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Today I thought about how wonderful it would be to be in Puerto Rico, walking along my favorite beach beside you, hand in hand, watching the beautiful sunset on the horizon, just you and I, listening to the waves roll in.My intentions are to find this certain hidden cove I’ve known of, and take you there as a surprise. You will have no idea why I am making you walk so far, but as we reach the edge of the cliffs, you will see how the beach continues on, further and further, to a farther distance than it first appeared to either of us.I will continue to lead you, by the hand, to this secret cove of mine, nestled between two huge cliffs, so secluded that you and I are the only ones who know of it. I will bring you here to fulfill one of my pleasant fantasies, a fantasy I have only pictured with you. You will then turn towards me, pulling me near and whispering in my ear, asking me the perfect question. “Did you bring me here to turn your fantasy of making love outdoors in the moonlight into reality?”I look into your eyes and with a gentle smile I reply, “Yes, my love.”As you pull me closer in a tight embrace, you begin to kiss me. So deeply that as your hands begin to wander all over my voluptuous body, I drop my tote bag. You look down and realize I’ve come prepared for the evening ...

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It was 8pm, Alex was getting ready to leave work. She had this nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach, after months of exchanging phone conversations, emails and naughty pictures she was finally going to get alone time with “her”: Lauryn, an older woman fed up with her mundane marriage. Lauryn was beautiful; about 5’4", caramel complexion, shoulder length dark hair, big pretty brown walnut shaped eyes, ass and thighs that could drive a person crazy, C cups with nipples that made your mouth water and the cocky attitude to go with all that body. Lauryn and Alex lived two hours away from each other so they planned on meeting in a hotel downtown while Lauryn was attending a conference for work. They had met months ago at a company picnic, Alex accompanied her father and Lauryn, her husband. They hit it off immediately, laughing and joking like they had known each other for years; the age difference didn’t even seem to be a factor so they ended up exchanging email addresses to stay in contact once Alex went back home. Alex developed a small crush on Lauryn even though they only talked as friends. One night after an intense fight with her husband, Lauryn confided in Alex. She told her she was so sick of being married, her husband neglected her, kids didn’t appreciate her and she felt invisible. Alex felt as though this was her chance and told Lauryn if she was hers, she would treat her like ...

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One day, I was walking downtown, meek and shy. It was my first day in the big city, just a lonely little misplaced farm girl. As I walked in awe past the myriad of shops, something in a shop window caught my eye: A beautiful drawing of a heart wrapped in barbed wire.I thought maybe it was an art shop, and I went inside. The proprietress, a short but stunning brunette, covered in ink and hair cropped short, piercings glittering in the light from her lips and brow, waved me over. Nervously I inquired about the drawing.She looked me up and down, in my daisy dukes and tied off shirt. "Follow me sugar," she said. "On the house."Not understanding what she meant, I followed her into the back room, where she pointed me to a chair and locked the door. I sat down and introduced myself. She smiled and did the same, then walked over to me and took off my shirt.I blushed in confusion as my breasts bounced free, and I was sure I noticed her eyebrows raise a little as she smiled. I asked what she was doing as she gently squeezed my breasts. "Figuring the best spot for the tat, Farm Girl," she said with a grin. "Now, shhhh, let Miss Molly take good care of you."I was afraid, but also strangely excited, and I bit my lip and nodded as she took out the needle. It stung at first but I quickly got used to it, trying ...

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Megilla removed her heavy bronze helmet.“You fought well!” she exclaimed. “Astoundingly well for a novice.” Demonassa leaned on her lance, her helmet already thrown down, her thick, black, curly hair falling down over her eyes, panting for breath. She brushed her hair back.“I wouldn’t want to fight you with a real one,” she said, pointing to the wooden sword that Megilla held, triumphantly, in her hand, “nor, I think, would half the legions!”Megilla unwound the protective bandaging from her arms and legs, revealing her tanned and heavily muscled frame. She helped her friend remove her bandaging.“I have a long way to go to catch up with you,” Demonassa said, squeezing Megilla’s bicep. “If a sculptor were to copy this, it could be taken as an arm of Hercules!”“Nonsense,” said Megilla. “It’s not nearly hairy enough!” They both laughed.They stripped down to the leather pants and bras that each wore under their linen armour.“Come,” said Megilla, “let us take a swim to get rid of all this sweat.”She led her friend down through a portico of marble columns with a garden at its centre, geometrically trained beds of box and flowering plants around a gently playing fountain. Around the peristyle were placed marble statues of the gods and goddesses: sensual Venus, the folds of her dress clinging to the contours of her body as though wet, and slipping off one arm to reveal her breast; the young Apollo, his face almost feminine in its perfection. Megilla noticed her friend looking at them.“They ...

