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This is a true story of my first visit to an adult book stores movie theater and of my first blow job. I have been in adult book stores many times before, but never ventured behind the curtains. Up to this point I never had a reason or desire to go behind the curtain. That all changed after moving to North Carolina. 

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Ten years to the day. That's how long Julie and I had been together and on the whole they had been ten good years. We are still best friends and the sex is better now than ever, I regularly laugh at my friends who complain how their partners systematically remove sexual acts from their repertoire as the relationship progresses, I had been in a couple of those in the past myself. The rot usually begins once you start to live together, blow jobs are the first to go and then the willingness to try out new things, until finally you get to the stage where she just asks you to pull her night shirt back down when you're done.

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Julie duly accompanied her husband Richard to the airport as he left for another of his overseas business trips. The Rolls Royce cruised along the country lanes with Peter, the recently appointed chauffeur/stable master, driving in the front seat. Richard had his nose stuck in business papers and as Julie gazed out the windows her mind once again turned to the smell of the leather.

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PART ONE "Thanks for coming on the show again Rich." Paul said, giving Richard's shoulder a slight squeeze before releasing him again and walking across the room "We really love having you here." "No worries. It's good to see you again when I do, you know that..." he replied, watching as Paul took off his jacket, tie and shirt, and then began to clean his make-up off in front of the mirror.

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During my adventure in the warehouse I had told the lads there were two office girls who enjoyed sex as much as I did and would see if they were up for some fun. I would speak to the girls first and explain that they could trust the guys to be discreet, (lets face it they were onto a good thing) then get back to them with the details.

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They'd been flirting for a while now, and as he was the last patient of the day, she didn't have to worry about Dr. Rosenthal coming out and catching them, so she simply enjoyed the moment. He was everything she liked, smart, funny, athletic, in his late twenties, and judging from the way he dressed, pretty well off, to boot. Which is why his appointment made no sense, but what she figured must be a clerical error might get him to blush if she asked, and shy boys were just so... tasty.

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For those of you following this story this is the final chapter. It's been a pleasure to write this story thus far but I felt it was time to complete the story. For those of you wondering there is a chapter 11. All you must do is go to the incest section and go to the R section it's listed chapter by chapter there. Thank you once again. MV.

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When you finally push back your chair and stand, approaching me, my fingers wiggle slightly to try to gain back some feeling. My relief when you unshackle me from the doorway is completely short-lived. You hand me your empty coffee cup, then brush past me with nothing more than a slap on the ass and a smirk. My face is hot with anger and disbelief as I wait for the numbness in my hands and feet to wear off, then hobble to refill your fucking coffee.

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It was a cool, autumn night. They had met at the parking lot at work, the place where she used to work up until a month ago. They were sitting together in his big Chevy truck with the heater warming their bodies up. It was silent. "I really had a good time," Candy turned to Jerry. He was sitting there with his cute sweats on, looking back at her with penetrating eyes.

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Neeta stared out of the window of the coach, the mountain air cool against her warm face. As the wind fanned her face she felt all her troubles falling away far into the depths of the valley below. Looking towards the mountains, she fervently hoped that this holiday would revive her sagging spirits and confidence in herself.

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