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It was shortly after I had returned from a trip to Las Vegas. I had not seen my good friend Matt in over a month so I called him up to talk to him about the trip and show him some pictures. Although we still trained together weekly for karate we hadn't been out for a while and wasn't sure if the "thing" we had was bothering him or not. The "thing" was a ni...
I have to share what happened to me a couple of weeks ago. I am still amazed. First a little background. I am in sales and twice a year I go to Seattle (I am from the East Coast) and work the territory. I have been doing this for several years and believe it or not since I stay in the same luxury hotel every time, the staff remembers me. It helps that I am c...
By the time the stripper arrived to the Bachelor party, we were all pretty drunk. It was a small party, really. There were eight of us to begin with, but Steve had an early flight the next morning and so had left by ten. Then Sean, the groom-to-be of all people, got too drunk too soon and passed out on the sofa not long after that. The stripper arrived at...
He was a handsome man, a little older than me, perhaps 35 or so, but very athletic looking, with big strong arms, a thick neck, a tiny waist and buns. I couldn't help but to wonder what he was thinking about, blindfolded, nude and flat on his back with his hands and feet tied spread eagle to the king-sized bed. Well, whatever it was, it wasn't sex. His penis...
Brenda raised up from the chaise and pulled at the straps of her bikini top. As I watched through the kitchen window, I marveled at how much I loved those meaty tits of hers. Even at twenty-eight years old, they were still firm and her nipples still pointed away from each other. I was always fascinated by the way her nipples pointed in opposite directions....
THE LATE afternoon weary glow was restful and energizing at the same time. The hazy light streaming in the west windows fell in bars and blocks of warm yellow gold across Cece and Bobbie lying on the mattress couch across the room. Their bare bodies were a study in contrasts: Cece was light tan with dark brunette hair; Bobbie was pale pink with coppery red h...
My wife and I share a passion for politics, but I was surprised one night when she told me she wanted "An Obama baby." I had a hunch about where she was going, so I tried to change the subject. "I'm excited, too. Amy! I really think he's going to be our next president!" We're both latte liberals excited about the possibility of our country electing Barack...
This is part 2 of the story of Andy and Stephanie. Please read part 1 first, or this won't make much sense! Andy I guess I get why she wants to wait...it isn't like I'd be having a lot of sex if we weren't together. It'll be worth it. She's so sexy. I'll respect her wishes for now and when we're married I'll get to fuck her and she'll suck my cock and it'l...
The sunlight coming through the windows woke me up. I didn't recognize the ceiling. The water stains were in all the wrong places, a series of unfamiliar brown continents on a map to another world. I frowned as I rubbed my eyes and thought. My mouth tasted awful. And I had the weirdest dream. I blinked slowly as the dream came back to me. It had to have...