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“Promise not to fall in love while you’re away?” Lana asked as she wrapped her arms around me. “I’ve told you several times already,” I snapped at her. I had begun to get more than frustrated with her. “This is just a business trip and nothing more, besides I’ve never been the type to just fall in love,” I said. She held on a little longer before she finally let me go. We kissed one last time and then I was off. As I walked down the runway I waved good-bye. She waved back animatedly. One look at her and I regretted letting her get on my nerves. Quickly I ran back into the waiting area and gave her a quick kiss. “I love you, ok? I’ll call you when I get there.” I turned around and left. I knew she was probably gonna start crying and I couldn’t bear to see that. After I settled into my seat I thought about what she’d said. Why was she so worried about me falling in love with someone else? She knows I could only love her, now falling in lust that’s a different story, I thought. Falling in lust was something I did on a regular basis and this trip would be no different. I settled in and enjoyed the flight, in just a few hours I would be in sunny California. The plane landed as scheduled. Luckily it had ...

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The first cock I ever sucked belonged to a girl named Lindsay. It was my senior year of college and I’d been accepted to an internship at a large radio station in Boston. My enthusiasm for the internship diminished considerably when I realized all I would be doing was monitoring the station’s computers every night from 2 to 6 am. Needless to say, I didn’t quite finish that particular assignment. So, rather, I filled up the late nights and early mornings of my four months in Boston doing… far more interesting things. I came to the area with just one friend; everyone called him ‘Eggy’. He had been in Amherst earlier in the previous year ‘hiding out’ with my friend Bob. You see, Eggy was something of a local cocaine czar, and through that profession, he had established many contacts in the local club scene, and also made a few enemies. It was the latter that urged him to travel a couple hours away for a few weeks. In the little while he was around, we all just came to love the guy, and he felt the same about us. We brought Eggy into our little, mild, social world and we showed him a depth of friendship, and a comfort in appreciating the ordinary, that I don’t think the guy had ever known before. So when I looked him up when I got to Boston, he was more than eager to bring me into his little world here, just as Bob ...

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I was doing some handyman work in the local area and there was one particular lady that called me all the time for the smallest of jobs. Could I change a light bulb or could I move this and that. But she paid me and that is what my job is all about. She called me one really hot day and said the pool cleaner was not working. I went over and checked it out; it was a simple fix but the pool looked so inviting. I emptied everything from my pockets into my toolbox and went back to check the pool cleaner again. She asked if it was fixed yet and I told her it just needed another adjustment. I leaned forward to grab the cleaner and fell (on purpose) into the pool. As I came to the side of the pool she asked if I was ok and to come inside and get out of my wet clothes. We went inside and she told me there was a robe in the spare bedroom I could change into. I got out of my wet clothes and put the robe on; it was a tiny sheer robe, which barely covered my arse, and then I went back outside. I had left my wet briefs on and told her as long as I was wet I may as well use the pool. She said I may as well as she didn't use it anymore. I dove in and enjoyed the refreshing water ...

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"Blue-eyed boys are always getting me into trouble," she said in a sultry voice.I smiled, as I looked into those warm brown Latina eyes, so soft yet full of mischief."I'll be back in a sec guys," said Tracy as she got up from the table and headed towards the ladies room."Jack," said Mike, the cook I was relieving, "you need to be careful with Tracy, her name used to be Tommy.""I know Mike," I replied, "we met last night."Yes, that was when I met Tracy. I had worked the evening shift at the truck stop and as I walked home through the park, I overheard an argument coming from a wooded area. I decided to investigate and soon saw a big guy standing over a woman that was trying to get up off the ground."I'm gonna mess you up bad you faggy bitch," he roared as he grabbed a handful of her blouse to pull her up by while he drew back to strike her.Without thinking, I launched myself forward and grabbed his fist with one hand, jerking him back. As He spun towards me with a snarl, I drove the heel of my palm into his nose as hard as I could. He fell backwards with a thud and I quickly kicked him in the nuts for good measure. He groaned loudly and curled into a ball as I turned to help the lady up. As I helped her brush off her clothes she thanked me profusely. Turning, as I ...

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I had just got home from another quiet night doing the rounds of this exclusive guarded estate (I am the security guard here) and decided to freshen up before bed. I slipped off my skirt, blouse, stockings and bra and head for the shower. As I stood under the streaming water washing off my make up I thought of the new guy who had just moved into the estate. While I was doing my rounds last night he was out jogging and as it was a warm night he was only wearing a pair of very tight shorts. We nodded to each other and as he went past me I turned and watched as he jogged past and peeved at his cute bum in those tiny shorts. As the shower rinsed my body I felt my cock harden and thought about the new arrival. The more I thought about him the harder I got. I removed the flexible showerhead from its stand, turned the water on full and directed the pulsating water onto my cock and balls. It was too much for me and moved the showerhead around to my arse directing the stream straight onto my hole cumming within seconds. I dried off, put on a satin nightie and went to bed. I slept for a few hours but the sight of the estates newest member had made me so horny I couldn't sleep any longer. As I lay there on my back I kicked the covers off and ran ...

