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Alex’s cock was so big that he could move his hips back eight inches or
more and still leave a good two or three inches stuck fast in her cunt.

Shirlyn gasped and moaned deliriously, spreadeagled on her back across
her employer’s desk, her naked body glistening with sweat, her legs
spread wide on either side of his hips. Alex stood between her forked
legs, his hands on her luscious, swollen breasts, squeezing them and
toying with her rigid nipples as he fucked her slowly and unhurriedly,
running his cock deeply in and out of her cunt with long, measured
thrusts. Shirlyn groaned and cried out, her pretty face flipping from
side to side. The fine gold chain twinkled around her long neck, the
metallic glitter alluringly sensual against her golden smooth skin. Alex
grunted as her hot, wet, tight cunt convulsed on his eleven and a half
inch long, two and a half inch thick penis. She was a delightful fuck,
young and eager and hot, randy as hell. She arched under him, moaning
obscenely. Slowly, he flexed his buttocks and squeezed his cock into her
cunt. The breath rattled from her throat and her body arched on the desk,
her mouth jerking open, her long neck craning back as the huge penis
crushed into her tight channel.

“Oh uhhhh OHHHHH uhhhh Ohhhhh yes uhh yes uhhh oh god sir oh god uhhhh
OHHHHHH!” she gasped.

“C’mon, take it! c’mon, you fucking whore! take my cock!” he growled,
pushing deeper and deeper into her slit.

His coarse words excited her, especially from him, usually so genteel and
refined in his speech. Shirlyn whimpered, writhing ecstatically as the
enormous, searing hot penis surged relentlessly into her flesh. Her
breasts filled his hands and he squeezed them hard. Bending over, he
kissed her roughly, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.

“Come on, bitch! say you want it! Let me hear it!” he rasped.

“Oh god uhhh yes!” she cried, her fingers scrabbling at his thick,
powerfully muscled shoulders. “Yes! Fuck me, sir! Fuck me hard! I want
it!”

He chuckled softly. “That’s better. Come on, bitch, take it!”

Abruptly, he whipped his hips back and forth furiously in a rapid,
pounding rhythm, snapping them sharply at the waist. His cock pistoned
brutally in and out of her cunt, ramming in hard. The breath shot from
her throat and she cried out, her face contorting in a rictus of lust,
her body bowing steeply.

“Ohhhhhhh uhhh hanh uhhhh OHHHHHHH!” she called.

“Yeh take it! C’mon whore! Take it! Take my cock, you whoring bitch! Take
it all oh fuck yes! C’mon yes take it all!” he cried.

Faster and faster he went, pillaging her flesh, plowing and thundering in
and out of her convulsing cunt channel. The young girl gasped and cried
out as the enormous penis plundered her soft, wet, tight cunt without
respite. He kissed her again, slipping his tongue in and out of her mouth
erotically. His body was hot and hard over hers, his hands squeezing and
pumping her gorged breasts. She writhed and thrashed under him, her
shaped fingernails scrabbling at his powerfully muscled shoulders. He
swung his hips abruptly in vicious churning arcs, entering her cunt from
all angles, making her gasp and cry out as his thick, rough-skinned,
clean-shaven cock-shaft mashed her throbbing clitoris. Her hips bucking
and heaving and writhing under his, Shirlyn orgasmed violently, gasping
and mewing as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed over her. Alex
kept moving rapidly, fucking her like one possessed, till her orgasm
ebbed. He held himself in check without effort and slowed his motions,
straightening over her and smiling down.

“Good cum?” he murmured, sliding his hands down her body, gripping her
slender waist and rocking his hips gently to and fro.

“Oh god,” she whimpered, her hands on her breasts, lifting and squeezing
them erotically, her body jerking slightly with his thrusts. “Oh god yes!”

“Want more?”

“Yes! Oh yes, sir, please yes!” She couldn’t have enough of his fucking.

He chuckled softly and slipped his cock out of her cunt, making her gasp
at the release in pressure.

“Turn over,” he grunted. “I’ll fuck you from behind.”

