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Enjoyment The smellOf binding glue,Of paper,Of ink,And ofThe occasional leather coverThrills me.The words excite me,Take me to other worlds...And send me unto their limitsUnrestricted. The touch of water,Of air,Of only the possibilityOf the second skinThe bathing suit provides,And the odd occurrence ofNaked discoveryHands me a rushSo completelyUncontrollable...The need to flaunt my nakednessArises moreAnd more.Like an addiction...So sweet...So harmless.... The taste of the adrenaline,The serenity...The feel of lips on lips...Of the hugOf their handsSends me into ecstasy...Of the mind...Of the body...Of the soul...

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It was a dark and damp January morning in Sussex, England, and the orange glow of the formidable grey street lamps shone bright illuminating the light drizzle that began to fall. In a small box room, in a small mid terrace house, an alarm woke 24-year-old flight attendant Kate Michaels from her erotic dreams. Sleeping on her stomach like she always did, her long auburn hair was strewn across the pillow, her slender tanned arms cradled the downy silk. Wrapping her soft tanned legs around the Chinese silk duvet, Kate turned her head, her eyes slowly peeking at the bright face of the clock, momentarily thinking of her schedule before realising that today she was flying to Goa. Ten days in the Indian sunshine, just what a girl needed, she thought, as she turned her tired body on to her back embracing the feel of the soft duvet.She slid her small hand over her tummy and rested it just above her womanhood. Almost in a trancelike state, she parted her thighs slightly and moved her hand lower, feeling the warmth and smoothness from her beauty treatment. Covering her mound, she spread her fingers whilst parting the soft folds of her lips, relishing the touch. No time to play, she wickedly grinned as she kicked the duvet off and went to shower.Now sitting on the bed, wearing the obligatory white bra, Kate dried and braided her wavy, shoulder length, auburn hair. The young air hostess applied ...

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I sat on the edge of his bed, not sure what to think of my new husband. We’d only met that afternoon and already I wondered what was wrong with the man. There was nothing at all familiar or kind about him. His features were strong, and his face lacked any hint of happiness, unlike me, whose laugh lines at nineteen years old were the most distinct characteristic I had. I’d waited for this day for as long as I could remember. My mother had not prepared me for what I would experience tonight. I heard the water turn off in the bathroom and relaxed as I realized he was finally getting into the bath he had drawn. It seemed like an eternity that I lay there, wondering what our first night together would be like. I closed my eyes and wondered if he would gently move a stray curl from my face, to better look into my eyes. I shivered as I imagined him slowly untying my robe. I could almost feel the silky fabric expose my nude breasts, the cool September air hardening my nipples instantly. I leaned my head to the side, giving my fantasy husband easier access to my neck, imagining him planting delicate kisses there to entice me further. There she lay with her robe untied, rubbing her hard nipples and massaging her swollen clit. She moaned quietly. I couldn’t help but moan in ...

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Soft light and the presence of,The impossible.Your arms and the feeling of,What I only dreamed.Your words soothe the storm inside,Quiet the voices,That used to fill me with dread,Free to love again.

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Being both a doctor and a nurse may seem like a tough task because not many people can do both, but I make it seem effortless. My name is Kelly Thompson and I am both a medical doctor and a registered nurse with the Medical Center of Toronto in Ontario. I've been a doctor and a nurse for eight years with a degree in nursing and a MD. My jobs may be hectic and challenging, but they are worth it. The pay maybe good, but just helping people get better is rewarding and satisfying enough. I'm admired by patients and colleagues alike. I was even given a nickname, "The Medical Multitasker," because not only am I a doctor and a nurse but I also give CPR lessons at the local Red Cross.One day, I had a patient resting in a hospital room after having survived a motorcycle accident. His injuries weren't life threatening. All he had were a broken arm, a few scrapes, and some broken ribs. His name was Thomas and he was from Montreal, Quebec. I came into his room as a doctor to show him the x-rays and keep him company. He had brown hair with one or two blonde highlights. Luckily, he didn't have head injuries because he wore his helmet while riding his motorcycle. Thomas would look at me with his sparkling blue eyes and at smile while I kept him company. He would give me compliments, tell me about himself, and all. Then a few ...