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I had been talking to John online for months - I met him in a CD chat room and we progressed to swapping emails and pictures and then going on webcam. After three months of webcam we had seen just about everything there was to see of each other - me always dressed for him and him often undressed for me!When he asked me to meet him I was scared but it seemed the right thing - we already knew what we each looked like and I trusted him. So I said yes and then panicked for the next three days.We arranged to meet in a car park in the Ashdown Forest near where he lives at 2:00pm on Thursday. But I was up at dawn showering, shaving, creaming and doing my makeup - I think I was ready by about 9:00am so I spent the next couple of hours dressing and undressing, trying on this, then that, outfit.Finally, I settled on a silver top and black skirt that I knew he liked, especially as it only came to mid thigh. I matched it with my favourite black undies - lacy bra, thong and matching deep-cut garter belt - and black stockings and four inch shiny court shoes. My hair was shoulder length, curled at the ends and matched my natural blonde hair as well. My make up was the best I had ever managed and my lips were glossy and red. I looked a picture! Then into the car and ...

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I rang a masseur I had heard of and asked if he could come over tonight, as I was feeling rather tense. He said he would be over in a couple of hours. I thought, great I will have time to shower and shave. I spent ages shaving my legs, pubes, underarms and my bum. I put on plenty of moisturizer all over my body and sat down to enjoy a wine and put a DVD about shemales on. He arrived right on time and knocked on the door, I slipped on a short red satin robe. I opened the door and showed him in to where the massage table was. He excused himself to go and wash his hands and I stripped off and lay face down on the table with my semi erect cock pointing down between my legs. He stood at my head and poured oil on my back and started to rub down my back and my arms. This was relaxing. He then moved down to the other end of the table and poured the oil over my freshly shaven legs. He commented on the DVD that was showing and he seemed to like it. He started with a hand on each ankle and started to slide upwards and then back down again. Each time he moved his hands up my legs they would go ...

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“Mom you don’t understand and I can’t talk about it, but trust me it’s something that can’t be helped,” Erica explained to her mother. “Honey you’re not being very understanding.” Erica just rolled her eyes and pulled the phone away from her ear. Her mom had no idea what was really happening. She thought her marriage was breaking up over something trivial when in reality it was over the fact that her husband preferred to sleep with other women if you could call them that. “Ok mom, I will try to talk to him and work this thing out,” she answered. Once they hung up she was relieved. Her mom, Mrs. Conservative, would never understand what she was going through. She wasn’t sure herself. Erica knew she should be hurt and disgusted but more than anything she felt relieved like she had been given another chance. She always wondered why her husband didn’t want to sleep with her. It had gotten to the point that they were sleeping in different rooms; they really had turned into roommates. If only he had been man enough to tell her that he preferred chicks with dicks, they could have gone their separate ways a long time ago. That’s why she was really mad. In reality Erica had only gotten married to get out of her parents’ house. She didn’t love Jim, not at first, maybe she never did. She felt affection for him but ...

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I was a security guard at one of those flash Guarded estates where nothing exciting ever happened. My job was to patrol the estate at night on foot. I had taken the job to get away from the city and start afresh where no one knew me. I slept during the mornings and stayed inside my little house on the estate only going out at night to work. I love dressing up so when I was cleaning I would put on a little French maid’s outfit or sometimes just stockings and high heels; it felt so erotic. I hardly ever saw anyone as most people stayed in at night except for the odd person walking their dog. We would just say hi to each other and keep walking. Most of the people here were in there thirties about half married and the other half single and as I said mostly stayed in at night. So tonight I thought I would wear my other uniform, dress, blouse and medium heels. I had taken extra time to get ready for tonight, showering, shaving my whole body and putting makeup on, painting my nails then slipping on my stockings, dress and blouse, leaving my panties off so I could feel the night air up my skirt. It was nine o’clock and as I sauntered out the front door I felt excited. For the first two hours I didn't see anyone but I still felt excited. The first person I saw was Gloria, a thirty-year-old ...

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The Dinner Guest – Part 2

By Tiffany Woods

It all seemed to have happened very quickly since John had arrived home with our dinner guest. His best friend Rob, who unbeknownst to me had been looking at John’s videos and photos of me ever since we had first started “courting” on web-cam, was stuck in a deeply frustrating marriage and had told John how much he envied John’s unrestricted use of my t-girl charms. And now here I was, at John’s command, giving him what he had been missing for so many years. As I knelt on the couch, my little black cocktail dress pushed up around my waist and my tiny thong pulled aside, I felt my beloved John spreading my ass cheeks and slowly driving his thick tool deep into my waiting girly hole. My head was poised above Rob’s half naked body as he sat on the couch, my mouth just inches from his excited and rampant cock. I felt Rob’s hand on my head pushing me down, and, as John gave a final hard drive that embedded his luscious weapon deep inside me, the force of his thrust was enough to push me down the last few centimetres. Suddenly, Rob found his cock inside another’s mouth for the first time in many years. He tasted salty and sticky, his pre-cum already moistening his cock-head as my wet tongue licked around the top of his shaft. Concentrating just behind the ...

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