His twenty-two year old receptionist and secretary groaned and, staggering
off the desk, her legs trembling, turned around and bent over it, her feet
on the floor, her forearms on the desktop, her buttocks raised and cleaved
open. Alex took his cock in his hand and slowly pushed it between her
buttocks and between her unfurled, daintily hair-rimmed, wet cunt-lips.

“OHHHHHH uhhhh! OHH uhh oh ma uhhhh OHHHHH!” she cried, her head jerking
up, her face twisting and contorting as the huge, hot, hard penis surged
powerfully into her flesh again.

Shirlyn was very pretty. She had a fine, straight nose, a small, sexy
mouth with moist lips, slightly chubby cheeks and an oval face with a
pointed chin. Her eyes were large and deep brown, slightly hooded, rimmed
with dark kohl. Her skin was fair and creamy smooth, the colour of sunlit
gold, without a single blemish, unmarked even by the fine down that Alex
so disliked in women. Her neck was exceptionally long and slender and
elegant; she wore a thin gold chain around it and small studs in her
lobes. Her hair was silky and short, tied in a neat braid that hung just
below the nape of her neck. Her body was delectable. The long neck led to
full, high, ripe breasts with a fine cleavage and sharp nipples in small
aureoles. Her belly was firm and flat. Her hips flared neatly to rounded
buttocks. Her legs and arms were slender and smoothly turned, with slim
ankles and wrists and elegantly shaped hands and feet.

She was wearing a truly ugly dress when Alex summoned her into his
chamber half an hour earlier. He eyed it in distaste and she hesitated,
uncomfortable under his disapproving gaze, suddenly self-conscious. The
fabric had a fake leopard-skin pattern, deep ochre with dark splotches.
The garment hung below her knees, its only saving grace that it was cut
well, contoured to her body, accentuating the full thrust of her breasts
and the nipped-in waist and the flare of her hips. The dress had a deep,
scooped neck that showed her splendid cleavage with her gold necklace
nestled against her golden skin. There were four buttons down the front.
Her feet were in low sandals.

“Yes, sir?” she said softly, her eyes not meeting his, fiddling with her
stenographer’s pad and worn pencil.

He stood up and came around the desk. The top four buttons of his shirt
were undone. Her eyes slid involuntarily to the breathtaking expanse of
his sexily hairless, deeply cleaved chest and she felt a quick stab of
excitement. He was an extraordinarily sexy man. He was devilishly
handsome. His face was rugged and masculine, clean-shaven and
square-jawed. He had dark, deep-set eyes, a wide, clear, intelligent
brow, a fine, straight, strong nose and full lips. There was sexy cleft
in his chin. His cheeks were lean and hollowed, his dark hair thick and
full, brushed back. His body was incredible. A thick, bullish neck led to
sprawling shoulders that bulged with muscle. His chest was deep and
cleaved, the pectorals thick and heavy with small, dark nipples pulled
wide and low on either side. His belly was flat as a washboard. His torso
swept in a savage, tapering V from his shoulders to his high, lean hips
and narrow waist. His buttocks were firm and taut and his arms and legs
were thick and long, rounded with enormous bunches of muscle. It was the
sculpted physique of a gymnast or a body-builder in peak condition and
she knew that he spent long hours keeping it in immaculate condition.

But most incredible of all was his genital endowment. Even limp, his
penis was gargantuan, fully ten inches long, nearly two inches thick,
uncircumcised and ridged with thick, bulging veins. Erect, it swelled to
an eleven-and-a-half inch magnificence, nearly two and a half inches
around, as big as any other man’s forearm. It was an organ that befitted
a Brahma bull or a stallion. His balls were thick and heavy and low and,
she knew, full of an awesome load of jizz. He had phenomenal stamina —
he could fuck a woman for hours on end without tiring before he came, and
he could come repeatedly. Few women had been know to outlast him.

“Strip.” His voice was quiet and sexy, a baritone rumble. “I want to fuck
you.”