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My wife (Jenna) and I are your average late thirties couple with two exceptions. The first is that we don't have any children, which was not by design, and the second is that we are swingers. We enjoy our freedom and love to experiment sexually. We have been successful and my wife is still very attractive. She is 5'8” with short blond hair, deep blue eyes and a great shape. I'm 6'5” with red hair and green eyes and we both work out at the gym. Jenna wanted to try a new Mexican restaurant in town.We went to the restaurant and it was packed so we decided to go to the bar. You could hardly move, as it was so crowded. In fact, the guy next to us knocked over his beer. He apologized and offered to buy us a round. He introduced himself as Vic and his wife as Lily. Vic was an average sized guy, probably 5'10”. Lilly was a small petite Asian woman, probably 5’. The conversation was very light but both had a great sense of humor so they were very easy to talk to. Since it was so crowded, we decided to take the first available and it was a table for four. We asked Lil and Vic to join us.During dinner, the conversation turned to business. Vic stated that he was in real estate and Lil was an office manager from an importing firm. I turned to her and said that sounded interesting. She said ...

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Jamie and I had been through a lot together in the year since we met. We’d shared our life stories, our families, our ups and downs, even a woman. When she broke up with her boyfriend a few months ago it was mostly at my urging. He wasn’t the right guy for her to be spending the rest of her life with. He could find the time and money to fly up to San Jose for hockey games, but couldn’t make the time to call her or to visit her at school. Every time she tried to talk to him about their problems he found a way to make her feel guilty.Being her friend, and being someone who had tried and failed at a long-distance relationship, I knew what she was going through and I did my best to help. Unfortunately in the process I had also fallen for her and it scared me. I had never fallen this hard before.When I was home over Christmas, we had spent an amazing two weeks together. We had cuddled in my bed watching movies and hockey games, spent a couple nights in my parents’ hot tub, and we’d even found the courage to play with each other. The problem was Jamie wasn’t over Steve yet and even though we were practically dating while I was home from school, we didn’t actually start dating. Her feelings for him were still just too strong.I came back to school in January knowing that I wasn’t really ...

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Teaser As the muffled sound of the vibrator’s humming filled the room, Vicky fell on me. She covered my mouth with hers and moaned loudly as she ground her pelvis into mine. The female felon must have buried the vibrator deeply into Vicky's pussy and left it there.
Introduction
This is the fourth story in the Matchmaker Bandits series and takes place immediately after the third story in the series, "The Great Estate Robbery". You do not have to have read that story to be able to follow the plot of this story. In fact, it is written in such a matter that it could have taken place during any Matchmaker Bandits job.
Now for the standard BS:
Those of you who have never read my works before will find that most of my stories are long on plot and have a plot-to-sex ratio between 75/25 to 85/15. So, if you don't like a lot of plot, you might want to skip to the juicy parts; they won't be too hard to find.
I am not nor do I claim to be a professional writer and, despite my best efforts, I have not been able to find and keep an editor. Therefore, I can promise you that you will most likely find errors of one kind or another in my stories.
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Jamie and I had been through a lot together in the year since we met. We’d shared our life stories, our families, our ups and downs, even a woman. When she broke up with her boyfriend a few months ago it was mostly at my urging. He wasn’t the right guy for her to be spending the rest of her life with. He could find the and money to fly up to San Jose for hockey games, but couldn’t make the time to call her or to visit her at school. Every time she tried to talk to him about their problems he found a way to make her feel guilty.Being her friend, and being someone who had tried and failed at a long-distance relationship, I knew what she was going through and I did my best to help. Unfortunately in the process I had also fallen for her and it scared me. I had never fallen this hard before.When I was home over Christmas, we had spent an amazing two weeks together. We had cuddled in my bed watching movies and hockey games, spent a couple nights in my parents’ hot tub, and we’d even found the courage to play with each other. The problem was Jamie wasn’t over Steve yet and even though we were practically dating while I was home from school, we didn’t actually start dating. Her feelings for him were still just too strong.I came back to school in January knowing that I wasn’t really ...

