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First of all, I want to thank everyone for reading my previous two stories. Your comments are always appreciated. As with the other two stories, this one is not a stroke story so if that’s what you’re after, it’s best you move on now This is a romance, a character study if you will and what I’ve always enjoyed reading about is people, even here on Literotica. As with most true romances, this one may take some time to develop so be patient. Here is my contribution. As always, this is a work of fiction. Only the bicycles are real.

Part One

‘I could never wear that. That’s sick. How could you even think to ask me that? I never want to see you again.’

With those words, the little world I had imagined for myself came to a crashing end. Susan stormed out of my life, out of the house I had bought for us, taking the clothes, (but not those clothes), I had bought for her, the jewelry and the BMW convertible I had put in her name, vowing never to return.

Luckily, we weren’t married yet, not even living together. I had wanted to and now was grateful she had told me she wasn’t ready. I wondered if she had somehow seen something I hadn’t but decided not. She certainly wasn’t that insightful. Perhaps she had just been in it for the money. I just didn’t know.

I heard from her lawyer of course, but there was nothing much to say. She had no case. There really had been no ‘ours’ just hers and mine. She had her job, her apartment and her own life as did I. It was just as well.

I had loved her, or at least thought I did and believed it when she said she loved me. Perhaps she did. She was no great beauty, hardly a ten, but neither was I. She was more like a five or six to be honest, but she was pleasant enough and I enjoyed being with her. I had no illusions about myself either. I was certainly not a ‘ten’ myself and was realistic to expect that I wasn’t going to get one. I was shorter than average (in more ways than one to be honest) and slightly over weight. Although only thirty, there was already a bald patch on the top of my head. My glasses were thick, my hair thin and I felt completely ill at ease around women. It was a miracle I had met Susan at all. I did not expect another.

With her departure early that summer, I threw myself into my work. I was a day trader, working out of couple of rooms in the house I bought with Susan’s encouragement. I know what you think. Most day traders fail, most, but not all. I had a knack for it, a talent if you will, for spotting trends before they became trends, sensing when stocks would slide or climb. I was hardly perfect. In fact I had some really bad days where I lost more money than most people make in a couple of years but then I had those days where everything I touched turned to gold, and I had enough of those good days that at the end of the year, they more than made up for the bad ones. At tax time my accountant informed me that I owed the IRS a huge amount of money. I wrote out the check, almost glad because I realized that if I owed them that much, it meant that I had made a hell of a lot more than that. That was all that mattered. It had become more a game to me. Money was how I kept score, nothing more.

That fall and winter the markets had absorbed me but as spring rolled around, they calmed down and I gradually got over Susan. I realized one morning that I needed to get out and get some exercise. It would do me good I thought. When I was a growing up in Chicago, I had liked to bicycle and I now lived a couple of blocks from a good bike trail. In fact, the area where I lived, the so called ‘North Shore’ suburbs just north of Chicago, seemed a great place to bike. There are quiet, safe streets, a couple of bike trails and limited traffic. It seemed ideal so I went to my local bike shop.

No thanks, the mountain bikes I tried were not comfortable at all, the road bikes were worse. I searched the internet and learned about recumbents, decided on one I liked and drove an hour to test ride it and a few others. ‘Now this is it,’ I smiled as I sat down on an eight foot long bike with a padded seat. It was called a Tour Easy and it had a twenty inch front wheel, a twenty seven inch rear wheel and it looked almost like a Harley Davidson motorcycle without an engine.

The bike shop owner and I somehow managed to squeeze it into my SUV but it was a tight fit. The next day I went and bought a used minivan and took out the seats. So, yes, I bought a twenty thousand dollar minivan to haul my two thousand dollar bike around. Go figure.

I loved the bike. In fact, I even started going out during the week, leaving my stocks to their own devices. It was such a joy to ride. I liked people’s comments about it too. It became a conversation piece almost every where I went. I had so much fun, I even joined a local bike club that spring and started going on rides with them.