Shirlyn’s eyes danced with pleasure. She had been one of his lovers for
several months now. She had a natural aptitude for sex, which she had
indulged since her mid-teens. At twenty-two, she had already fucked more
men than most women did in a lifetime. But of all her lovers, Alex was by
far the finest.

She set her notepad and pencil on his desk and, her fingers trembling,
fumbled open the buttons of her dress. It peeled off her breasts. She
wore nothing under it and her breasts bounced free, her nipples already
stiff with excitement. Slowly, she lifted her dress, crossing her arms as
she pulled it off her head. Like all the women who serviced his seraglio,
she wore no panties either. With a quick jump of pleasure, he noticed the
first dewdrops of cunt-juice on the soft, dark, tempting delta between
her lovely legs.

“Suck my cock,” he commanded.

Shirlyn drew in her breath, moistening her lips eagerly as she stepped
forward and sank smoothly to her knees before him. He waited, his hands
light on his hips. With a soft moan, she unbelted his trousers, flicked
them open, drew down the zipper fly. His trousers peeled open, slid down
to his ankles. His enormous, limp cock bounced out and her breath was
already warm on it. She took it in her slender fingers, jerked it
tenderly, felt it quiver and quickly slipped back the thick foreskin and
wrapped her tongue around the bulging cock-head.

Alex grunted softly, his belly rippling with pleasure at the delicate
sensation. Her lips parted and her tongue continued to dance around his
cock-head as she jerked it eagerly with one hand, fondling her big breasts
with the other. He put a hand on her head and pulled it forward to his
crotch.

“C’mon bitch! Suck!”

With a loud moan, squeezing and crushing her breasts with one hand,
Shirlyn opened her mouth wider and slipped her lips around his cock-head.

“Mm, yeh! That’s good! Suck it hard, bitch, c’mon!”

The twenty-two year old felt dizzy with excitement and lust. His cock was
magnificent, thick and heavy in her mouth and between her lips and teeth
and under her frantically roving tongue. It swelled and grew steadily as
she worked it, growing hotter and thicker and heavier and harder and
longer, growing and growing and growing, filling her mouth and distending
her face so that she could barely hold his cock-head and a bit of his
shaft in her mouth. He fucked her mouth unhurriedly and steadily, rocking
his hips back and forth, moving her head to and fro with one hand, the
other arrogantly on his hip, his head bent to watch her. Her lips shone
with tangy pre-cum gunk that spurted lightly from the slit in his
cock-head and she swallowed it greedily, its tangy taste driving her wild
with lust. She grew hotter and hotter as she sucked and sucked and licked
and licked and her head rolled from side to side, ran up and down the
length of his enormous shaft as she scraped her teeth delicately over it,
dipped under his cock as she sucked his balls gently, flipping her tongue
at the enormous orbs with a wicked cunning. Alex grunted, feeling the
heat build and spread in his groin.

On and on he went, fucking her mouth with deep pleasure, slowly
unbuttoning his shirt and letting it hang loose, and decided to cream in
her face. He came suddenly and without warning when she had his cock-head
deep in her mouth. Shirlyn gasped, gagged, sputtered and then opened her
mouth wide, moaning in pleasure as the heavy flood of thick jizz spurted
endlessly into her mouth and down her throat, filling and flooding it,
overflowing the moist, hungry cavern, dribbling down her chin and neck.

Whimpering, she jerked his cock, and he kept coming, spattering her face
and breasts and belly with his gunk. At last it petered out and she
groaned and caught the last few delicious dew-drops of his creamy jizz on
the tip of her pointed tongue, swallowing them lasciviously. His cock
remained rock-hard and burning hot, as she expected and, slowly, she took
it in her mouth again. He fucked her mouth for several minutes more
before he pushed her head away and pulled her to her feet.

“Get on the desk. On your back. Spread your legs, whore,” he rasped.

She obeyed eagerly, and he fucked her tirelessly for nearly twenty
minutes and she had one orgasm after another, each harder and sharper
than the last. His cock was incredibly big and hot and hard and he used
it in her flesh with awesome prowess and skill and dexterity, forcing
waves of pleasure over her.