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One day, I was walking downtown, meek and shy. It was my first day in the big city, just a lonely little misplaced farm girl. As I walked in awe past the myriad of shops, something in a shop window caught my eye: A beautiful drawing of a heart wrapped in barbed wire.I thought maybe it was an art shop, and I went inside. The proprietress, a short but stunning brunette, covered in ink and hair cropped short, piercings glittering in the light from her lips and brow, waved me over. Nervously I inquired about the drawing.She looked me up and down, in my daisy dukes and tied off . "Follow me sugar," she said. "On the house."Not understanding what she meant, I followed her into the back room, where she pointed me to a chair and locked the door. I sat down and introduced myself. She smiled and did the same, then walked over to me and took off my shirt.I blushed in confusion as my breasts bounced free, and I was sure I noticed her eyebrows raise a little as she smiled. I asked what she was doing as she gently squeezed my breasts. "Figuring the best spot for the tat, Farm Girl," she said with a grin. "Now, shhhh, let Miss Molly take good care of you."I was afraid, but also strangely excited, and I bit my lip and nodded as she took out the needle. It stung at first but I quickly got used to it, trying ...

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My husband and I had quite an open marriage. We were both fairly sexually adventurous and this was reflected in how we both considered it to be ok for us to be going out and sleeping around, provided we were completely honest about it and came home and told the other one all about it. In fact, after a while, we found that this recounting of our bedroom exploits with other people became such a turn-on in itself that it fuelled even hotter sex between us. We also liked to spice things up by inviting other people into the bedroom with us for threesomes. These were, however, always women. Now, I've always had my slight lesbian tendencies, indeed I've often been of the opinion that the female body is a thing of far greater beauty than the male, many of my own sexual adventures had been with other women, so it wasn't like I didn't enjoy the pleasures of sharing my husband with a hot girl. But still it frustrated me that we could never get another guy involved, my husband was so insecure about his sexuality. This, of course, just made me fantasise even more at the thought of him sucking on a big, fat cock or being taken from behind. I knew that he would love it, every time I told him the stories of the nights I'd spent with other men, how I enjoyed sucking them off, when I described the feel of their cocks sliding inside me, ...

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He woke up Thursday morning, grabbing his suitcase that he packed the night before. Calling a cab after he turned the alarm off he thought to himself, 'What am I doing. Certainly not acting my age.' He walked down the road a bit, not wanting the cab to have to honk and wake anyone. As he did, he remembered talking to his friend at work the night before. "So you are really doing this?” Jim said. "Yep." "I have to say, I wouldn’t have gone through with it in your place.""Why not, the conference funding is there. What is there to lose?""How old is she, again?""I'm not sure; it says 23 on her profile...""Fuck, lucky bastard.""Oh shut up, you'd do it too if you could, and you have in the past, so don't preach at me." Michael smiled, daydreaming about her, as the cab arrived, and he got in. The cab took him to the airport. Usually he drove all the way to Vancouver, but this time, there was money in the funding he got for the short haul flight, and this, including the cab ride. No travelling on the cheap this time. At the airport, he stood in line. One of his friends was manning the check -in counter. "Hi Michael. Travelling again?" said Kelly, the mom of one of his daughter’s friends. "Yeah, I have a conference this weekend." Looking up his name on the computer, she said, "Manchester ...

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I wasn't expecting the envelope when it came: a few weeks ago, I'd gone to a sort of alumni get-together of my old fraternity, part of which was a raffle (maybe it was a fundraiser for one of the animal house chapters; I forget). Anyhow, the note said I'd won one of the bigger prizes, which was enclosed. It turned out to be a gift certificate for some sort of called "There's the Rub". I'd never heard of them; from what I could gather, it was some sort of physical therapy franchise outfit. Why my old frat might have gotten involved with something that smacked vaguely of things metrosexual, I couldn't guess, but I figured what the hell... might as well give it a shot some day.
Absentmindedly, I put the certificate on the refrigerator under a magnet and forgot about it, until one Saturday, I found myself with a fair amount of time on my hands. There was a website shown on the card, so I did a bit of research. The locator showed one of their clinics (their term) maybe a few miles, in a reasonably upscale retail area. The website was maddeningly vague about the nature of the places, though: the description of what they offered was couched in nonspecific terms that somehow sounded distantly New Age to me, or something like that. But what made me do a double-take was the hours of operation shown: they ...