Most weekends, the club had (or actually has, they are still around) several scheduled rides, some planned and others that were so called ‘show and go’ rides. Those who showed up decided where they would go. These were often shorter, slower, more informal rides than the planned ones and as I was still far from being in good shape, more to my speed and liking.

I saw Carol there for the first time one Sunday morning. She seemed a regular, knew a couple of others and rode with them, not saying more than a polite ‘hello’ to me. I wasn’t sure if I cared or not either. I hadn’t got completely over Susan and to be honest, wasn’t sure if I found Carol attractive or not. I certainly don’t mean to be cruel (those who live in glass houses etc) but it just seemed as if she was made up from pieces that didn’t seem to fit together too well, leftovers perhaps. She was tall, perhaps taller than I was, and very angular. The nose and eyes didn’t seem quite right, and her hair, tucked underneath the helmet, was of an uncertain and indeterminate color. It was a most awkward look and not at first a pleasant one either.

She rode her mountain bike that morning with almost the zeal of someone out to prove something. Like many of the others as I referred to them ‘gear heads’, she seemed so serious in her riding, never smiling, barely looking up at the trails and streets around her. I was delighted to be leaning back on my recumbent. I smiled. I laughed. I looked around as I rode not being bent over. I had fun and it seemed that most others did not.

Her bike and clothes both seemed used but serviceable. I didn’t, and still don’t know one mountain bike from another. They seem so cookie cutter to me now, so ordinary, much like her that morning. She wore little if any spandex and her cycling shoes, while the clipless style, had probably also seen better days.

As we rode through streets, she barely talked, chatting only once or twice to the lone other woman in the small group of seven that morning. My advice to men is don’t join a bike club thinking you’re going to meet up with some cute young woman. You’ll be far out numbered and if you are like much like me and hardly a ‘ten’ you’ll just be wasting your time. Me, I didn’t bother even trying to talk to her. I was there to enjoy the ride and I did.

I saw her again the following Sunday. Another show and go ride as I’d decided against the main ride. Eight of us showed up including her. We decided to ride north to the Botanical Gardens, make a quick stop and then south along another trail and return back to our starting point in Evanston.

At our stop in the Gardens, she, along with several others who were there, stopped to look at my strange contraption. ‘Mind if I sit on it?’ she asked out of the blue.

Of course I didn’t mind. I offered to let her try riding it but she was not that ambitious that morning. I suspected that she could have ridden it, the seat being not too far back for her to peddle but she declined and smiled and said it was comfortable but strange. Exactly.

Our group made its way back and began breaking up once we hit Ev
anston. She split off before I did and I left and took a short cut home, and thought nothing of her.

Two weeks later and another small group rode north to Lambs Farm and back. It was my longest ride so far and on the way back, there was a McDonalds right on the way. We stopped as we were all hungry.

We locked our bikes and all went in except her. ‘Aren’t you coming in?’ I asked politely.

‘I’m broke,’ she said quietly.

‘I’m not. Had a good week myself. Let me get you something.’

‘It’s not necessary.’

‘I know,’ I smiled. ‘That’s why I’m making the offer. Besides, I was always brought up to be a gentleman and when a gentleman sees a lady who is too broke to eat at McDonalds, then he always offers to treat,’ I half laughed. ‘Besides, it’s not like we’re talking zillions of dollars here. Not only that, I like this group here today, so why not come in, let me get you something and join us? It really is OK, you know.’

So, she went inside with the rest of us and I got her some fries and a Coke which seemed pretty good to myself and she sat and ate them pretty much alone as did I and I wondered why.

I didn’t see her again for three more weeks. I’m not sure why really and wasn’t sure it mattered either. Big deal, so I had bought her fries and a coke and talked for half a minute. It was hardly a start.

That morning in August it would all change, oh would it ever. The cloud filled sky was threatening rain yet the Weather Channel insisted it was not going to happen. I looked out the door and decided on the show and go ride, and stashed my rain jacket into the bag that was over my rear wheel and took off to the starting point.

I was the only one there at nine in the morning and I wondered if I had made a mistake. Were my clocks not working properly? Was I still asleep and only dreaming? No, I suspected the threat of rain was keeping everyone away.