Now, bent over on her front, her buttocks writhing and swaying, Shirlyn
moaned and gasped, rocking back and forth as Alex fucked her relentlessly
from behind. His huge cock surged in and out of her cunt in mesmerising
strokes, rocking her body with tidal waves of pleasure as it crushed her
sodden cunt-flesh and mashed her gorged clitoris. Her breasts jiggled and
wobbled as she lurched under his thrusts, her cunt convulsing greedily on
his pistoning penis. He crushed her breasts in his hands and bent over
her. She turned her face over her shoulder to his, her lips parted, her
nostrils flared, her lovely eyes hooded and he kissed her hard, thrusting
his tongue into her mouth.

“C’mon, whore, take it!” he grunted, tonguing her ear, his fingers
pinching her rigid nipples and sending flames of lust shooting through to
her cunt. “Take it, you hot bitch, take it!”

“Ohhhh uhhh yes! Ohh sir yes!” she gasped. “Fuck me, sir, fuck me hard!
Ohhhhh uhhhh yes, that’s it! Shove it in, sir, shove it right in! OHHHHHH
uhhh yes, there! Ohhhh that’s so good sir, yes! Fuck me harder, sir yes
OHHH yes OHHH ma uhh Oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma OHHHHH!”

She hissed in pleasure, her tongue arching over her upper lip as he moved
faster and faster, his buttocks flexing and unflexing rapidly, his thighs
slapping at her buttocks and cannoning off her flesh, his hips snapping
and jerking as he pistoned and pounded and plunged and rammed and reamed
in and out of her feverishly, the heat building inexorably, undeniably in
his own loins. She orgasmed violently, her fingers scrabbling at the desk
top as the waves crashed over her, swamping her and he groaned at the
sudden, sharp convulsions of her tight, hot cunt on his penis, the hot
flood of her cunt-juice flowing over his cock. Hungrily, he rammed his
cock deep into her, drawing a broken, rattling gasp with every thrust and
then, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her buttocks, he buried
himself in her hot, clonic flesh and exploded. Beneath him, Shirlyn
whimpered, her body twitching and lurching at the tiny explosions from
his cock-head as the seed in his loins burst into her flesh in an endless
flood, jet after jet of stinging spoot spurting into her cunt, his hips
twitching at her soft, creamy, curved buttocks.

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This incident happened a few years back but it was sooo enjoyable. It is about a trip with a cab driver who took me for a ride ( or i rode him) and how we had a great time. Well i guess you all know i am a CD and i travel often to places. I usually cross dress when i am alone in my hotel room. So i was on a trip to chennai and booked into my hotel and called my client to confirm meeting time for next day. They told me next they were not available due to some urgent work out of town and will...

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In The Depths Of Central India

Hi everyone, thanks for all your feedbacks to my first sex story, I didn’t expect such amount of response, being new to this genre of writing I was amazed with the passionate readers and interaction has helped me to come so close to emotional and artistic involvement of people here. This intense conversations and loving feedback has got my mind so soon to write down second story which wasn’t planned anytime soon, hope you people like and get involved in this one too. Keep me feeding with your...

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road trip in INDIA

I am from INDIA and for my indian freinds i have added hindi text and english too............well as it happened i had to go out of town for some work and since i was travelling alone in my car i carried my bra n panty with me. i had to go to delhi and i got free around 9 pm and i started the drive back to my place abt 3-4 hrs drive on the way ii stopped on the out skirts of Delhi on a dark road and went behind bushes and wore my bra and put soft cloth pads in it then i wore my lace panty and...

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A Final Night in India

I have spent many months practically living in India & having my fun there. From spring to the early part of summer I was having a time of my life & there was no way the fun was going to stop. Daddy was making the best of it, yanking my hair & blowing him in his room's walk in closet. Suckling & licking the shaft of his wrinkled, veiny cock. I was not holding back because I knew I was going to miss my indian daddy when I boarded on the areoplane. That whole day my best friend...

