her fingernails. I moaned and thrust my body to meet her hands. She leaned down and kissed me, opening my mouth with hers. My hands circled her back and pulled her on top of me. I so needed to feel her naked body pressed against mine. I felt like I would burst if I didn't. Freddie's lips pressed against mine, but soon moved over my cheeks and down my neck, sucking and nibbling gently around the sensitive skin. It was incredible...my body was on fire as I pressed my fingers against her head and moaned, pushed my body up and my neck against her exploring mouth.

Slowly, she brought her lips down from my neck to my swollen breasts, circling them with her tongue then coming to my nipples. It was almost too much. Freddie's very touch sent me reeling. Her lips were driving me crazy with need.

After significant attention to both my breasts, she moved down, kissing and licking my belly and then down around my inner thighs, not touching anything else. I was writhing and moaning...I didn't know how much more I could take of this! Moving her tongue up my inner thigh, Freddie licked my
outer lips lightly. I jumped and gasped, moaning even more. She pressed my thighs apart and moved her tongue up, separating the outer lips and nestling her tongue onto my clit.

That was the final straw; I had definitely gone completely insane. My hips jerked up as her tongue flicked expertly on my clit. A scream rose in my throat and I tried to bite it back, to no avail. It came pouring out and I pressed my back against the bed, bringing my hips up to her mouth. She cupped my butt and continued to lick my clit. I had never felt anything quite like this...it was like she knew everything that I needed to get me going...and then some!! She massaged my buttocks as her tongue continued to play its own song on my clit, going faster and faster, from side to side. My hands fell to her head and I tangled my fingers into her short brown hair, pressing her into me. My toes were tingling and I felt a tightness start and build up in my entire body.

"MY god...my god...ohhhhh..." I was gasping and moaning and writhing against
her.

Still she kept up the same pace, her hands holding me in place. The tightness that I felt suddenly exploded and fireworks shot through my entire body as another scream, louder than the previous one, poured out of my mouth. My hips jerked up against her mouth...I must have been at least 2
feet off the bed, and yet she kept going. My head fell back on the pillow and my entire body felt loose and not unlike a rag doll. I pulled myself away from her mouth...I couldn't stand her to keep going, it was so much it almost hurt. Freddie pulled herself up beside me and kissed me softly. I
was still gasping from the intensity of my orgasm.


She smiled and let out a tiny chuckle.


"Are you alright sweetheart?"


I gazed at her. Did she honestly think I would be able to talk right now? HA! The girl must be completely out of her mind. She looked at me earnestly.


"Louise? Are you okay?"


I managed a nod and groaned falling completely into the softness of the bed. She gazed at me for a few minutes while I tried to collect myself. Finally, I was able to make my brain send the correct messages to my mouth.

"Ehh...I think you need to change your sheets." I blushed.

What the hell kind of thing was that to say? Jesus...like I said before, I'm a pathetic excuse of an English major, ex English teacher and a journalist somtimes!


Freddie laughed again. "Oh darling, don't worry about it."

She kissed me softly on the lips, and then curled beside me, wrapping her arm around my waist. It had never felt this RIGHT, cuddling with someone after sex.

I was a little stuck though. I didn't know if I was supposed to go down on her now. She seemed to be settling herself. Of course, I would be more than willing to try it...Before my thoughts could go much further she answered my unspoken question, like she could hear my thoughts.


"Louise, you mustn't worry about it. I got plenty enough pleasure from doing that. Right now, I'm exhausted...there will be plenty of other times...and I don't want you to feel obligated."


I shook my head, "Oh no, I don't feel obligated at all...I'd like to try it!" I blushed again.


"It's alright love, tomorrow is a new day." She grinned at me and snuggled against me, pulling the comforter over our naked bodies.

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‘Felicity Benson-Smith’ I recalled my House Mistress Miss Fenton, at the Ladies College shrieking. ‘You girls should always remember just two simple rules; keep your knees firmly together and your thoughts pure.’ She had just caught me in my dorm, naked on top of my bed with my trusty ‘battery boy’ firmly between my thighs, I was only 16 and sex was always on my mind. With no boys around we had to use the next best thing. I got detention and some loss of privileges but in another era I would...