Suddenly, she showed up.

‘No one else?’ she asked.

I shrugged and mentioned the forecast.

‘Could go home,’ I suggested.

‘No, I need to ride. Let’s try for the Gardens.’

I merely nodded and tried to keep up with her pace. It was almost a struggle for me but I managed it quite nicely thank you. We hardly spoke at all, even stopping at the Gardens for a quick turn around and as we say politely ‘pit stop.’

The sky opened up in Glencoe along the side streets. I was a mile or less from my home and said so. ‘You can dry off and either wait it out or I’ll drive you home,’ I offered.

She was very undecided until a clap of thunder shook us both. Already soaked to the skin, my rain jacket now attempting to cover her too late, I dashed along the familiar streets, up to the gate and found the garage door opener in my bag and prayed it would work. It did and I skidded inside beside the Mini Cooper and van. She had followed.

‘Come on in,’ I offered leading the way. ‘Mind the two cats.’ She followed me up the stairs and I showed her the guest room. Washer and dryer were located up there as well. I found a seldom used robe she could wear and offered a pair of clean sweat pants and sweat shirt if she wanted.

‘I’ll be down stairs in the kitchen once I change,’ I announced.

‘This place is huge,’ she stated. I was in the kitchen looking out at the monsoon rains and hadn’t seen or heard her. ‘You live alone?’

‘Bought it with the idea that someone else would be with me. We broke up over a year ago. Now it’s just the cats and I.’

She merely sat down. She was in the robe then. I assumed the sweat suit too small perhaps or whatever. I decided not to assume. ‘Can I offer you something? Beer? Pepsi? Donut? Sandwich?’

‘Pepsi will be fine.’

It suited me too. Ice and a couple of glasses and an awkward gap in the conversation, neither of us knowing quite what to do next.

My black cat Lucky saved us. She jumped up on the table beside her and checked Carol out. ‘She and the other one just moved in after I bought the house. I thought they might have lived here before but I asked the neighbors and they told me the last owners had dogs so I don’t know.’

‘And you’ve let them stay?’ she asked.

‘Of course. Even I know that people don’t adopt cats, they adopt you. Odd that they never liked Susan. Perhaps that should have told me something.’

Emma, the other cat, a calico, also found Carol and showed her as much attention as she ever showed me. Carol just smiled perhaps for the first time. I too smiled.

We sat and talked about meaningless things as the rain continued. Her clothes in the dryer upstairs until the buzzer sounded. I hated the sound as she went up and changed. ‘Still a bit damp,’ she smiled. ‘Another ten minutes I think should do it.’

I had a flat screen TV in the kitchen. It was where I often ate anyway and turned on the Weather Channel. Radar had more rain heading our way. ‘They lied to me this morning,’ I said. ‘I took the risk anyway though.’

‘I thought it would rain but I didn’t want to stay in my apartment. My roommate and her boyfriend are there. Mind if I stay a little while longer?’

‘Why in the world would I?’ I said quite honestly. I was slowly beginning to like her.

She shrugged and said no more. ‘Do you take lots of risks?’

‘Don’t we all?’ I asked. ‘I’m a day trader and very good at it if I do say so myself but I never risk it all, never more than I can afford to lose. No matter what happens, this house is mine.’

‘But it wasn’t supposed to be, was it?’

‘No, it wasn’t.’

‘May I ask what happened?’

‘It was not be,’ I replied not offering to give any more details, not sure I could to such a stranger, hadn’t really told anyone, even myself exactly why.

The buzzer sounded and she stood up and we both bounded up the stairs and I asked politely ‘and you don’t have a boyfriend yourself?’

Now it was her turn to be silent. ‘No, not now.’ She grabbed her dry clothes and dashed into the guest room.

We left serious discussion behind and talked of bicycles and rides and music and art and movies and all manner of somewhat superficial things (except perhaps to my mind the bicycles) and the rain slowly let up and then almost stopped.

‘I think I can make it home now,’ she announced.

‘I’m sure I can fit your bike in my minivan,’ I insisted.

