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I went back to the office and dreaded coming face to face with Julie after my shameful behavior with Lola. I felt really bad about my weakness in tending to the needs of my cock and placing them before the processes of my brain that told me to stay on the straight and narrow and follow up on my original plan.

In retrospect, I regretted informing her that I was going to put Lola under the glare of an interrogation naked light bulb. I remembered that at the time, she had looked at me with a skeptical look on her face and I thought she was being unfair because my intentions were circumspect and above board because of my suspicions.

When I walked through the door to the office, it only took a quick moment to see her reaction to my lack of energy and the guilt in my eyes when I had the nerve to look her in the eye. My lack of energy was due to the depraved draining of my precious bodily fluids repetitively by the luscious Lola with her sweet sexy ways that made me want to burn the candle at both ends with non-stop action.

I guess it was all too easy for her to read my lack of innocence and I kept my mouth shut not wanting to get into a confrontation with her due to her advanced stage of pregnancy and her warning for me to stay in close contact because she might have to go to the hospital at any moment with not a second to waste.

It was easy for me to make all those promises to her and take her loving ministrations in return payment for my support of her difficult situation. There was nothing I could do and nothing I could possibly say that would excuse my behavior and I only hoped that she would be so concerned with her medical health that she would postpone my upbraiding for a later date when she was safely past the day of birth.

Julie calmly made the coffee and we both sat down and sipped the magic brew like it was gift from the Gods and not recently purchased at the Safeway down the block after grinding the beans into the same bag it was sold in. I always liked it better if it was double ground because the ground beans seemed to melt into the liquid brew like flavor drops on my tongue much different than Lola’s sweet pussy.

I updated the Raymond file to add in my report on Lola’s involvement and the fact that he was already passing along the booty from the evidence locker to Lola and unknown other females with cooperative snatches willing to do almost anything to please a guy with expensive gifts regardless to their suspicions that the stuff was hotter than a Saturday night special with recycled lead slugs.

The Raymond file was finally beginning to look a whole lot better with Lola’s answers to my questions and I noticed that Julie was smiling a little bit now with the knowledge that my visit had at least paid off in gaining valuable intelligence on Raymond’s last days and his attitude about being a dirty cop with no self-respect or sense of doing what was right for his own peace of mind.

The fact was that even though we were related, I had never liked Raymond and I guess I displayed my feelings a little too openly because Lola had told me that my cousin hated my guts and constantly told her I was a prick of the worst sort and not inclined to make allowances for family relations.

One of the details that Lola passed on was the fact that she had even bent over for my Uncle Joe a couple of times and that she thought he had a fine cock for such an old man and that his wife was lucky to have him in the bedroom at night.

That surprised me because I had never thought of my Uncle in a sexual sense and just sort of figured that he was happily married with one daughter of his own and another one adopted as well to help walk his Irish setter. That dog never walked anywhere. It only had one speed and that was like a steak of lightning with his paws barely touching the ground. He could turn on a dime and plunge into the ice cold river with never the least bit of hesitation making him a great bird dog and in great shape to chase all the bitches he could mount in the city park.

I remembered my Uncle thinking it was funny that his dog was raping any bitch he could catch and that he would sometimes laugh at their female owners moaning about how their little pet was being molested by a strange dog. I knew it didn’t seem like proper behavior even though animals didn’t have rules like humans do in modern society and in most cases, the bitches were quite excited by his attentions despite the reaction of their female owners with problems related to the opposite sex of their own.

Of course, animal sex was without the deceptive nature of human sex which involved scheming, downright misrepresentation and downright lies to get into a girl’s pants at any cost. It was hard for me to give credence to an actual presence of consensual requirements for animal lust in animal life unlike the standards of normal society for humankind.

As we slowly filled-in the blanks in the Raymond murder file, Julie and I managed to put the Lola episode behind us and sealed our resolve with a nice bend over the end of the sofa with soft pillows under Julie’s ready to pop at any time belly and I was able to formulate a conclusion that he must have been eliminated by his own asshole buddies because he was far too loose with his lips and his distribution of loot from the evidence locker job and he represented a threat to his closest friends in the dirty cop scheme. It was plenty of motive from my point of view and I was certain we might be able to narrow down the field of dirty cops to pinpoint the exact killer of Raymond with some luck and a possible confession to send some brainless dirty cop to death row.