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I reach out to you across the miles,You've been gone for what feels like awhile,I feel you there all alone just you and the baby in the hotel room,I close my eyes and then I open them,and I watch over you and the baby sleeping ever so peacefully,So innocent and sweet,I kiss you both ever so gently,I turn to leave and return to my body and mind,But am stopped when the baby opens his eyes,He smiles so sweetly,And feel little tugs on my heart's strings,So I sit and wait for him to go back to sleep,My angels who have no wings,If only you knew what I feel,I love so deep and so real,But I hide it well,You don't know I am under your spell,Only friends till time will tell,So I'll protect you and watch over your family,In this I will not fail,I am your friend when you're awake,Becoming your guardian angel when sleep overtakes.

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She was folding the laundry. It was a hot Friday afternoon. A very special day... As she came to a particular article of clothing, she smiled faintly, holding it close to her chest, and closed her eyes at the memory... Her husband's blue pressed shirt... He had worn it that day of their first time... She remembered trying to convince herself that she would never be lucky enough to be with him, and yet here she was today, married to the man she had tried to convince herself she'd never get to be with... Every day she had thought about him... had even dreamed of him in the shirt she was holding close to her beating heart. Even as she simply thought about that day, she felt her pussy flush with moisture... Everything after that had been so great. Their relationship had been forbidden, but they didn't care. They broke the rules, and even got married... The scene of their first time played over and over in her head... It had been a hot day, and the tension had risen as they had stared at each other from across that room. She hadn't worn panties that day because it was just so humid. She remembered exactly what he had said to her... exactly how he came... exactly how they came to be... At the sound of the front door opening and closing, she dropped the shirt and ran out of the ...

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Ring…Ring…“Hello,” I said into the receiver.“Slave!” the voice on the other end yelled.Before I could fully reply my brain rapidly flung into hyper-drive recounting the day’s events. Kitchen… check. Bathroom… check, check and check. Floors… check. Vacuuming… check.“Slave! Slave!” barked the voice.Bedroom… check. Windows… check. Outfit… umm.“You no good for nothing pussy slave,” the voice interrupted.“Yes, Mistress Goddess… that I am,” I finally said.“Have you… um never mind. Get that pussy ready for me. I’ll be home in less than thirty minutes.”“Umm…”“Umm nothing me slave! I know better than to let you get out of this one. You did it again.”Click. The phone went dead.Have I what? I… I. Check, check and check. Really have I what? God, she’s done it to me again.Putting away the receiver, I checked the clock. Five-thirty-five it read. Sighing, I looked at myself and remembered what Mistress had said. Get that pussy ready for me.Walking towards the bathroom, I stripped my clothes off and felt my pussy. Soft, prickly and cold. Had to get it ready for Mistress. Hand towel in hand, I turned the hot water on and saw my nude reflection in the mirror. Not bad! Mistress won’t think so though. She never approves.Running the towel under the hot water, I noticed my breast getting hard in the mirror and grabbed one feeling it stiffen even more as my hand rested upon it. Immediately I stepped back and remembered Mistress telling me to never play with her property.Oh my god… oh my god! ...

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It was already a hectic morning at work and it was only 9:00 am. I reached for my cup of hot tea and took a sip. Suddenly the phone rang. As I delayed answering, its little red light blinked at me with its incessant demand. I sighed, wishing maybe it would be a personal call. Maybe it could even be my wife. Picking it up, I answered with a disconsolate tone in my voice. Sure enough it was her. The sound of my wife's voice immediately eased my tension."Hi honey! It's me," she said in a cheery voice."Hey you. How's your morning going?" I asked."Can you break free to come home for lunch today?""Sure. I'll be there at the usual time," I replied."Great! Oh, and by the way, I hope you have a dollar in your pocket," she said. Never mind the reason, but that was a secret phrase we had and it meant she wanted some playful, sexual attention from me. She coyly added, "Dream of me wearing that favorite blue dress you like so much. See you at 11:30 sharp. Bye."Before I could say another word, she hung up leaving me lustfully wanting her. Placing the phone on its hook, visions of her flashed through my mind. I couldn't wait for lunch time to come around. Two more hours would seem like an eternity. And they were. As the time slowly ticked by, the concentration on my work completely disappeared. By quarter after eleven I couldn't wait any longer. ...