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For all the joy you bring to methat makes me smile justfor youI am thankful;sitting hereAwaitingBursting with joyunusually quiet, contemplating themany wonders that you bring to me.Loathing the thrill of anticipationindeed I want you now!Come to mekeep me satisfiedeternally satisfiedrest within me

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She must have been at least forty. I didn’t get a close look at her face because of the dim lighting and overactive smoke machine, but I saw enough to know. Bleached blonde hair fell onto her tanned shoulders and back that wore dark freckles from sun-damage. Her long neck showed the familiar signs too, but her petite body was tight and attractive in her short, black, silky dress and the way she threw herself about told me she was fit enough. Three or four of the lads from the stag party I was with were fooling around with her on the dance floor and I could see they were getting drawn in by her antics. The guys were of varying ages, shapes and sizes, but were all dressed like me: shirts and ties, some still in jackets… and all with a noticeable bulge in their trousers. She backed into their crotches as she wiggled her arse, wrapped a lithe leg around another’s waist as she hung from his neck and then pulled his face into her plunging cleavage. Then she did a limbo and sank back onto the flashing coloured-glass squares that made up the floor, edged slowly, rhythmically through the legs of a very tall guy, dragged her tongue across the tight material of his trousered balls as she did so. The black dress was almost around her waist and only a slender black thong hid the sweet prize between her taut, bronzed thighs. She had a crowd now ...

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I'd been on Plenty Of Fish for around two months, met a few fellas, when this hot young Port Macquarie lad, Shawn, sent me a message. We started talking on MSN and organised to meet up the weekend coming up. I was kinda nervous but he wasn’t the first I’d met online and probably wouldn’t be the last.
I drove to Port on Saturday morning, met a tall, slim, dark headed young man. He took me into his house. We chatted. I got the tour of his house, met his animals and snake.
Nighttime came, we ordered pizza and began watching Talladega Nights. He snuggled close to me and we began kissing.
He was feeling my tits up and starting to breathe heavier. I looked down at his shorts and saw a bulging knob half way down his leg. His cock was waaaaaaay bigger than I'd expected.
He removed his boxes and I knelt on the floor between his legs. I took his huge hard cock in my hand and ran my newly pierced tongue up his shaft. I slowly rolled my tongue around his cock head, then I slowly slid as much of it into my mouth as I could. Shawn let out a low moan as I moved my tongue around his shaft in my mouth. I took a deep breath and swallowed the rest of his huge cock.
After about 5 minutes of me deep throating his giant member, he grunted ...

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It had been a terrible , the weather, which was supposed to have been wonderful, had been overcast and really depressing. It had got really cold, which here in Spain is not normal, even for the end of September. But more than just the weather, things really hadn’t worked out. I had planned a sort of fun romantic weekend with Sylvia, a weekend that would have… should have led us to more than the friendship we had been enjoying up till then.
She had come down from Saragossa, where she studies journalism, to stay the weekend with me. We had met there when I had attended a conference and coincided with her. At the conference we had hit it off immediately and had had a lot of fun. The conference had been a bit of a drag but she had volunteered to show me the fun side of Saragossa. Now she had come to Barcelona to allow me to return the favour, but the foul weather and other things had really cast a shadow over the whole weekend. Finally on the Sunday afternoon I had gone with her to Sants station by Metro to put her on the train back home. We were waiting in the station, both of us quiet and a little down. There weren’t too many people about and we had about twenty minutes before her train came in. I remember she was dressed in some dungarees, quite loose on her ...

