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It was a beautiful sunny day in late August in New York City. I am a tourist and you are showing me your city. We browse the shop windows in the Soho district, eventually wandering down a tree lined street. I never dreamed that New York City was so beautiful. Even the bustle of New Yorkers pressing past does not impede on my pleasure. Nothing could improve upon this moment as I commit the picture of it in my mind.

I turn to look over my shoulder at you as we walk along the New York street, we are hand in hand and the sun is warm, yet there is a cool breeze gently blowing. The sounds of the city surround us as we stroll along the sidewalk, I sort of walk in front of you as people often do when weaving against the flow of New Yorkers doing whatever it is that they do.

You tug my hand and pull me back to you and into your arms. You look down at me with your blue green eyes and I am mesmerized. My breath catches even as my gaze travels from your amazing eyes to your lips. It is in that moment that I know you will kiss me.

You hands slid around my waist, to my lower back, I can feel the fingers of your hands as they spread out pulling me steadily to you, pulling out bodies into contact. Our stomachs touch first, then our hips, and our chests. My hands slide up the fabric of your shirt to rest on your chest. I look again into your eyes, but only for a moment, as our lips touch, then my eyes drift softly shut.

At first the kiss is soft, like many we have shared throughout the day. Our lips part and our tongues intertwine, playing that ever familiar teasing game of cat and mouse. And then something changes. I’m not sure what it is, but I can feel it deep down inside my soul, this kiss is different. This kiss is the kind that sears the soul, if one allows it to. That is the key, for a moment you stand on the edge of a chasm, if you open your soul and step over the cliff you will fall and you do not know what is at the bottom.

Hovering at the edge of my mind this fleeting thought, and then the choice is made and I surrender myself. As I slide down deeply into the void, the world softly slips away from me and my mind begins to spin. The feeling is akin to slipping down into a pool. But not any pool, in this pool, each drop is pure dreamy pleasure. I can feel the liquid tendrils curl through my mind, down my spine, and somehow making it almost impossible to stand. I am glad of your arms supporting me. A momentary though of whether you are affected the same way tickles at the edge of my mind, and then that too is gone.

As we continue to kiss, I feel the pull of this pleasure more strongly with each passing moment. With each and every breath in and out, expanding and collapsing my world into a single thought, a single indefinable desire. Draining all thought and consciousness down to a single indefinable point. It is like a soft caress in my mind, or a whisper, to faint to hear. The pulling sensation builds deeply down inside my mind, opening to the possibilities, the dark delight surrounding me, spinning me down deeper, and I revel in it.

This kiss has become the world to me. Nothing else exists. It is the center of the universe, a sun so bright, its pull so unyielding that my “self” is eclipsed by its radiance. All awareness of self disappears as I feel myself slipping deeper into your spell, the dark rapture of my mind captures me and I savor in my submission.

And then it is over. I struggle to open my eyes and look into yours, and I wonder if you realize the effect you have had on me. My mind shutters as the rest of the world comes crashing back into full reality. Once again I feel people around us, brushing past, paying little or no heed to us beyond finding a way around the block in pedestrian traffic that we pose. You hold me for a moment or two, looking down into my eyes. Then you take my hand in yours again and turn so that we can continue our stroll along the sidewalk in New York hand in hand.

I do not know how long that kiss has taken me away. I look around and see that the world is unaffected by our kiss, but I know, that I am somehow irreversibly and forever altered.

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Kissy Kat was the CB handle of a lovely young lady I dated back in the hay-day of CB radios. We dated frequently, maybe too frequently. She was twenty-years old, and as cute as they come. She was 5’2" tall and slightly plump. Her extra weight contributed to her wonderfully oversized tits, tits that I loved playing with. She had shoulder-length blonde hair that was silky to the touch and always smelled like flowers. Kissy was a gentle lover that liked to be screwed slow and easy. That is, until...

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I have been married to my husband for a bit over three years and a while ago he brought up the idea of us being in a threesome with another woman. I know the idea sprang from a talk we had while making love, I had told him that I found the female body attractive and on occasion had wondered what it would be like to be with some very attractive women I had seen from time to time. Now my husband thinks I am beautiful, me I’m not so sure about beautiful but I do know the opposite sex finds me very...

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We entered the outmost orbit of the Dover System ten hours before the deadline. Har-Hi who stood next to me sighed. “I wished it would have taken longer. This is what I am born for, to be aboard a ship and roam the stars’”. I felt the same way and agreed with him, saying. “Me too.” The doors opened and Wetmouth stepped through, taking her seat behind the small science station at the rear of the bridge. I observed Har Hi who acted as the OPS officer of our little crew dedicating sensors...

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