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Shaping our plans to start Escort Service in India

We were cash-strapped those days. My elder sister Amrita was that time doing her textile business. She was twenty seven, but looked young enough for people to think she is my younger sister. She was athletic, slim and tall. She carried herself well; dressed elegantly and was very beautiful with lovely thick silky hair which fell below her shoulder. She had a sharp nose, full lips, a well defined chin; and large eyes. However, her striking feature was her figure. Though petite, her body looked...

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My trip to India

Note : This story is completely fictional! Let me first start off by telling you that I had one of the biggest craves for my aunt. During summer 2004, I decided to take a dad would go on business trips, and she loved looking after me. When I reached home in India, everyone was surprised to see me because I had grown quite a bit from the last time they saw me. I hugged everyone, talked a bit, washed up and changed to some comfy clothes. The time was around 6:45a.m. when I had arrived there. So...

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Secretarial Duties 2 Party with the Boss

“Mr. Krushank, you wanted to see me in your office?” Patricia smiled as she said it, knowing that it was she giving the order.“Er, yes, Patricia. You don't mind me taking you away from the party, do you?” Krushank covered his surprise nicely. He stepped away for the group of employees with whom he had been talking, taking his drink with him.“No, Mr. Krushank. I'm sure the party will survive without us for a bit.” Patricia smiled demurely at her willing accomplice. Patricia led the way to...

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Secretarial ServicesChapter 8

Dear Diary: Jun 29 — On Friday Joe called me to his office and quizzed me about what I might have said to Val. He didn't explain but I'm sure she must have accused him of screwing me and then after she saw me she backed off. Anyway for a change I babysat for them and didn't have sex with either one... or even see and hear them having sex. My period started last night. But it was a successful visit. As soon as the kids were in bed I got into Val's private file and found her photo...

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Secretarial Duties 4 Entertaining a Client

“Todd, hold my calls,” Patricia walked quickly into her office, trying to hide her excitement. She set her purse and briefcase on her desk and sat down. She was still flushed and trembling. What an exciting morning! Patricia rocked back in her chair, reflecting and trying to calm herself. She couldn’t believe she’d actually done it! Just thinking about it gave her butterflies. “It must be Dr. Schmidt’s influence,” she thought. “The hypnosis. He’s made me bolder. I like that. I’m having more...

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Secretarial Duties 4 Entertaining a Client

“Todd, hold my calls,” Patricia walked quickly into her office, trying to hide her excitement. She set her purse and briefcase on her desk and sat down. She was still flushed and trembling. What an exciting morning! Patricia rocked back in her chair, reflecting and trying to calm herself. She couldn't believe she'd actually done it! Just thinking about it gave her butterflies. “It must be Dr. Schmidt's influence,” she thought. “The hypnosis. He's made me bolder. I like that. I'm...

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Secretarial Duties 3 Conditioning Patricia

Patricia arrived at her office at little early, planning to complete the several reports she had due before the weekend so she would have both days free. She and Bill hadn't seen much of one another lately, Bill being occupied with his new job and the required travel. Patricia was hoping to make up some lost time together this weekend. She had been occupied, too, but only partially with work.First, there had been Barry, Patricia's erstwhile superior. Barry had tried to **** Patricia by...

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Secretarial Duties

[with thanks to my muse]“Wow, babe! You look really hot! Are you trying to seduce your new manager?” Bill looked up from his eggs and eyed Patricia. “Want some coffee, hun? Maybe got time for breakfast with me? Before you go hit on Mr. Krushank.”Patricia was wearing heels, a short, tight skirt, and Bill's favorite low-cut top. He didn't know it, but she also had her best pearls in her purse, along with black Wolford stockings, her travel sized vial of Cartier Baiser Vole, and a small...

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Secretarial ServicesChapter 2

Dear Diary: Dec 3 — From the way Joe looked at me yesterday he knows I've watched him screwing Val. But the main reason I'm writing tonight is to tell you I got a surprise. Val called and we're going out together tomorrow night. She and Joe have an agreement that he can go out with the guys on Tuesday and she gets to go out on Wednesday. Gotta rest for a late night I guess, G'night. Dear Diary: Dec 5 — It was a late night but Val had to leave before midnight. She said Joe was easy to...