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Introduction What would eventually become the first Matchmaker Bandits story was originally named "Accidents Will Happen: The Great Train Robbery" and was actually the third story in a series entitled "Accidents Will Happen". The series was supposed to be comprised of stories about couples who find themselves in positions where they accidentally end up making love (not an easy task if I say so myself). Still, I managed to write two other stories in the series. They were entitled "Accidents Will Happen: Sweet Revenge" and "Accidents Will Happen: The Rehearsal". "Accidents Will Happen: Sweet Revenge" was the story of a man and woman, sharing a house with their lovers, who come home to find the two in bed together. After the couple kicks out their unfaithful exes, they decide fake a sexual encounter and broadcast it via a private internet feed to their former lovers. Fate, however, has other ideas and turns what was supposed to be a revenge video into something entirely different. In the second story, "Accidents Will Happen: The Rehearsal", a couple of longtime, childhood friends are trying one last time to launch their acting carriers. They finally get the break they are looking for and receive parts in one of those late night erotic TV movies. Everything is fine until they get to the love scene. They are so awkward together and the scene so bad that the director threatens to fire if they ...

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Me and my fiancé of a week were shopping in the mall doing that thing where we make a list of everything we want as wedding gifts... basically a bunch of crap we’re never going to use. We had spent at least a couple of hours wandering Macy's looking at dishes and beds and such. I was bored and admiring how damn sexy Eric looked examining different types of cutlery. I was starting to get horny and suddenly an idea came to me. "Let’s do something dirty..." I whispered in his ear. He looked up from the forks smiling."Like what babe?" he said smiling."Let’s head over to the clothing section. I wanted to look at some lingerie." I turned around, gently swiping my hand over his crotch, feeling the already growing bulge. I picked out a few bras and matching thongs, a pink set from Victoria’s Secret and a lacy black set from Calvin Klein. "I think I am going to try these on.""Should I meet you in there?" he asked smiling."No, I'll call you when I need you...Why don't you try these on," I said, pointing to a man thong."Come on babe, I don’t need those," he said, his face turning red."Then I guess you won't be joining me," I said turning to enter the dressing rooms. He picked one up and followed me in.The lady working the rooms was about 30, tall, pretty and thin. I asked her for the large change room on the end since it ...

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As the pilot announced the final descent of his flight to Jacksonville, Patrick sighed and thought, at last I’m here. He smoothed his clothing, grabbed his carry-on, and walked to the luggage carousel.As he grabbed his suitcase he turned and there she was. Just as he dreamed a hundred times before, she stood there, a vision. She was dressed in a simple, elegant and sexy black dress. His heart beat faster and his palms grew sweaty.He dropped his luggage and closed the distance between them. Patrick wrapped his arms around her and pulled Carol into a bear hug. At the end of the hug Patrick lifted Carol in his arms and spun her slowly.The first kiss was deep and intense. Patrick felt his surroundings melt away as he could only see, smell, touch and taste Carol. He kissed her again and this time their tongues met in a deep soul kiss. Patrick held her hand as they walked to her car.Patrick thought of all the things he wanted to say to Carol, but he was so overwhelmed he was speechless. As she headed towards her home, Patrick rubbed Carol’s thigh softly. Patrick’s fingers eased under Carol’s little black dress. He soon realized that she was wearing no panties.Patrick then remembered what he promised Carol. In slow and vivid detail he told her how he planned to spend their first hour together. Patrick told Carol how much he was going to enjoy licking her hot, wet, juicy pussy. Carol’s pussy quivered as ...