‘You don’t have to.’

‘I made an offer. The offer still stands.’

‘Ok then.’

As predicted, her bike fit right inside the van. How could it not? She navigated me to her apartment in the Rogers Park neighborhood of Chicago, though I already knew the area quite well, about a five mile bike ride from the club’s starting point.

‘Let me carry your bike up then,’ I offered.

‘Are you always such a gentleman?’

‘I know of no other way to be,’ I replied most sincerely.

She looked at me in disbelief as if I was a Martian and suddenly I half thought I knew something more about her. ‘I meant what I said.’

I took the bike up the narrow stairs of the run down apartment building. ‘I enjoyed this, really and I’d like to see you again,’ I half stammered as we got to the door.

‘My roommate and her boy friend are still here,’ she said at the door.

I had taken a small risk and lost as she went inside. After she slipped the bike inside, while the door still open, she smiled at me at least and said her thanks and closed the door.

Part Two

I left her apartment and drove back home as the rain let up and wondered if I hadn’t made another stupid mistake, wondered if I should have just kept my mouth shut instead of saying that I’d like to see her. What in the world was I thinking? Why was I setting myself up to be crushed again, crushed as Susan had done to me, crushed by who I was and what I liked and wanted.

I could not take the words back. The damage was done. There was little I could do about it. At the same time, we had
not exchanged phone numbers. Mine was unlisted. I was certain hers was, assuming she even had one.

Back home, I sat down and half wondered what she would look like, dressed up in the clothes I had bought for Susan, hoping against all hope she would wear them. Carol would indeed look quite good I decided.

I snapped back to reality. I would not risk being hurt again like that. I found the packages, found those clothes she had found so disgusting that she had stormed out of here almost in a rage, found them and bundled them up and tossed them into the garbage. I should have done it long ago but I could not. No one would ever wear them. No one.

Certainly not Carol I realized over a microwave dinner. She wasn’t Susan’s size, not even close. Did I like her, I wondered? I really wasn’t sure. She was intelligent when she chose to be and witty or so it seemed and not as superficial as most young women appeared or was it that I was just reading what I wanted into her? I did not know. I just did not know.

The following weekend, the club had a fifty-mile ride. I decided to go and skip the show and go, partly as a challenge and partly as a passive-aggressive way of avoiding dealing with Carol, hoping she would not show up. She didn’t and I was both happy and depressed that she didn’t.

A week later was the North Shore Century — a huge daylong ride – which the club organized and ran so I did not ride. Instead, I helped man a check in booth at the start and end of the ride.

A show and go was scheduled for the following weekend, one of the very last as it was now the end of September. I was deliberately late, arriving a good ten minutes after I knew the group would be gone.

A solitary bike was there. Hers. I could have turned around I suppose and so could she but there we both were.

‘You’re late,’ she smiled, ‘or were you lying about wanting to see me again.’

‘I honestly wasn’t sure.’

‘Fair enough. Neither was I. I’m not who you think.’

‘Nor am I. That’s why people date. To find out about each other.’

‘So I’ve been told. Is this a date then?’ she asked.

‘I guess it is,’ I agreed.

‘Then where are you taking me?’

‘Lunch at the Gardens? My treat of course. We can take the long way or the short way.’

‘It’s a nice day. Let’s take the long way. My roommate and her boyfriend are there.’

We zipped along the quiet Sunday side streets that run through the middle class neighborhoods, chilled by the crisp fall air. I kept pace with her easily. Either I had gotten stronger and faster — quite likely actually — or she was going slower on my account or perhaps a bit of both. The talk was casual and easy and when it permitted, we rode side by side. We’d never done that before and she would look down on me from her mountain bike and smile at times.

I chose not to pry into her life but mentioned my own. I too had lived in Rogers Park. Long ago I had grown up there. Three children and a single mother lived in the two-bedroom apartment. Father dead, we made the best of it I suppose.

‘I was the one everyone laughed at in school,’ I said aloud for perhaps only the second time in my life.

‘You’ve done quite well though it seems.’