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Secretarial ServicesChapter 4

Dear Diary: Jan 30 — It's been a long week. Joe has been away on a business trip to Head Office so I haven't had a chance to find out how he'll treat me after stealing my virginity. (Ha!) And now that I've been fucked by someone other than my big brother (and my boss's wife if I include lesbian sex) I'm hornier than I've ever been. Damn! Bill has to get rid of that bitch Evelyn so we can live together and I can have his babies. Val called today and asked me to sit for them tomorrow...

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Secretarial ServicesChapter 5

Dear Diary: Feb 6 — I hate him and I wish I could quit my job but I need the money. I made a huge mistake on Tuesday when I let him take me to dinner. He can act so nice and I believed what he said. He made me feel beautiful (which I know I'm not) and it was the classiest dinner I've ever had. I know I kind of cheated him by making him think he got my virginity and he certainly seemed to appreciate it or maybe he just felt like he was a winner. And I'm sure he still believes he was my...

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Practice Squad

"Hi, Emma," Eli greeted when his younger sister came home. He only looked away from his videogame long enough to verify it was her. "Hi, Eli." Her brother was two years older. Eli immediately knew something was wrong. His sister looked happy and perky instead of moody and annoying. "What's up?" "I've decided to join the Practice Squad when they have sign-ups." Hearing that was enough to make him pause the game. "You can't do that!" "Why not?" "Because ... because you're...

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Soccer Practice Clarinet Rehearsal Anal Practice

Soccer Practice. Clarinet Rehearsal. Anal Practice. Ballet Recital. Dinner. Homework. It’s 4:25pm, and she’s still lively as she trots to the van. How I admire her youth. Had I gone through a full day of classes only to follow up with an intense soccer practice, I would already be physically spent. But not her. And the day is only half done. She hops into the backseat, a huge smile on her face with sweat and grass stains on her side. This was her favorite activity of the day. Maybe second...

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The Worlds First Futa 04 Futas College Cheer 1 Futas First Naughty Practice

Chapter One: Futa's First Naughty Practice By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April 17th, 2047 The moment the talk show went to commercial break, my young wife, Sharron, bustled out from backstage already hiking up her skirt. She still held my panties in her hand, having stolen them from me two breaks ago, leaving my futa-cock to tent my skirt. “Two minutes,” the producer said, a young man with his hair dyed and spiked. “I'll get her off in two minutes,” Sharron said, her...

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Whoa Jason Attends Cheer Practice V

Jason Attends Cheerleader Practice Wednesday afternoon Sharon called. “Jason, would you like to attend one of our cheer practices? The coach said it was okay, and I can point out which girls claim to be virgins. You can tell me which girls to bring to your place Friday evening.” “That sounds like a lot of fun. I'll be there.” An hour later, Jason was sitting in the auditorium near the floor as Coach Russel got ready to put her girls through their routines. Coach Pam Russel...

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Learn Throat fuck instructions for daily practice

Willing wind playersWhat the hell are willing wind players? One thing is for sure, it has nothing to do with brass music and instruments from flesh and blood are blown. Especially blood, thick, long, bulging erectile tissue with a magnificent acorn on top. At the end of the brass concert the reward for the wind player squirts out of the groove at the tip of the acorn, and she is swallowed hard. So: Blaser = woman willing to blow, whose (by no means not exclusive or primary) sexual preference...

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Soccer Practice Clarinet Rehearsal Anal Practice

It's 4:25pm, and she's still lively as she trots to the van.How I admire her youth. Had I gone through a full day of classes only to follow up with an intense soccer practice, I would already be physically spent. But not her. And the day is only half done.She hops into the backseat, a huge smile on her face with sweat and grass stains on her side. This was her favorite activity of the day. Maybe second favorite.There is no time to wash the earthy smell off of her as clarinet rehearsal starts in...

