June 20, 2009
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I pick you up early, just before sunrise. We haven’t seen each other in awhile; the pressures of life have been keeping both of us far too busy. But this Saturday is just for us, a chance to be together. No distractions.
It’s a glorious spring day, and the air has a refreshing crispness that augers well for a fairly-long hike. Although it’s cold when you step out the door - you see your breath as you kiss my lips lightly - we both know that the morning will warm up nicely as the sun climbs higher in the sky. (more…)
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It was a quiet Sunday morning and we had stayed in bed reading the papers and talking quietly sharing our thoughts and opinions, along with a box of sticky buns. You looked so tempting lying there in your naked glory that I couldn’t help myself from admiring your sexy physique.
We finished the paper and were just lying there close together, not really entwined but you were on your side with one arm thrown over me and you were absent mindedly massaging my breasts as you talked. I was just lying there listening and enjoying the soft caresses while offering an occasionally comment. (more…)
June 19, 2009
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Jay and her husband had just moved into a gated townhome community – lovely area, upper middle class. It was beautiful and private, but still close to the neighbors. On their first night in their new home, Jay was embarrassed when she walked outside and could hear the next door neighbor, in the throes of passion, moaning loudly for a long, long time. Jay”s husband just laughed – “somebody”s getting some – later, it”s you…” while she listened, almost against her will, and wondered what it must be like, to be lost to passion that way. (more…)
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The morning was clear and crisp, the road ahead looked smooth and level. My legs were beginning to loosen up a bit, I figured after about 10 miles I would have a good cadence and be rolling along. The bike was light fast, so this year I”d have no problems maintaining a good pace and be able to climb the hills that lurked below the horizon.
Up ahead I could see a group of riders, behind me was open road. As long as I kept in contact with them I felt it would be a good morning.
The first rest stop was uneventful, I exchanged pleasantries with various riders and found the hard boiled eggs, fruit and pound cake. I loaded up and headed out. (more…)
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Humid air clung with slick silken fingers to our skin as we sat on the cement that lead up to the small room I lived in. Overhead, the purple fingers of twilight touched the horizon, and darkness descended, but not silence as the multitude of night sounds rent the sky. The settling of the cockies in raucous chorus and the crickets scratching their legs in that unique sound that is their night-song.
We could see the local mob of kangaroos come out from the scrub and start grazing down by the river, the unusual shapes I had only ever seen on flat screen or photograph before I came to this strange country, barely discernable. And we could hear the cattle lowing in the yards, brought in only this afternoon on the muster. (more…)
June 18, 2009
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I had always thought my first threesome would be with two men. Double penetration was a big fantasy of mine, and I imagined my first experience with two other people would end with two hard cocks cumming in my pussy and ass. However, it didn’t quite turn out that way…
Having finally piled up enough vacation days for a week off, I flew out to visit some friends that I hadn’t seen in a couple of years. As the plane headed east, my excitement grew. When we lived near each other, we would often get together and hang out. We’d stay up late and watch movies, play cards, and talk. Conversations would get rowdier and bawdier as the night grew and the drinks we were downing made our tongues looser. Somehow, the topic always managed to turn to sex. (more…)
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Jessie and Linda coolly eyed their latest catch with a practiced look as Tom made his way through the crowded bar to where they sat in a corner booth.
Tom was the cute new guy on the fifth floor of their company”s office that some of the girls had been talking about. One girl, in particular, had gone out with him a couple of times, and had reported that he was a quiet guy who carried a big stick. She had said this with a gleam in her eye and a smile on her face. That was all Jessie and Linda needed to know. As the well-known Tenth-Floor Tramps, they felt duty-bound to find out for themselves just how big a stick Tom carried. (more…)
June 17, 2009
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We were dining out one evening with Marie and Jean-Pierre and the conversation turned to upcoming vacation plans since it was only a few months before the holidays were upon us. We mentioned that we had made plans to go to Aruba and spend the holidays laying around on the beach and just relaxing when Marie suddenly exclaimed, “Aruba!” and went on to explain that they know a wonderful couple, who were close friends of theirs in France, who are now living in Aruba during the winter months and we must make it a point to contact them when we get there. Jean-Pierre said that they were in their late 30″s, very attractive and were the founders of the Society for the Establishment of Freedom in Sex (SEFIS) which is now a worldwide organization fighting archaic state and federal laws regarding sex and has many thousands of members in chapters throughout the world. (more…)
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When Wayne and Jenny walked into the living room, they saw Terri and Jason on the couch, kissing passionately. Their robes were open and their hands moved over each other’s bodies in a smooth rhythm. Jenny smiled appreciatively as she saw Jason’s hard-on sliding through Terri’s hand.
“Boy! You kids just can’t stop, can you! Sheesh! If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were ready for more!”
The pair broke their embrace and grinned back at Jenny and Wayne. “Just getting to know each other a little better, mom…” Terri said with a laugh. Spying the camera in Wayne’s hand, she sat up. “Oh! Home movies? I hope their not of your vacation to Yosemite Park…” (more…)