‘In some ways, in others no. I found I have a talent. I can work long hours and sense stock trends very early on. By no means perfect, but I do better than most,’ I explained as we coasted to a stop by the bike rack in the Botanical Gardens. We locked our bikes together and made our way inside.

Too early for lunch, we wandered into the manicured gardens, Carol telling me that like myself, she had ridden there many times but never stopped to walk. This time we walked. Somewhere along the path, she touched my hand and held it. It felt just so natural, so right to do I thought nothing of it.

She paused beside some flowers whose name I’ve long since forgotten and caught me looking at her with a very pleasant smile on my face, as if I had seen something wonderful. Perhaps I had.

‘You see something?’ she asked.

‘A very beautiful woman.’

She looked around and seeing no one. ‘I don’t see anyone,’ she said. She was not joking either.

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James Descent into Cuckoldry 5

Summary – Jamie falls completely down the rabbit hole. Previous Story Summary – James and Karen find another friend. Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be of legal age to read this adult story. It is OK to have fantasies but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don't be a dick with other people's lives! Jamie woke up to the sun shining through the window blinds. He was overly warm and found he...

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My blindfold was removed and I blinked, trying to focus my eyes. eventually I focussed and found myself looking into a pair of beautiful blue eyes. The eyes were part of a pretty face topped by a blonde bobbed wig. 'Hi sweetie I'm Joan's friend Sharon' with that she leant in and french kissed me, probing me with her tongue. I tried to resit but was drawn toward her, flicking her tongue with mine. My restraints were ondone and I was allowed to stand. For the firt time I was able to take in my...

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Married official CockSucker I am not gay

What the hell am I doing? A couple hours ago I was just going out for a drink and now I am driving in my car following a guy to his house. I am a married man, 57 years old and as straight as they come. My hands are sweating, I can feel my heart pounding and I am as scared and nervous as I have ever been. It is like the first time I felt up my date when I was 16 years old in high school. Excited, yet scared to death.I have been married for 30 years to a gorgeous woman and we have a great sex...

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BangPOV Brooklyn Chase Busty Brooklyn Chase Fucks Hard For Rent

Brooklyn Chase gets evicted and she’s in total shocked. She’s asked to leave to in the next 24 hours but she begs for mercy. She gets on her knees and begs before she comes up with the bright idea that she should suck the guy off. She tells him that she if she helps him out he can returns the favor. He couldn’t say no to her big tits so he tells her he will pay off her rent if she does a great job. Brooklyn Chase gives him a great blowjob and tit fucking before she climbs on top to fuck. We see...

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I'm going to try and update this story so hopefully it becomes a lot longer. Please help and put in some of your own threads, just keep in mind the characters, etc. Main Characters (Just to help you keep them straight): Jill Knowels: Characteristics: Very popular, head cheerleader, reputation as a slut Features: 5'8, thin, long blonde hair, blue eyes, tan Ria Reeds: Characteristics: Captain of the Lacrosse and Softball Teams, very friendly Features: 5'6, athletic build, short brown hair,...

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THE GROCERY STORE BBW ASS WORSHIP

IT WAS MY B DAY I WAS TURNING 18 AND I WANTED TO HAVE A GOOD TIME I HAD LUNCH WITH MY PARENTS EARLIER AND CHILLED AND SMOKED WITH MY FRIENDS WENT TO A BAR AND WATCHED THE GAME BUT NOW OF THEM COULD GO OUT TONIGHT SO I WENT OUT BY MYSELF I HEARD ABOUT THIS NEW CLUB CALLED THE GROCERY STORE IT WAS A INTERESTING NAME SO I WENT I WAS STILL A VIRGIN NEVER HAD SEX BEFORE BUT IVE ALWAYS BEEN OBSESSED WITH BBW GIRL WITH HUGE ASSES IT STARTED WHEN I WAS 16 I WAS A PIZZA BOY AND I WAS DELIVERING A...