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“You’re late.”
Oh great here comes the lecture. “Only six minutes late Safia, I got caught in traffic,” I said while hurrying to clock in for the afternoon shift. I could already sense her peering under her thin framed glasses just thinking of what to say next.
“Again, so it seems. You know, some day you’ll need to understand how important punctuality is,” she said with her condescending tone while holding that annoying clipboard that houses her agenda and notes for the day. She likes carrying that everywhere she goes in the store.
“Looks like it’s just you and me tonight huh? I said sighing making sure she heard me.
“Yup, and we just got a new shipment in today; I’ll be working on the inventory in the if you need me.”
“Great, so I won’t see you for the rest of the shift.”
“If you’re good, maybe. Either way you have plenty to do in the mean time.”
In other words she’d be hanging out back while I worked tonight. Inventory was always her way of escaping the front of the store and dealing with guests. She usually did that when she was not in the best of moods. I could tell by how she was dressed that even more was on her mind. She dressed skimpier when she wanted attention or when she wanted to be a distraction.
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It was near noon as I made my way down the confusing street. I had never been in this place, and just recently got here. I just turned nineteen, and I was finally ready to meet my online lover, ready or not for anything that might happen when I set on him. When I made my way up the street and towards the direction of his house, I started to get nervous, just like I thought I would. “Of course, it always has to happen,” I muttered to myself, sighing as I finally reached the edge of his driveway.I glanced down at the sheet of paper with his address on it, nervously making my way through the yard and finally up the steps and stood at his door. I stood there quietly for a couple of moments, raising my shaking hand that was curled into a fist so I could knock on the door. I gritted my teeth together, knowing this wasn’t going to be as easy as he said it was.Just knock on the door, love. It’s not that hard.“Easy for you to say…” I grumbled, moving my hand to finally knock on the door.I almost stopped breathing as I impatiently waited for someone to open the door. I knew I couldn’t chicken out now, not when I was so close to being in my lover’s arms. I shut my eyes and tried to calm down, smiling lightly when I thought of him holding me. I couldn’t wait… My ...

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Morality
Act IV
(The Tales of O’Neill)

It was the year 1873 and London was the centre of the world. The Empire was spread across the globe and growing year by year, the British were leading the way in Science and Engineering. Here I was with my lover, Is’, standing in the latest triumph to their engineering ability. The Alexandra Palace, near Muswell Hill on the outskirts of north London, filled with people walking around with their mouths hanging open, rich, poor, mortal and immortal alike. One of the Cult of Bacchus, as they were fashionably calling themselves this year, had arranged an area at the west end of the Palm Room to be screened off for us. I’d wanted our name to be The Grand Order of Freemasonry but by all accounts it was already taken, whereas Is’ fancied The Doily Makers of Olde London Town. We both got reproving looks for our suggestions.
The Palace had been open just over a fortnight when we arrived quite late, it was June after all, to begin to celebrate Isabella’s Centenary as a vampire. When I had celebrated mine with Simone there had been about twenty vampires in attendance. Now, almost two hundred years later, there were over a hundred of us. So far it had been a very civilized affair, all wine and tasters; of course some of the tasters were cups of blood supplied by the growing number of familiars that ...

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Morality
Act IV
(The Tales of O’Neill)

It was the year 1873 and London was the centre of the world. The Empire was spread across the globe and year by year, the British were leading the way in Science and Engineering. Here I was with my lover, Is’, standing in the latest triumph to their engineering ability. The Alexandra Palace, near Muswell Hill on the outskirts of north London, filled with people walking around with their mouths hanging open, rich, poor, mortal and immortal alike. One of the Cult of Bacchus, as they were fashionably calling themselves this year, had arranged an area at the west end of the Palm Room to be screened off for us. I’d wanted our name to be The Grand Order of Freemasonry but by all accounts it was already taken, whereas Is’ fancied The Doily Makers of Olde London Town. We both got reproving looks for our suggestions.
The Palace had been open just over a fortnight when we arrived quite late, it was June after all, to begin to celebrate Isabella’s Centenary as a vampire. When I had celebrated mine with Simone there had been about twenty vampires in attendance. Now, almost two hundred years later, there were over a hundred of us. So far it had been a very civilized affair, all wine and tasters; of course some of the tasters were cups of blood supplied by the growing number of familiars that ...

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