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As I turn on the car engine my heart starts to beat faster. I'm driving down the road that marks the line between my life as dutiful wife and mother and my life as a wanton slut. By the time I stop the car outside your house the transformation is complete. I'm yours for the next 4 hours and to take whatever you will give me.
You open the door and pull me inside. I lean against the wall as you breathe into my ear and whisper "Ready to play?" I smile and nod. You return my smile and kiss me briefly, urgently before pulling away as you say "Then let us begin."
I have no idea what this means but the knowledge that you have something planned is thrilling. I feel my nipples hardening in my bra and the tingling surge in the base of my stomach. I long for you to take me to new places. I know you can.
"Coffee?"
It's a little unexpected but I'm prepared to go with the flow. "Yes please," I answer. "I think that's just what I need."
You turn your back as you prepare the machine, working in silence for what feels like forever. Then a cold hard voice says, "Have you been screwing him again?"
I laugh. "You mean my husband? Well, yes. I've still got a home so I guess that means I've been ...

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The room was dark, the air cool. He brushed his fingertips lightly over her bare hip, watching her sleep. It had been a long three weeks apart. Too long. He’d arrived back yesterday, surprising her a day earlier than expected. She had been in the shower, where he quietly sidled up behind her, shocking her and then holding her close in a long passionate embrace. Thrilled to have him back, she returned the passion, and a lusty steamy encounter ensued. They eventually turned off the water, drying each other off before catching up over some food. After a while, they settled into bed, kissing and cuddling until they drifted off to sleep, clean, content, and happy. The clock now read 4:00 AM and jetlag wouldn’t let him sleep. He gazed over at her, lying on her side with her back towards him, legs slightly folded, dark hair spilled over the pillow, and felt a rush of affection while he continued to lazily graze her hip and leg. He placed a soft kiss on her shoulder, and another on the back of neck. He hadn’t meant to wake her, but her slight shifting and purring let him know she was awake. He grinned softly, placing another kiss just behind her ear, and continued caressing her body, his movements now expanding over her side, tummy, and the beautiful curve of her bottom. He knew just how sensitive her body was in the morning, and he planned to full well utilize it. His fingers ...

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Amishi, Kuntal, and Harshal entered the bedroom and Hamid pulled off the gown off her body and pressed a kiss against the pulse at her neck. “You don't have to do anything. Just allow us to make you feel good.”
They were naked, their cocks as hard as steel, Amishi went on her knees and wrapped her mouth around Kuntal's shaft with her tongue licking the head of the shaft and started wanking the other two gigantic dicks with both her hands. But before Amishi could follow up with the enticement, Kuntal put his arm around her waist and pulled her to him.
Kuntal's tongue slipped between her lips just as Harshal inserted one lubed finger deep into her ass. Amishi hadn't expected him to move. Electric pulses whipped through her body, firing her lust higher. Amishi didn't know how long she could withstand the pleasure without coming. Harshal moved from her clit and slipped a finger into her pussy. White-hot bliss ran through her blood as he fucked her with his hands and Kuntal sure did, heightening her arousal with his mouth. Kuntal bent his head and took her nipple into his mouth, tugging at the tip softly with his teeth. A pulse of heat entered her, melting her insides. Her pussy was wet, swollen, and throbbing in demand. Amishi was shaking between both men, her pleasure stealing every ounce of common sense she had. Harshal pushed another finger in her ...

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{Please note: I posted this elsewhere under another name; thought I'd dust it off and share it here.} It was about eight months or so since I'd become a widower (no details; it's not relevant) and like Tom Hanks in "Sleepless in Seattle", I was getting back in the saddle again--you know, getting out and so forth. The timing was right for the chili contest at our church, so I'd gone as usual. I wound up sitting with a group that included Norma: she was one of the regulars, a petite, almost elfin woman maybe five years younger than me, not bad looking, always upbeat...you know the type. I say "almost elfin" because I'd noticed more than once, during the summer when the air conditioning was on full blast, that those tank tops she wore in the summer housed a rather impressive rack, made more so by the A/C that put those headlights on high beam. But I digress. I hung around to help clean up afterward (didn't have anywhere else to go), along with a handful of others, including Norma. It looked like we were pretty well squared away except for the odds and ends when one of the other members came through and said "I'm heading out; Norma, would you mind locking up?" She said, "No problem; Chuck and I can finish up--OK, Chuck?" addressing me. Well, that was OK for reasons already outlined. We finished the last stuff and were getting ready to go when she stopped and ...