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A Practice Kiss

We are fraternal twins. Jacques is, by three minutes, my younger brother. We're both thirteen. His namesake is that famous Frenchman; our parents being marine biologists and having met the man many years ago, naturally named my brother after him. I'm plain old Betty. Go figure. Our folks being scientists spend a lot of time at work so my brother and me are left alone together a lot. The two of us are very close and always share everything. We live in a two story house. Our folk's master suit...

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Practice Makes Perfect

Practice Makes Perfect Coffee isn’t really my thing. I say that a lot, and it’s mostly true, even though I stop to pick up a latte on my way to work, every day, at the same coffee shop. Sometimes I sit in the coffee shop on the weekend too, just to get out of the house while I work on a few things, using their wireless connection. But really, I’m not big on coffee. I guess it’s easy to think otherwise, but I never have more than one a-day. Well, two a day, at most. The best thing about...

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Tennis Practice To Semi Sex

Hi, all today I am here to narrate a sexstory which took place recently. I am Ramya 18 years of age and 32 24 33 are my stats and 5feet 6inches in height. If you like my story and feedback As I play tennis a lot and I started playing tournaments now. This is a story which started on the tennis court. One day, after the practice, my coach praised me and asked me if I am ready to train with boys so that it can improve my gameplay. I agreed and he told me there is a new student from another...

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MILF make me Practice

As a eightteen-year-old jock, I had male hormones that were always out of control. I quickly learned the art of self-pleasuring since it seemed every high school girl I tried to date, would not let me get past second base. Then, Pam Burton came along.Pam was twice my age, plus a few, but that didn’t stop either of us from striking up a serious relationship that started out by pure happenstance. Pam’s son was on the same football team as myself and so I kind of knew her from a distance, seeing...

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Summer Football Practice

I'm the bad girl who loves the ballers. I love sports, I love hip-hop, and I love the boys that do both. When I got to college last year, the first thing I did was find out how to get student tickets to the football and basketball games. I had to support my team, and if I could meet the boys, even better. Ours is a big school and I never did meet any that first year, but just as final exams were ending, I saw a flyer in the student union that grabbed my attention and didn't let go: the football...

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Art ProjectChapter 3 Practice Practice Practice

The day I was dreading finally came. Professor Leitner called on me in Lib Arts seminar. “Arthur, what are the principles of good communication?” he asked. I panicked. Be clear. Be concise. Leave room to respond. I had them written down somewhere in my sketchbook and if I could find them, I could read them to him, but my heart was beating in my throat. “Professor Leitner, if I may...” Kendra started. She was sitting right beside me. “No, Kendra. I understand your concern, but this one is...

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The Practice Bed The nurses want me in it Why

THE PRACTICE BED ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan March 2003The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ...

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Whoa Did That Really HappenChapter 5 Whoa Jason Attends Cheerleader Practice

Wednesday afternoon Sharon called. "Jason, would you like to attend one of our cheer practices? The coach said it was okay, I can point out which girls claim to be virgins. You can tell me which girls to bring to your place Friday evening." "That sounds like a lot of fun. I'll be there." An hour later, Jason was sitting in the auditorium near the floor as Coach Russel got ready to put her girls through their routines. Coach Pam Russel was in her late thirties. Though she was nearly...

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Practice

"Ooops!" Sandy said as she retreated into the hall, "I thought you were still in bed." Bob was seated at the kitchen table with his back to the hallway door. At the sound of his cousin's voice he turned. "Still in bed," he asked, "At 9:30 ... why would you think that?" Sandy was mostly hidden behind the door frame. "Well uh ... your bedroom door was closed, so I just assumed -" Bob's parents had recently relocated to another city and Bob had moved in with Sandy, (his cousin), and...

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Basketball Practice

Hey my name is Lachy; I am originally from a country town in Australia. My dad got offered a new job in the city so I have just moved. I am 18 and not very tall (bout 5’7). I have brown hair, tanned skin and blue eyes with an average body. I am very insecure. Not emo though just an average 18 year old, that’s been persuaded to exercising more from my friend Josh. Josh is shorter than me and has a little bit more muscle than me too. He is the common sports man, footy in winter and Basket ball in...

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