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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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"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 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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Nana moved in to the apartment next to me for about a year ago. She was stunning. Mature, tall and voluptuous with long red hair. Always in high heels and seemed nylons. Always with a little too much make up. And a lot of perfume. We didn't talk that much in the beginning. We would meet in the staircase and she would smile to me and whisper a little "good day". One Friday evening I was coming home with this lamp I had bought. When I was trying to find my keys the lamp slipped and dropped to the floor and made a huge noise. My neighbour's door opened and there stood Nana with a frightened look on her face. "Oh my God, are you ok?" she said. "Yes I'm fine, sorry if I scared you." "Oh, that's ok, just glad you didn't get hurt," she said with a lovely smile. I went through all my pockets to find my keys. No keys. I had locked myself out. One of my friends was keeping an extra key for me, but he was out of town until the next day. "Well, it seems like I have locked myself out and I cannot get my extra key before tomorrow." I looked at her. She was gorgeous. She looked like a woman from the fifties in a classic cut dress, red with white polka dots. Her legs were covered in light grey nylons with seams - and red high-heeled pumps. "Poor you, and now ...

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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 managed to force myself free. I slammed my back against the cubicle door and I looked into her eyes. She was beautiful, amazing eyes, great face, nice pair of tits and a great body. She stood up, pulled her tights thong and skirt up and calmly walked by me touching my crotch and winking at the same time. I was in shock; the girl that I liked for a while was a dude. I was worried that if she told my friends they would think I was gay and my life would be over. I quickly ran out of the toilets and back to class. As I walked in Stacey smiled nicely at me winking. I could hear her friends laughing. “You were long Mark.” “Yes miss, I was getting a stain out of my jumper, miss.” “Ok Mark, sit down.” As I sat my bum was in pain and I found it hard to write. I started to sweat and on many occasions I turned to look up her skirt and her tanned legs but I had to stop that now because I knew what she was a guy. I looked at my friends and they just smiled and looked back at me. That night when I went home I was still in shock. I started to question my sexuality and my future. Questions started to go around in my head. Then my phone rang, it was Stacey. The text said: Hey thanks for today it was fun. Sorry ...

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I have always been straight. I have a wife and kids and me and my wife have always told each other our secrets but there is one that she doesn’t know about. I was in my 4th year in high school and I liked this girl. She was a very pretty looking girl but she never seemed to have a boyfriend. She used to always wear a nice pair of tan colored tights at any chance I could I would look up her skirt to see a little pink thong and those beautiful pantyhose. One day, sitting in class, the girl asked for the toilet pass. I suddenly rose to my feet and also asked the teacher for the toilet pass. The teacher replied, “well both of you can share the pass.” I knew then that it was my opportunity to talk to her. So we were walking down the hall when I broke the silence by asking, “what have you been up to this week?” She replied in a really sweet voice, so we started to chat. When we finally got to the toilets she went to the ladies and I went to the gents but as soon as she was in the toilets I slowly went in to the girls. I looked under the doors to make sure no one could see me and then I saw her, she was pulling down those tan pantyhose. I instantly got a hard on and then she looked down. Shit! She had ...

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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 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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