Spanking
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SuperWoMan

Based on an idea by Scrambler "J" SuperWoMan By Roy Del Frink FROM THE DESK OF CARLA KENT, AUGUST 18, 1985: It all began on the far-away planet Krypton. A scientist named Jor-El had been studying the recent disturbances in his home planet's ecosystem, and came to one horrible but unavoidable conclusion: Krypton was doomed. After a series of massive tectonic disturbances (i.e., Krypton-quakes), it was going to blow up in a matter of days, and all its inhabitants would go with...

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ElectraWoman and DynaGirl

"Disclaimer: ElectraWoman and DynaGirl and the names, titles, and backstories used in "ElectraWoman and DynaGirl" are the sole property of Sid & Marty Kroft Television Productions. The author intends no copyright infringement through the writing of this fan fiction. ElectraWoman and DynaGirl by Alana The Puppetmaster was a supervillain who had made his presence known in Metro City by robbing the First National Bank. He hadn't needed a gun; he was able to command tellers and...

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Womanless Pageant

Womanless Pageant by Rogergirl Allen was at his girlfriend Jamie's house one Friday after school. Her parents were away for the weekend, so they went to her bedroom to do their homework and relax. Jamie was 18 and was a varsity cheerleader and in the student council. She was 5'7" with medium length blonde hair, a nice tan, and slender body from years of cheerleading. Allen was also 18 and was on the swim team and was 5'8" and thin without much muscle, no prominent Adam's apple, long...

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Womannequin

preface; Although this story may sound like an attempt at actual literature, I assure you it's sole purpose is to hopefully get someone turned on enough to, uh , well, use your imagination, I did. It is a story unlike any other that I have stumbled upon so far thruought my readings across many websites. So if any of it sounds familiar, well thats just luck. What makes a day seem different than any other? Nothing? I mean every so often something serious or life altering happens,...

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Dogwoman Susan Sloan

Dogwoman Susan SloanBy susan sloan (the main doggy character in the story)PART 1A rich, middle-aged businessman’s submissive young second wife is methodically transformed into a pet dog by her husband’s teenage son, with the full knowledge and consent of the dominant boy’s dad.She is trained and permanently dehumanized by the sadistic boy, her stepson, who subsequently takes full and legal ownership of her on her husband’s untimely death.This is her story.? [email protected] sloan,...

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Englishwoman gang banged at a bachelor party

It was about half past five in the evening (5:30pm), a couple of weeks ago when my boyfriend Booker, his friend Miles and I were driving to Carlos’s bachelor party over at Miles’s house in the Bronx. Sitting at the back, I was lightly dressed, wearing only a short thin white sleeveless cotton nightie reaching down only to my hips, a basic white 34C floral lace bra and a white floral lace up thong. A bit about myself, I am 1.58 meters (5.2 feet) tall, I have a thin 64 cm (25 inch) waist...

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Catwomans Treat

Copyright© -- All rights reserved. "What are you doing?" Kelly asked her twin sister Kathy. Kathy tossed her long brown hair back, adjusted her extremely short red dress and smiled. "What does it look like I'm doing?" "I know you're not going out with that jerk Mark." "What if I am?" "Kathy! You have a wonderful boyfriend, how could you do that to him?" "Look, Chris and I are good together, but let's face it, we've been together too long. Besides, Mark and I are just...

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Superwoman

It was the same routine every single day. I'd get up at the crack of dawn to finish the laundry, cook breakfast, iron my husband's business shirts and finish any other unfinished business around the home. I did it all. I was a stay at home mother for twelve years now. I was 38 at the time and I had three children, Josh 17, Emily 10 and Kevin who was 7. My husband Michael was a hard working businessman who hadn't bothered to ask me if I wanted sex for over a year now. He was always busy...

