Quiet mumbles and flashing lights illuminated the grisly scene. Behind yellow Police tape, a man had been brutally executed. A popular baseball bat was shoved deeply into his anal cavity, lubricated with a heavy brown grease. Below the grotesque statue, a large pool of white liquid congealed below his limp, dangling oversized penis.
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THE WHOLE THING STARTED INNOCENTLY ENOUGH. Barbara and I had been going out for a couple of years; we weren't quite engaged yet but it was on the cards. I'd already moved into her place, then her company transferred her to a new office the next state over. Instead of giving up a great place, I held on to it for us, for the yet-to-be-announced happy date. In the meantime her old roommate, Naomi, moved back from overseas and she needed a place to stay. She was still on the lease, so she moved in to where I was condo-sitting.
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My knuckles were white gripping the steering wheel. Lara bounced expectantly in the passenger seat next to me, waiting patiently for my most recent bout of nerves to wear off. We were here; sitting in the parking lot outside of...what exactly? From the outside it looked simply like an upscale spa. Not what I'd imagined for my first "sex party" though I still had no idea what sort of party games were in store. Why was I here again? Oh yes, Lara told had told me in no uncertain terms that "I needed to get laid". I never failed to be amazed at the things she talked me into.
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I felt like an idiot for not dressing up for the Halloween party, which was ironic since the reason I didn't dress up was so I could avoid looking like an idiot in the first place. I was going to this party to just find some sexy stranger to take home and enjoy. I thought my chances of doing that would be better if I didn't put on some ridiculous costume. But when I arrived, I discovered I was the odd man out in a house full of people dressed as everything from vampires to giant bottles of KY jelly.
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"Kiss her!" Dave urged softly, enthusiastically. "Oh fuck, yeah! Kiss her, Baby!"
Obeying Dave's lusty exhortation, I mashed my lipstick covered lips to Amy's, and slid my spearing tongue deep inside the petite blonde's sweet, hot mouth.
"Damn!" I heard Rick exclaim loudly. "That's so fucking hot. It's almost like seeing sisters making out or something."
Dave and Rick were gaping with hot arousal as Amy and I passionately kissed each other. They weren't the only ones watching. Jasper's, a popular after-work gathering place in suburban Maryland, was packed with the usual rowdy late-afternoon/early-evening Friday crowd.
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It was a late summer night. I had gotten off work and was waiting for my lover Jasmine to pick me up at a bar near where I worked. She worked later than I did but still got off in time to pick me up and get me to my softball game. I would stop in have a couple of beers then she would get there just in time to have a quick one before an early game. To night the game wasn't starting until 8:00 so there was plenty of time.
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I stood there looking in the mirror at myself. I was dressed in my favorite sheer pink teddy and matching panties as I turned to look at my profile I cupped my 34D's and smiled. I had not been fucked in 5 days and that is a long time for me so I was just plain horny.
I have two guys for recreational sex but Brad was fucking another girl for a while and Jason (who along with Monica rents a room in my house) was out of town so I decided to do what any red blooded American girl would do, masturbate.
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I awoke in a muck of hazy confusion. The first realization that dawned on me was that I was in my room and I was still wearing my clothes from the night before. The sun was shining brilliantly through my window directly into my eyes. Where I was laying there was no shade. I was finding it extremely difficult to even open my eyes. I couldn't remember much about the night before. Beyond meeting some friends after work for some drinks it all became a blur. I knew it had to be those shots of tequila that we did; they get me every time.
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The trip from Sydney to LA is a long one. Even riding up front with the better seats, after six or seven hours--about half way--I started thinking about a ordering a wheelchair to take me through the terminal after we arrived. When you added the time spent standing in line and riding the connection to my home, I usually got to my front door beat, interested in nothing more than a shower and a bed.
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Brad sat on the floor in his darkened room. Across the narrow side yard that separated their houses, the sheer curtains in Ann's room were not quite closed, and the light in her room made them almost transparent. Brad waited, patiently.
A few minutes later he was rewarded, as Ann stepped out of her bathroom, toweling her short brown hair dry. Naked, she walked across the room and stopped in front of her dresser. Brad reached down and began gently stroking his penis.
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