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A guy who longs for his ass to be fucked is afraid of realizing that he is gay, he goes to the transsexual bar and meets a girl who later turns into a shemale, this is when his dream is coming true…Andrew was a very simple guy. He was not aggressive, very quiet and nice. Actually he was not quarrelsome, just a man of peace. But we all know that still waters run deep. Over the past few years, Andrew had longed for being penetrated. Vehemently. He needed to be bent over something and fucked...

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Brother Sister And Me

What the fuck have I gotten myself into?Well, to be precise, you've gotten into Kat. Even more precisely, you've gotten into her mouth, her pussy and her ass – and it's this last milestone that has you – worried? Nervous? Intimidated? What are you now, exactly?A bit of all three, you decide. But it's your own damn fault. When Kat said -“Hey Jim, have you ever been with a man? Sexually, I mean.”“What? No, never.”“Hmmmm. Well, give it some thought. Sometimes my brother and I share a guy –...

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My sexy wife has a secret

My wife, what can I say she is tall and leggy with thick, natural wavey orange red head with beautiful porceline skin and just enough freckles to tell you she is a ginger. Add to that smokey green eyes and thin sexy lips and you can see why people refer to her as Gorgeous Gwen. From the time we started dating my friends all expressed their envy at me landing such a smoking hot piece of ass. She is a freelance writer for fashion magazines and on-line blogs so she is pretty dressed up where...

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Hey guys… This is Rohan… How you all doing!! I had never known that after posting my 1st sex story, I will get more chances like this… So here I am, sharing another story.. Heroine of this story is Sandhya, a damn cute babe who regularly comes to gym and has a figure to die for, which I will tell you later in the story.. Now coming to the story Well, a little background… Sandhya and I knew each other by face since 1 and a half year or so as she was already a member of that gym when I joined it...

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MyFamilyPies Chloe Temple Kyler Quinn Hot In The Kitchen

Chloe Temple and her stepsister Kyler Quinn are fully committed to becoming Internet stars through their new cooking show. They’ve decided to only wear aprons with a bra and panties apiece beneath them since that will give their show a sexy edge. They also decide to ask Chloe’s step-cousin Seth Gamble to help them with filming. Chloe’s mom, Edyn Blair, overhears the girls on the phone with Seth and tells them she doesn’t want them anywhere near that bad influence. The...

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Dog Lovers DiaryChapter 6 Gourmet Pooch

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The Motel

We make eye contact as you walk down the sidewalk at the motel towards me.? You reach out and slowly take my hand.? Sweetly, we grasp hands and feel that first shot of electricity go through our bodies.? A warm sensation begins to travel down my spine and find its way to my pussy.? It begins to swell and become aroused, wet, anticipating. ? We step inside, still seeming so innocent, but knowing what is waiting for us inside.? Coats come off, shoes come off...we start to go further but are...

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A Twilight KnockoffChapter 19

I didn't know where I was at first. My mouth was dry, my eyes burned and my head seemed to contain an entire concert of Stomp. I was lying on a mattress, a fluffy pillow under my head. I could just make out a table and lamp beside me, though nothing looked familiar. Obviously I was in a hotel room, but my memory was a bit fuzzy about the details. I remembered riding in the back of Morgan's Mustang, its engine a comforting rumble as we sped south. I couldn't see anything out of the pitch...

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The SurrenderChapter 3

They stared back at me, black and blue, from the mirror, in the morning; so big that I could not fit them into a bra. I decided to go bra-less for the day, although that was not such a good idea; my nipples, made even more sensitive by the abuse they'd endured, rubbed against my shirt adding to my arousal the whole day. I knew, that day, what it was to feel horny, nonstop. My pussy remained wet the whole day, a new squirt of juice sliding between my nether lips with every rub of my nipples,...

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SRU The Welsh Rings

Hi, all. This is the first story I've ever done for SRU and I have to admit it's something of a surprise - I never thought I'd do one. I hope you all like it. Disclaimers: This story is mine, and don't you go saying otherwise (Except, of course, for Spells 'R Us...). I give permission to anyone with a free site to archive this (you could let me know, if you've got the time). If you think this is good enough to try to charge money for it, you'd better be willing to offer me (and...