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I love visiting our special place, our private holiday. Just me and you. Where we can be together. The sun is beaming down on us as we lay on the beach, drinking and giggling. You rub suntan cream into my body and I feel little electric shocks tingling through my body whenever you touch me. I can’t get enough of you, I love feeling your breath on the back of my neck as you rub my shoulders, I know you can feel the heat between us too. You push up close to my back, and I feel that you’re hard....

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Birthday Bottom Boys Blackout Barnight

This is a gay erotic story involving homosexual male characters and explicit sexual acts. It is fantasy, not reality. You have been warned! Stepping into the bar for the first time is a bit daunting, but with your ID in hand, and the knowledge that you are, in fact, legally allowed to be here, you find yourself forking over the five bucks to get in eagerly enough. “You’re new,” the bouncer says. He’s a big guy – all chest and arms, with just the start of a beer gut under his tight black...

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Rotary Trouble

I joined Rotary in 2004 when I was promoted to Vice President of Nation's bank in Washington, California. I was born and raised in Washington so I already knew most of the residents and I looked forward to serving my community. The reason I choose Rotary, over the other service clubs, is unlike its national reputation for being an 'old farts club' the Washington Rotary was made up mostly of businessmen who were mostly in their 30's and 40's like myself. There was only one other woman in...

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Tricking Slut Sister

Note 1: This is a Halloween 2013 contest story ... I hope you enjoy. Note 2: Unlike many of my stories, this one is short on detailed character development and more about the sex. Note 3: Of course, all participants are eighteen or older (in this case just eighteen). Note 4: Thanks to MAB7991 for his usual editing work and Goamz for a last minute edit check. When did the plan to fuck my twin sister formulate? In truth, ninety percent of my stroke fantasies were of my gorgeous, bitch...

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Does 2 x 2 Equal 3

It was the spring of 1979, the time of year when high school seniors were anxiously awaiting those thick envelopes containing college acceptances and dreading those thin ones containing rejections. Once the classes were set, the schools would then open the doors for transfer students to apply and make last minute decisions to fill the remaining spots in upper classes. And this is how I may have had a threesome.I was a sophomore at a popular university back East. A female friend of mine, Julie,...

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Whata Week

Tell me, Am I boy or girl? =) My name is Alexandria, Alex for short. I'm a senior in high school and without much choice, abstinent. When I was about eight or nine, my parents- mostly my father, tricked me and my little brothers Micah and Zach into signing a contract to stay abstinent till married. When I figured what that meant and how it'll effect my social life I demanded changes, but they only changed one thing. Only when a good man, proposes to me and swears to marry...

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The Reluctant AssassinChapter 4 Epilogue

Mike was sitting by his pool. He looked around. His life wasn't bad. He glanced over at Susan working on her all over tan. It had taken her six years before she wanted sex. Now she liked it regularly. He thought back to his sisters. He was so glad he had never touched them. Janie was in her second year of college and had been talking a lot with Susan about her up coming wedding. Her last letter contained a shock. Melissa had found a boyfriend. He was someone that thought she was as special...

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A Friend in Need

Kim sat across from her friend, Vicky, and listened to her rant about Brian, her husband. She had known both Vicky and Brian for awhile. Being neighbors, they spent a lot of time with Kim and her husband, Jerry. Since Brian worked nights, Vicky often came over on her days off and spent time with Kim. “God! He’s always hounding me, Kim. Why can’t he just accept that when I’m not in the mood for sex, then I don’t want to be fucked with?” Vicky said, in a huff. “I don’t know, Vic,” Kim...

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The Sacred Band Ch 12

Note. This is my first attempt at describing a gay male relationship from the time of my own youth. Please forgive my presumption but the story demands it and I am the slave of the story. I shall shortly be posting my lesbian chapter Ivy and Ginny. Advice, criticism or any other feedback would be very welcome. The Sacred Band. Chapter twelve – Donald and Bruno told by Donald Bray November 1955. I was in the Chancery Court, sitting behind Mr Carruthers Melford Q.C. one Thursday in the...

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