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Buck woke up Saturday morning to Suzanne”s soft hands caressing his stomach and chest. Suzanne was lying on top of him. His Cock was rock hard lying flat across his groin and stomach surrounded in the valley between Suzanne”s hard nippled breasts. Suzanne was sliding back and forth fucking him in the valley between her breasts. Every now and then she would duck her head and suck the end of his 11 Inch Cock into her mouth as it poked out the top of her breasts and run her tongue into the slit and all over the head. (more…)

He was standing in a dark hallway, lit only by the light from the street lamp coming through the window, and a light frame around the door to the master bedroom. It was surreal, as if there was another world behind that door. He inched his way towards it, hearing his own heart beat, his eyes getting more and more accustomed to the darkness of the house. He knew what was behind that door; it was actually his plan, his dream, his fantasy. The closer he got the louder and faster his pulse got. He could hear her. Her, his wife of short 3 years. He loved her from the moment he met her, and now she was with someone else. And it was his idea. What was he thinking? (more…)

Hands and feet tied to the bed, I am completely vulnerable as I watch him approach with a blindfold. He places it over my eyes; the anticipation tortures me more than the restraints. I feel his tongue lick at the tip of my nipple, at the underside of my breast, and then slide along my ribs.

A finger teases my clit, touching and retreating, with maddening gentleness. I ache for a firmer touch, for the feel of him inside me. His tongue joins his finger, combining their torment. I pull against the straps on my hands, almost desperate. I hear his chuckle, and I know he enjoys having me at his mercy. (more…)

“Author’s Note: This story has been revised from its original version. This is the revised fourth part. Subsequent chapters are also forthcoming. Feedback is desired. Thank you for reading. Email comments to: the address in my profile.

Copyright March 2003 by Jack Cutter.

This fourth part contains: erotic MF coupling, romance, female stripping, female oral, and a public place.”

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XVI.

The spike-haired, blonde-tipped teenager stumbled and nearly toppled as he sprinted up the second-floor escalator of the Eastside Shopping Center mall. His two friends, a gangly boy in baggy blue jeans and a girl in a purple spaghetti strap tank top, watched his progress with that most common of teenage facial expressions: the ‘what-the-hell-are-you-doing-saying-thinking’ look. (more…)

Sherry had always been a tease, ever since she and her husband first moved into our neighborhood. Even when I met her for the first time, I will never forget how sexy she was. It was late morning, almost noon when I went to the mailbox. As I was checking my mail, I found several letters addressed to the house across the street mixed in with my mail.

I knew that there was a new couple that moved in, but I had not introduced myself yet. So I figured now would be a great time, so I walked across the street and knocked on their door and at first there was no response. I waited a few minutes and then I started to leave, assuming that no body was home. (more…)

The following day Neil and Polly slept late, both surfacing from separate rooms at around noon. Even though Polly had assured him that Dave would be completely happy with the situation, Neil had suggested that it would not be proper to spend the entire night together while Dave was unaware of the situation. Sitting together in the expansive kitchen, they both enjoyed the good meal Polly had prepared. Neil was ravenous and ate heartily while Polly watched him with an amused smile.

“God, Neil. Do you always eat like that after sex?” she laughed (more…)

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*The Boyfriend*

*[Chapter 1]*

I needed a break. A break from the mundane, from the everyday, and yes, the responsibility. I love my baby girls, well, they aren’t babies anymore, to death, but being a single mom 24/7, 24/7, 24/7, week in and week out without hardly a break or a late night adult conversation, or dare I say more, is maddening. I love my life, but when I’m honest with myself, it isn’t what I thought my life was going to be. But, it is what it is, and I came to the conclusion a few months ago that I need to break out of the every day conservative routine I’ve been in, and start living a little. Get a little crazy. Hey, I don’t have to tell anybody how crazy. (more…)

When I woke up, I still couldn”t believe that Holly had snuck into her big sister’s bedroom and fucked my brains out while Laurie was away. As I had anticipated, Laurie was as horny as hell when she got home. I was still so worked up after my interlude with Holly I was able to give Laurie a long, hard ride.

Lucky for me, Laurie was so fixated on getting off that she hadn”t picked up Holly”s sweet scent on the sheets. A few months earlier, Laurie and I ran into one of my old girlfriends at the mall. Laurie smiled and acted quite cordial, but she dug her fingernails deeper and deeper into my arm as we talked. By the time the conversation ended, I was in agony and was furious to see that she had drawn blood. When I demanded an explanation for her demented behavior, she informed me that the damage would be much worse if I ever decided to rekindle my old relationship. If an old girlfriend made her that crazy, what the hell would she do if she found out I had fucked her sister? (more…)

My name is Rachel. It was the end of my first year at college and I was on holiday backpacking in Sydney, Australia with my best friend Samantha. It was a great place to holiday, the sun , beach and the causal Australians, but we had been there a month and we both were not meeting any guys. We were not bad looking girls and we dressed up really sexy in the new Sydney summer fashion with really short minis that hugged the butt and tight little tops and went clubbing each night, but the Australians didn’t approach us. Each night we girls went back to the backpacker hostel alone. (more…)

Steve was having a great dream, the kind he used to love having before they started coming true. He was dreaming about Amy sucking his dick. She was doing a great job, as she always had, and Steve was trying not to blow his load too fast.

He loved the sensations, but felt himself waking up. He tried to stay asleep, but couldn’t. But as his eyes fluttered open, he still felt Amy’s mouth. He lifted his head, waking up, and watched the top of her head bobbing up and down. He dropped his head back on the pillow with a loud sigh. (more…)