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Aria di cambiamenti Parte 3 Rachel

Note from the author: The story is in Italian as I realized it is too hard for me to keep writing in English, but I will probably translate it later on. ---------------------------- Capitolo 3: Rachel Matt sedeva al tavolo della cucina di Steve. Una massa indistinta di capelli viola le ondeggiava davanti al viso ogni volta che si muoveva. Indossava ancora il pigiama prestatole da Chelsea. "Non riesco proprio a credere di aver avuto bisogno di un...

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Accept A Bull

Peter Morton had the perfect life. He was an annuities manager at an investment firm on Wall Street making more money than most people could ever dream of making. He’d made a few sound investments and done some trading that wasn’t really above board but he didn’t get caught and he made a bundle in the process so debt wasn’t a huge issue. He and his wife were empty nesters; their two boys were in college and staying relatively out of trouble, at least not the sort of trouble that would get...

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QueenChapter 3

"Jake, this better be worth it. Do you know what time it is?" asked Cassi entering the bedroom of the mansion and addressing the departmental medical examiner who was kneeling beside the virtually nude body. "Now Cassi," grinned the slightly overweight fifty-four year old, "would I pull you out of bed at two am for just any old dead body?" "It's after three am and I suspect you'd delight in spoiling my chance at a good night's sleep." Cassi didn't add that she and Linda had...

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A Mothers Love I Long Lost Reunion

*HEADNOTE* 100% fiction! This story is a little slow-going in the beginning, but if you give it a chance, you won't be disappointed in the end. Now, enjoy... @};- It had been quite a while since 50-year-old Maureen Worthington had been on a date. After she and her husband had divorced just over four years ago, she had become somewhat of a recluse. She kept herself isolated even from her closest friends most of the time. It wasn't until just a few months ago that those friends had staged an...

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Dancing On Daddys Shoes Chapter 10 The Flood

Chapter 10 The Flood A specialist, Doctor Grant Hennison, joined them about a half an hour after Robert's surgery was finished. He was young, clean cut with bright brown eyes that seemed to flash with life and confidence. He was the type who had his jeans dry cleaned. His hair wasn't combed, it appeared to be sculpted. Kim couldn't help thinking when she first saw him, 'Is anyone in the world really that clean cut?' apparently so. Still Kim couldn't...

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Fireworks With Alice

Francine stood on the flight deck, pulling on the flight suit over her thermal undersuit. The flight suit was a tighter fit than she'd like it to be, she really must cut down on the carbs for a while or she'd have to requisition a new flight suit. Explaining why she needed one when her current one was only six months old would be embarrassing.In front of her was the large bulky shape of her ride for this morning's certification flight.Dryad two was etched on her hull, under a large oak tree...

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The Infection Vector Chapter 1 Jeremy

I have crossed between the poles To me there's no mystery Once a man, like the sea I raged Once a woman, like the earth I gave And there is in fact more earth than sea Genesis (The Cinema Show) Granada Road, Southsea May 28, 1979 Another night. Another cheap hotel. Tomorrow, another day on the road. Putting out fires, that's all they were doing. It never...

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The War of Shields

The world of Edar is torn between three kingdoms, each one powered by steam, blood and fanaticism. The wars of this world are fought by Golems, which are controlled via the mental commands of special individuals, born with the Gift. These Gifted are prized beyond gold or hundreds of common folk. In the Republic of Vinei, Gifted are bought and traded. They are kept in gilded cages, fed the finest wines, and are never let out for fear a rival royal house would steal them away. In the Kingdom...

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Beyond Limits Ch 04

Chapter 4 – Conclusion At the beginning, a break-up is almost like a relief. It feels good to be able to sever and excise those connections that have become diseased and gangrenous and have started choking you and kept you from breathing. A new honesty enters your dealings with your former lover, a new ease and openness, and there’s almost a kind of delirium that seizes you and you run back and forth to her over bridges you don’t realize are already crumbling beneath your feet. She’s so much a...