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I was glad to be leaving for the airport to go to my parents' house in Baroda. Since four days I was wanting to leave, I could only when my husband went out of town on a business trip. The new housekeeper Suresh's coming to drop me brightened my mood. We caught a cab.
We drove on through the unrelenting rain for about 2 hours. The driver stopped the cab and said it was impossible to go further, nor could we go back.
I was concerned. "What can we do?" I asked. "Cannot go back home. We had driven through running water, which could be much deeper now," I thought emphatically. We can stay in a hotel nearby on the highway. Rain was still pouring. Deep in my heart, I wanted to. My husband often cheated on me while I was away. I wanted to do the same and also experience the pleasure, my husband has experienced many times. We came to a hotel and checked in.
I went into the bathroom to freshen up.
Back in my room, I found a simple, white sleeveless see through top in my hand bag. I changed, removed all my wet clothing including my undergarments and wore the top. The contours of my dark big boobs with erect nipples, normally even clearly visible with a pair of bras on would give anyone a hard-on, since I always wore skintight tops, as I always wanted ...

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DISCLAIMER: The story is a work of fiction. References made to names, characters, places and incidents are fictitious and any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.Amishi had started writing in her private book a year ago, and it had been filled with dreams, fantasies, sex affairs with many, hopes for her future, and carnal cravings. Now she knew that the new housekeepers knew every secret seduction she craved. They even knew about the cysts she had in her vagina and the frequent weekly chums disorder she had. Well he also knew that she entered the bedroom after the shower totally nude, since she always wore the clothes in the room and that she slept wearing only a tee-shirt or a short kurta at night without any undergarments. This was the doing of her ex-housekeeper, Suresh.Suresh must have told these new guys about Amishi's craving for sex and all her sex adventures of the past from sex on a bench at night with her housekeeper, to doing it on the terrace of her ex-boss's penthouse, to having her soft, pouty lips wrapped around the cock of her immediate manager (International Counter for Ticketing & Booking) at the travel agency in Baroda, with her affair with Suresh at the hotel in Mumbai. Seemed that the sexual side of all her relationships became hotter and hotter with each day that had passed. She has become dependent on SEX.Amishi and the new housekeepers, Kuntal, Harshal and Hamid, entered her bedroom. Amishi ...

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I set off to see my lover, knowing full well that the house will be empty tonight. After the short walk I reach the door, I pause for a second to check the time. I am still 10 minutes early. So I decide to sit outside and wait, he doesn’t like me arriving early.
I take the note that he sent me out of my pocket to check that I have followed all the instructions:

To My Beautiful Girl,
Try to follow these instructions to the letter.
Firstly I want you to wear the outfit that I sent you. Remember for your dignity to wear a coat over the top since I know you have to walk round.
Secondly I want you to arrive at 8pm PRECISELY! Not a minute earlier or later.
Thirdly I want you to knock, do not bring your key, you will not need it tonight.

All my love
Josh
X

I think I have got it all right, I’m wearing the clothes he sent me and a coat like he said, my key is at home and it is just about to turn 8pm.
So I slowly walk over to the door and knock 3 times then wait. Then I see a figure walk towards the door. Butterflies build in my stomach, it’s been too for me. He opens the door and I pounce on him to hug and kiss him. He smiles ...

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Being at the age of 30, heading one of the biggest and famous IT firms in the country, Michael Brendon was feeling empty inside. He worked 14 hours a day, most of the carrying his work to his house. Completely lost track of his friends and not in contact with his family, his work took most of his time away from social interaction and enjoyment. He is about 6 feet 2 inches with a well-maintained and muscular body, a narrow pointed roman chin, powerful blue eyes, in short an absolute stunner but no girlfriend!! He broke with his ex more than a year back and has not been seeing anyone much, as all his time was immersed in work. On a sunny Thursday morning, as Michael was going through his mails, his Boss Mr. Fedler, aged 52 years, stomped into his room, threw down a file at him with an angry face. "What's this, Michael?" he asked, pointing at the file. The entire office was paying attention to the loud voice in his room. Michael, being stunned at the sudden interruption by his boss, bent down to pick up the scattered papers and was wondering what did he screw up this time. He began to say, "Ah... Mr. Fedler… Eh… I am not sure what…" He was interrupted with loud laughter from his boss, who winked at him. Mr. Fedler went out towards the working floor calling Michael to come out of his cabin. In his loud voice he addressed ...

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