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Masculine Funk

One Wednesday evening, as I was sitting at the bar in a coastal city that renowned for its humidity, I was enjoying the balmy atmosphere as I sipped on a beer. I was very happy that a colleague had recommended this ‘arty’ area to me.The guest lodge I was staying in was charming, and all the shops and restaurants in Roper Road, as the area was referred to, had a lovely vibe. Of course, of special interest to me was the gay flag that I had observed hanging from the first floor of one of buildings...

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Karen s Mother

Karen’s Mother My daughter Lori only gets to visit me on weekends since the divorce. I rent half a house from a divorced woman with a daughter named Karen that is my daughter’s age. They get along very well and Lori spends at least one night at their house, usually Friday night. Karen’s mother Melody is a fine looking lady too. At thirty-three she is in excellent shape. She runs five or ten miles every morning and participates in marathons too. She looks wonderful in a tight T-shirt...

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Residential Marriage Guidance Aftercare

Residential Marriage Guidance - Aftercare Xxx So, a sequel to a sequel or the third part of a trilogy? The idea for this came to me as I was finishing "Advanced Residential Marriage Guidance" and I just had to write it. You'll probably have to read "Advanced Residential Marriage Guidance to learn the characters and background and get the most from this story. As always, feedback on what you find hot and what is not is gratefully appreciated - same goes for my other stories if...

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Self Administered Aftercare

SELF-ADMINISTERED AFTERCARE By Rhayna Tera, copyright 2020 Warning: If you don't like reading Fiction Mania stories, then stop reading now. Author's Note: None. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. RT MY WEEKEND I woke up wanting to kill someone. I lay on my bed in my...

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Fifteen Minutes With Jared

There was no hint at the start of Abbey’s evening that before her shift had ended she’d experience the fuck of her young life. Dennehy’s bar was its usual dingy self. Clientele the same rowdy bunch of jocks. Atmosphere noisy and on course for drunken mayhem by closing time. The music, however, was a cut above normal. “Who are these guys?” she asked Angelo, that evening’s head-barman. “The Devil’s Rejects,” he called above the din. “Pretty hot!” She poured frothing glasses of beer. “What,...

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Fun with Jared

On the Friday after the party when I met Parker during a psychology class, Jared slipped me a note. It read something like this: I can see up your skirt when I turn around. And if I can see, the lecturer can see too! I like those panties by the way. I just giggled quietly to myself before I replied, Well, at least he is getting a good show! When Jared opened the note, he laughed and then looked at the lecturer. He was trying to avoid our side of the room completely. Jared laughed again,...

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Fifteen Minutes With Jared

There was no hint at the start of Abbey’s evening that before her shift had ended she’d experience the fuck of her young life. Dennehy’s bar was its usual dingy self. Clientele the same rowdy bunch of jocks. Atmosphere noisy and on course for drunken mayhem by closing time. The music, however, was a cut above normal. “Who are these guys?” she asked Angelo, that evening’s head-barman. “The Devil’s Rejects,” he called above the din. “Pretty hot!” She poured frothing glasses of beer. “What,...

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BSC10 Jared Reznik Becomes a DadChapter 37 Phantasms of the Mind

Just as Jared, Gloria and Max were climbing into the car to head home from town Jared’s step-daughter in another part of the town was climbing into her own car to head home from school. Vanessa Benson had done all she could at Pahrump Elementary school with her sixth grade class in preparation for tonight’s celebration. She had thus left them in the hands of her assistant teacher so she could go home and get physically and mentally prepared herself for the evening. She wanted to read over her...

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Careless Fun

Her long hair fell over her shoulder as she reached to fumbled with the stereo dials. She pushed it away with an awkward flick of the head and started moving her body carelessly to the pop music flowing from the speakers. She glanced at him. ‘I missed you,’ she said softly. Referring to the seven months she spent several states south. ‘I missed you too.’ He replied, keeping his eyes on the road. ‘What’s wrong with you tonight, you’ve barely spoken a word since you picked me up. Have some...

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Three Square MealsChapter 103 To a Father Growing Old Nothing Is Dearer Than a Daughter

“John...” the soft voice murmured, penetrating his subconscious. “Lilyana wants to speak with you...” He opened his eyes and found himself looking up at a dazzling view of the stars, the crystal dome in the Observatory so clear he could have been floating out there in the black. The next realisation was that he was buried under a pile of girls, with his ravished harem sprawled over him on the oval bed. They’d all been especially loving and affectionate after the orgy, wanting to be as close...

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The Stuff of Nightmares

A second kick knocked out the window. The supervillain’s fist reached out. Her segmented bracers ran the rim of the pane to clear away the burrs and shards that had been left behind. She swung out of the warehouse before the glass had shattered on the concrete walkway below. She was a blur of cloud white, soulless black, and wine red. The glass shards crunched under her armored boots as she dropped the story and a half to the ground. “Wrong exit, criminal,” came a loud, authoritative...

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My Little Pony of Mares and Donuts the Holes That Need Filling

The tawny coated Earth pony slept deeply. Her fiery red mane was spread all over the pillows and her lengthy tail emerged from the rumpled bedding. A gentle whinny of a snore sounded regularly as the bedroom door slowly opened. "This will never do." said Sunflower Meadows as she entered her friend and employer's bedroom. "Wakey-wakey!" she called as her horn glowed. The curtains parted, letting in brilliant mid afternoon sunlight. Pay Dirt groaned. "You're fired!" she said for perhaps...

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Caring Carer

**I was 43 and divorced with two grown up sons, living on my own in a comfortable flat in the city. I had always wanted to be involved with youngsters in some way and when a vacancy opened up for a Carer, I jumped at the chance. After police and reference checks, I started work three weeks after my final interview.** Having found my way around the home, I settled in very quickly, getting to know the boys and girls, and starting to make friends with both them and the rest of the staff. My...

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Male Carer Gives Well Hung Patient A Handjob

After a few years flitting from one job to i needed to find another career and decided to train to be a carer the money was poor but it was a stable job and after a few redundancies I knew I'd never be out of work. Ill be honest I didn't really fancy it at first but the hours were steady and it was secure, and when I saw the smiles I brought to some of the old people I looked after, I soon got over the hard work and initial messy and uncomfortable situations that the job brought with it....

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Frank The Carer

Copyright© 2003 Since I was unemployed and had about as much prospect of getting a job as a snowball has surviving in hell. I took the task of carer for my old great aunt. It wasn't that she was ill she was as healthy as a horse and pushing eighty years old. It was she didn't like to stay in her house alone at night since my uncle died. Aunt Molly was a pain in the arse; she was one of those women who complained about anything and everything. Since my great uncle died she has told everyone...

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