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My Ex and her sister

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Desperation

Donna Gilbert was desperate! Her husband of thirty eight years had suddenly passed away, leaving her not only lonely, but also extremely frustrated! Mike had not only been a fine provider, but he also made sure that his wife was taken care of sexually at least four times a week, and sometimes more!!! Donna was so used to having her husband's cock in either her pussy or mouth, that well, she just had taken it for granted that it would always be there! Now, here she was, fifty nine years old, and...

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Best of Friends part 1

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Family Passions Ch 02

Chapter 02: Mother Weakens The following morning Billy did not emerge from his room at breakfast time. In many respects Hester was relieved. She didn’t know if she could look him in the eye. She knew her son wanted her in the most depraved way. But also she was beginning to understand that she didn’t know how to control the situation. Her own feelings were confused. She knew this was wrong and she had a duty to stop it. But she also knew that she had allowed herself to become aroused by her...

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MILF gets what she asks for Part 2

The two of you spend some time resting up a talking a bit. You both shower. He teases you during this time. You can barely get washed up as he continually plays with both you clean holes. He then directs you to wash him. Every inch of him. You start with his hair. From there his face, then arms and chest. You move down toward your favorite parts, and he stops you. “Wash my feet, then you move up from there”, he instructs. You do as you are told. As you get on your knees, he places a...

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An affair with my daughter8217s exboyfriend

Hello all, I wanted to share my real incident about being I am sharing this because I can’t say to my family and friends. I am Sushma, 58 years old. I work in a Government organization as a Divisional officer. My husband worked in Indian Railways, and he is retired now. We both married in 1986. After a year, I was blessed with a daughter. Her name is Shreya, and we didn’t plan for a second daughter. I am a fitness freak, and I used to do yoga, walking and, other exercises to keep my shape...

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Camping out to spice up an affair

It's a super hot sticky day...late Friday afternoon in fact. Humidity hangs like a blanket in the air but the sun is finally sinking to the horizon. There’s not a breath of wind anywhere, nor a cloud in the sky,and so even just sitting down doing nothing, makes the sweat trickle off us both. I’m sitting on a log surveying our surroundings and waiting for the sun to go down. Hopefully there will be at least a little relief from the stifling heat.You are opposite me, also on a log. Between us is...

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Suburban Sex

Suburban Sex Every Sunday at 10:00 AM I left to visit Mommy's house. It's a pretty cottage out in the country, nearly an hour's drive from where I live. Beautiful garden in the front, kept perfectly, a postcard image from the 1950s, with climbing roses and wisteria around the robin egg blue front door. Mommy answers the door and looks me up and down, smiling like the cat that's got the cream. I always arrive fully dressed. Mommy likes me as a young girl, about 16-17, with a short...

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Did he just

"What does my lame step brother want now?" I thought to myself as Tommy opened my bedroom door. I was in bed, wearing just a pair of red panties and a blue t-shirt and watching TV. I was laying on my stomach facing the TV at the edge of the bed, twirling a lock of my light brown hair around my finger. My step brother peeked his head through the door then entered and closed the door behind him, not asking for permission. "I'm so not in the mood for him" I thought to myself,...

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Sissy eats the Squirt

A sly grin appeared on her lips, and as it did, a tear of cum escaped from the corner of her mouth. ''Open up, slut.' She commanded. I did, my tongue stretching out as far as it would go and then she spat the cum violently into my mouth and it ended up covering the lower half of my face. Her hand roughly smeared it over my face and then she pushed me backwards so I was back on the floor at their feet. He laughed, pulling her back onto the sofa. 'You're right,' He said, tilting her head so that...

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FirstClassPOV Alexis Crystal Slender Brunette Alexis Crystal Sensual POV Sex

Slender brown-eyed brunette, Alexis Crystal, is a gorgeous tease with a dirty mind. This stunning bombshell in lingerie and latex boots can’t help but masterfully tease Michael Fly while flaunting her perky tits. Not able to resist the urge to have fun with Michael, Alexis reaches out for his big cock and starts giving it a sloppy blowjob. She then bends over on the bed and lets the horny stud bang her tight pussy doggystyle. The gorgeous babe then gives the huge dick a sensual footplay...

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