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A Chance Encounter While Shopping 3 SIDE BAR
This was supposed to be the final installment of this saga. But as I got into the depth of the story, it began to take on a life of its own. All I can say is I hope everyone enjoys this. It has also opened my mind up to some other things I may try to write. Smiles, and I hope this is received well. Please feel free to comment on this series. I would like to hear what people have to say. Thanks...

In 1985 I was 33 and still working as a rather long-in-the-tooth beach lifeguard. I never had much ambition and most lifeguards my age had either moved on to real jobs or were in supervisory positions. I still enjoyed the red trunks, white towers, blue ocean, and looking at all the brown 'Beach Betties', aka hot chicks in bikinis. I had saved a few people in my time and had built up some job security, with my experience and reputation offsetting my age. At 33 I was not quite the chick magnet I was at 20, bu...

All you read here is true. Only the names are different to protect our identities.
This was to be a different weekend spent with Sharon compared to our normal time spent alone together. As is our norm, we had planned in detail the 4 days we were to be together, but this weekend included visiting my daughter and sister....

Note: This is a work of pure fiction and none of the names link to anyone I know personally.
As the sun rose, the bright light hit my face while I was resting peacefully. Getting up in bed, I felt a slight discomfort in my groin area which I lifted my blanket to look at my already, flat caged cock, except now the feeling also penetrated inside my cock, "Wh-what.... oh jeeez this feeling...." I said, already panting with excitement for whatever those two had in store for me. I grabbed my phone to look at ...

Maria stood in the kitchen over the warm stove slowly stirring the pasta sauce over a low heat. Marco came into the kitchen from his day at the office following the aromas of garlic, tomato sauce and spices. The kitchen dinette table was set, and the Chianti was poured... breathing and waiting.
"I'm sorry to be late, Maria." He kissed her cheek and gently rubbed her ass cheek. Then patted her twice and sucked her earlobe."...

Episode 2: Basheer Ahmad -- Tryst with Lust Abroad
Part : 1
Soon after Murtaza left Delhi, I started my third year in college. Not finding relief for my newly awakened senses, I was out of sorts all the time. Even my mother noticed and asked me if I was ill. Unable to confess, knowing what I was missing, I sought relief in squash and horse riding. I also had two separate brief encounters with two Hindu boys during this period of restlessness. The fumbled groping which ended in " lusts labor lost" was ...

She knew her company always had these HR Conferences out of town. This made things so much easier for the departments to get real business conducted because no other interruptions would interfere with an off campus get together that wasn't inter-departmental. This was why she knew it would be the perfect encounter....

"What's a Pego?"
Tonight, I am feeling especially horny. Not for any special reason. Maybe it's a chance alignment of the Moon and the stars, or just the summer air spilling in through the open windows coupled with the scent of wild flowers and freshly mown grass that's lingering on a cool breeze. Maybe that what's making me go all tingly in my lower regions....

Prologue
The blond sat on the edge of her bed, a shapely leg crossed over the other, her petite frame wrapped in a white, terry cloth towel. Having just had a shower, her damp locks were strewn about her pretty head. Checking her phone she hoped to see a message, and was slightly dismayed when it wasn't there. Suddenly, a familiar ring tone did sound, but not the one she had wished for....

To Feel Wanted Part 2

Chris was trying not to throw up. He had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, or more accurately, with his cock in his best friend's mom. They had been at the end of what was going to be the first of a few orgasms in their planned marathon sexy time when they heard Nat and then saw her crouched outside his door, watching them fucking like animals....

WARNING: This chapter contains a mention of thoughts of suicide
Author's Note: I've begun the process of writing the next part of the story later in the semester. It's slow going but it's happening. Like i said there will probably be some delay after chapter 8 but I hope you'll bear with me.
I love checking my feed and seeing how many people are adding the story to their favorites, and seeing all the votes and how many people have read it. I was really unsure going into this how it would be received s...

Chapter 56
I woke up alone on Thursday, thinking about India's lips, which caused my cock to continuously throb as I got ready for her to come over. After taking a shower and dousing myself in cologne, I sat in the recliner and did nothing for over an hour until I heard the front door unlock and India walked in. As soon as she entered, I stood at attention. She looked me up and down. "You look like you've been ready for your walk for a while."...

On the way home that night, Charlie said to Krista, "God, that was fun!"
"I loved it!" she enthused.
"I wonder if it would have even happened if Donna had been there with us?"
"Hmm... now that's an interesting thought!" Krista hesitated and then said, "Would you have liked that?"
Charlie smiled, "Probably, but the bigger question is could you two handle it?" They pulled up to the curb in front of her house; Charlie turned to her and said, "What do you think?"...

Recently I've really been in the mood to go down on someone, but the opportunity hasn't yet presented itself. So I'm indulging the urge through writing instead.
This is, mostly, a true story.
"You're cute," a low voice said, right in his ear, warm breath tickling the side of his face. He turned in her direction and looked directly into the brightest blue eyes he'd ever seen in his life, cold and deep like ice floes, lined with smokey grey wings that faded as they swept up and away from the corners. So...

Author's Note: This story was inspired by a writing prompt from the Author's Hangout. Thank you, Nightscream89. Hope you enjoy it. The couple is working on spicing up their sex life, so the stories will get spicier as the series continues.



Prologue



"Good afternoon, Gloria, Dan, welcome. Have a seat and tell me what brought you here."...

Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 3 Chapter 97/29: Two Outcomes One Winner
The class was boring, and I tried not to think about the task I set Tracy. I wondered if she would discover that Jake was wearing a cage. I would probably lessen the punishment I had in store for her if she did. But if not, I couldn't help the smile that split my face open as I wrote notes for the class....

I was never really interested in guys or sex. I had lots of guy friends, sure, but I never thought of them as sexual prospects. I tried masturbating a few times, but found it overall uninteresting. When I was younger, I tried dating here and there, and had a couple disappointing sexual experiences, but eventually decided it just wasn't for me....

Disclaimer: All characters, names, places, scenarios are fictional. As this is a continuation of My brothers wife I strongly suggest you read part one first.
As usual those expecting perfect grammar and punctuation, I suggest you don't read any of my efforts.
A who is who of the characters for you,...

The night had been dream free and I slept like a fucking rock after having sex with Annie. I woke the following morning feeling invigorated and ready to tackle the day, even though it was the day we were headed back home. Back to reality. I wasn't particularly sad to leave yet I wasn't overjoyed to head home either. The weekend had been something out of a fever dream, or previously compared-to porn flick and would forever live in the recesses of my mind where I hid it away shamefully....

Author's Note
In 1971 the State of Michigan passed a law that lowered the age for the purchase and consumption of alcohol from 21 to 18 on January 1st 1972. In retrospect that seems short-sighted, but at the time a common complaint was "I'm old enough to fight for my country, buy a car, get married, and so on, but I can't have a beer?" Soon leveler heads prevailed and the drinking age was raised back to 21. I mention this so that the reader will understand how a high-school senior could have a drink with...

A Colleague Becomes More

I met Brad when he started a job where I work. I didn't really pay him much attention, since he was married. We went to lunch together, sometimes with a group, occasionally just the two of us. After he had been there about three years, Brad and his wife decided to get a divorce. Brad moved out into a hotel. He was really taking it rough and asked if he could call me at home; I gave him my number. That night, Brad called and we talked for a while. He asked if I would come see ...

The Second Challenge



Again, they decided to open the message simultaneously.
Phone sex challenge: While separated (different rooms is good enough), talk dirty on the phone to each other while you each masturbate to orgasm.
"Well, we tried that once, when you had to go to Chicago on that business trip."...

The French Apartment - Chapter 6: The Line
Sixth day in Paris, overnight.
I tossed and turned for hours, unable to sleep. The covers gently raised and lowered beside me as Claudine sighed, peaceful and asleep.
Thoughts of my new life here kept flooding my head. I replayed the days over and over, getting hornier and more awake as I lay beside Claudine. The more I thought about the last week the more my memories seemed to belong to someone else entirely. I nestled against Claudine's back, hoping that...

She'd been my boss a few years.
Gaby was kind, generous... and divorced. She'd only had one kid from her marriage, and there was a warmth to her that many found endearing.
She'd also struggled not to let it show how bad she wanted me. Her eyes were dark brown, she was 52, and had a taut physique with just the right amount of padding from playing tennis regularly....

Split Tree Resort Remodeled 04
[It's the Saturday of the resort's big Speed Dating event in the Community Hut, where Coo-Coo actually works, if that hasn't been mentioned yet and the lobby is all abuzz with men and women who have no business attending a Speed Dating event because most of them already have a tan line on their ring finger, but the Split Tre Resort doesn't judge.]...

The Crack in the Frame
The air in the living room hung heavy with the sour tang of stale beer and unspoken rot, the kind that seeps into a marriage after too many silent nights. Ben slumped on the couch, the cushions sagging under him, a threadbare blanket twisted around his legs. It was his third morning here, exiled from the bed he'd shared with Kara for two years. The sheets upstairs remained crisp, still holding traces of her favourite Tom Ford perfume--hers alone now. His eyes burned, gritty from sl...

It took me a laborious minute to follow the half-hidden trail down the rock outcropping to the stream below.
Early this morning, Lisa texted me that she had a surprise hideaway she wanted me to experience. After a couple of months of dating, she knows me well. I drove the ten miles to the rendezvous point she texted me. Three days had passed since I last made love to her. To say that she was in my thoughts was an understatement....

When I was seventeen, I meet a girl that I feel in love with the instant, I laid eyes on her. We only went out for a few months before she started seeing someone else. Due to my shyness, my heavy involvement and sports and lack of a car. Kay meant the world to me and losing her broke my heart. But as luck would have it, I found out that Kay's boyfriend couldn't take her to the prom at the end of the year. He graduated the year before and was caught sneaking booze into his prom. So, he was banned from any sc...

We almost didn't go. One of our kids was sick, and it felt wrong to leave. But Catherine convinced me--it was one night, and the babysitter would call if anything changed. Since she was seven months pregnant, I decided not to drink. If we needed to leave in a hurry, I'd be ready.
The wedding was beautiful--one of those grand hotels in Cork, full of charm and warmth. The ceremony was lovely, and by dinner, we were seated with a group of couples around our own age. We hit it off with one pair in particular...

Paris, 1882.
All morning the unidentified man in the hansom cab had waited patiently across the street from the house of Baronne de Montclair on Rue Chatelaine until the baronne left for his office. He waited another half-hour before knocking on the door. A servant answered. The man instructed the servant to hand-deliver the mysterious package only to the baronesse without delay and tipped him generously to ensure his compliance....