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Hardsaleswoman

I busied herself with my morning choirs, dusting, vacuuming, ironing, everything usual for a Tuesday. I brushed my hair; it had dried in to its normal bouncy curls. As I filled the kettle my decision of the day was trying to decide whether to take off my skirt and wash it, it was a little dirty and there were two buttons that needed replacing and my strapy top had some marks on it, I mussed on this monumental problem as I plugged in the kettle and got my cup ready, as I thought to myself do I...

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Hitwoman in LoveChapter 2

Angie the hit-woman retired the moment she married the cop with the biggest dick she had ever encountered. Her flirtation with genderless living came to a screeching halt as soon as he knocked on her wet and ready female door to confirm his desire to show her the way to full female satisfaction. Nine months after they sealed the deal with “around the world” finality, the young lovers separated their personal life from their professional life once and for all when young Angelo was born on the...

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Knightwoman

Lisanna Craig was lounging in her mansion on a Friday Night. She had just slipped on a fleecy nightgown and was enjoying a glass of wine while she stroked her cat and read a paper. She had made the headlines again in her superheroine persona, Knightwoman. She had prevented the nefarious Clownman and his henchwoman Jenny Jester from robbing the first national bank of Renisance City. She smiled at the picture of her in a superhuman pose as the two villains where lead away in a van. "Sometimes I...

Fantasy
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Superwoman

Note : This story is completely fictional! It was the same routine every single day. I'd get up at the crack of dawn to finish the laundry, cook breakfast, iron my husband's business shirts and finish any other unfinished business around the home. I did it all. I was a stay at home mother for 18 years now. I was 38 at the time and I had three children, Josh who had just turned 18, Emily who was 11 and Kevin who was 8. My husband Michael was a hard working businessman who hadn't bothered to ask...

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Donkey Named PeterChapter 2 And Doggie Makes Three

The phenomenon of couples, almost always men and their wives, almost always in their late twenties on up to the fifties, training dogs (usually big dogs) for sexual purposes, is both fascinating and disturbing. Such activity is minimal, and secret, and it exists almost exclusively in the "swinger" area of middle-income, bored, mate- swapping, jaded, thrill-seeking people in large cities and their suburbs. In Beauty/Beast, Vol. 1, Roger Blake supports this view: "From my own research...

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Sissy Patti My Toy My Lover Ch 2 Renamed Conti

Sissy Patti – My Toy, My Lover, Ch 2Renamed From - My Little Toy Sissy-boiBy CDJackieI went to the living room, turned on some music then kicked back in my recliner as I waited for her. After our little session in the bedroom I was naked except for my bra so I decided to take that off too since it felt a little restrictive. And I really didn’t need it anyway since my 38C tits sit so well on my frame with just a hint of a droop, but I like that because it gives them just that little bit of...

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Wish Shift A Woman Named Amy

Wish Shift: Chapter Thirty-Three A Woman Named Amy Year 1 A.S. Day 170 Amy had a busy day. They had left the camp earlier this morning and gotten on the road to go home. The other ladies there had gathered around her before they left, to pray the Lord strengthen her and her husband, as they ventured out into the world of the tribulation. It would not truly be safe for the Lord's people yet, but it had to be done. While she and her sisters in faith prayed, Joshua had gathered with...

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A Girl Named Slave

Disclaimer: This story is my intellectual property, and should be treated as such, do not plagiarize, or post without permission. If it is not legal to view writings that are sexually explicit and may have themes of bondage, feminization and other 'deviant' sexual experiences: don't read this. Don't read it, if it is not legal to do so where you live. Going any further is of your own free will, and responsibility is solely on yourself. Any similarity to real people or events is highly...

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A Love Named Kim

The little boy, half black and half white, stands in front of the seated man and raises his hands in an act designed to illicit a known response, and it comes. The man reaches down and picks the boy up and sits him on his thigh. The boy is about three. Not a word passes between them but they smile at each other. Neither shows it but the attack is about to start. Then there is the girl, she is almost six, she looks half white and half Asian. She is a China doll, and just as cute as the boy....

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Donkey Named PeterChapter 3 A Donkey Named Peter

The Kinsey reports tell us that women are known to give cunnilingus to cows and mares, sheep and goats. They fellate donkeys and manage coitus with bulls, stallions, donkeys, and ponies. Not always for "show" purposes, but because they prefer it and like it. Most bestiality on farms is between boys and animals. Dr. Frank Caprio details this in Variations in Sexual Behavior, but "most" means some bestiality is between girls and women and animals. And Dr. Rosenberger, in Bestiality,...

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The Addicted NaturalChapter 10 Dees Diary The Mysterious Professor Freddy

DEE'S DIARY MONDAY, MAY 6th Dear Diary, What an absolutely WONDERFUL day yesterday was. And now, here I am writing about it (I was certainly in no shape to do so last night!), strangely at peace, knowing that today is my last full day on this earth. My last night may be a little uncertain, however. I've agreed to do something that has me VERY nervous. But I'll get to that. I drove out to the lake house about nine o'clock and stopped at the farmer's market and butcher shop on the way....

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A woman named Sin

A man was walking on the street, his one hand, fingers tightly clenched around the handle of a black suitcase that has a million dollars’ worth of uncut diamonds and the other busy with the phone.“Yes, I have the diamonds… No they didn’t doubt a thing… I’m coming back home and then we can leave together for good.”“You can leave your past behind, Synnove and we can start our new life. I love you so much.”“I love you more, Damien,” a woman’s voice cracked from the other side of phone.“Heyyyy,...

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A Southern Belle Named Cissy

Jazz was extremly tired after a week long seminar in North Carolina. He was driving down a dark dirt road when suddenly he heard two loud pops. He pulled over to the side of the road and got out to check it out and seen he had not one, but two flat tire. Jazz started walking down the dark and deserted road and after about two or three miles a car came up from behind him. There was a gorgous red head woman about 30 years old driving, she rolled down her window and asked if he needed a lift. He...

Interracial
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A boy named Stacy my best friend

I grew up with a k** named Stacy. He always was bullied and picked on cause of his name. He was a good friend of mine, as we entered middle school. He was my best friend. He was only 5’ 4” and he had a weird build. He was skinny from the waist up, but he had hips and ass . The other guys use to call him “ bitch hips “ it really was the perfect name for him as he was built like a girl. I took care of him though and fought his battles. If anyone would of took the time to get to know him, they...

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A Stranger Named Jim

My company sent me to another out-of-town business conference, to Chicago this time. It was the third time this month and I was getting tired of living out of my suitcase and spending lonely nights in empty hotel rooms. What I needed was a distraction to keep me from feeling lonely and perhaps sate the lust that had been building up in me since I haven’t had much sex in recent months.That distraction came in the form of a good-looking businessman who sat in the aisle seat next to mine on the...

Straight Sex
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A Girl named Areola Part 05

by Vanessa Evans As usual, it’s best if you read the earlier parts before this one. Part 05 As we waved the guys off we dug out the bikinis and put them on. They were only strings and they didn’t cover our little tits or our pussies but we still felt as though we had lots of clothes on, just like when we were working at Eve’s shop. Just as we were getting our things together Beaver dared me to wear my new vibrator all day, so I dared her to do the same. Of course we both accepted the dares...

4 years ago
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A story about my dog named Rambo and the fun we had with him

My wife and I enjoy a very active sex life. We enjoy sex in every way imaginable. We are independently wealthy and live on a large isolated tract of land away from prying eyes so we can explore indoors or out when and where we want without worrying about anyone seeing. We’ve tried a wide variety of variations indoors and out but there was one more that I wanted to try but was afraid to ask. As open as we were, I was still afraid to ask for this. You see, I wanted to see a dog fuck her....

2 years ago
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tomboy named Sue

This is a re-write of a story I did a few years ago. Hope you all like it. Tomboy named Sue The story is fiction, however, it is based on some of my early life’s happenings, and Sue was real (but not her real name).Our parents owned houses next door to each other. The neighborhood was lower middle class, so almost all families were living hand to mouth. Her Dad was a union machinist and did well enough so her mom did not have to work. My Dad’s goal in life was to own a home, something his...

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