I found myself walking across the street from my neighbor's house with the taste of cum in my mouth. I walked into my house, not my house, but my wife and I's house. I was married, my wife is out of town for the weekend, and after helping my neighbor with some yard work I end up sucking his cock and being his pussy boy. What got into me, other than my neighbors cock that is?
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The opportunity to fuck the guy next door had probably been there numerous times over the 7 years we had shared a fence, but it was not until a few days before I moved out that I realised it was now or never. He's a couple of years younger than me and has recently lost quite a bit of weight. He's obviously happy with how he looks and I can't blame him.
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You rush in the door bringing cold air and your own sensual heat at the same time. You're running late and our friends will be here any minute so we can head up to the comedy club for a free show tonight. I'm sitting on the couch waiting for you modestly dressed, hair and make-up done and ready to go, looking every bit the part of the wholesome girl-next-door.
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"He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff . . ."
The rich, resonating, calming baritone of the La Lectura began to weave Ernest Hemingway's The Old Man and the Sea for us for perhaps the hundredth time, as we Torcedores settled once more into the rhythm of preparing our bunches of tobacco leaves perfectly for the press. We could not have done our demanding work without La Lectura, the reader who sat on the dais on the cigar factory floor, reading to us, first from the daily press and then from classical works—and sometimes, to our great privilege, reciting poetry to us in perfect rhythm to the set movements of our leaf bundling.
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What are your fantasies?
What gets you off late at night when you only have yourself and your favourite toy?
For me, my fantasy life is way more adventurous than my reality.
In my fantasy life, I am seduced and made a sexual pet by Mrs. Walker, the hottest teacher ever.
In my fantasy life, I am just getting out of my cheerleading uniform, when the whole football team walks in and has their way with me.
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It had been a bad day all around. I was late to work, didn't make it to lunch and hit all sorts of traffic on the way home. The only thing that kept me from driving off a bridge, was knowing that it was Friday night and I could just go home, draw a warm bath, drink a glass of wine, and crawl into bed uninterrupted.
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She waited, hands bound together at the wrist and belted at the waist so the only thing her slim digits could reach was her sex. It was uncomfortable, but it was part of the deal she had struck with her lover. The footsteps down the hall indicated he had come, and she trembled a little in anticipation. The door swung open slowly and they entered.
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Halloween is a great time of year. Grown-ups get to play dress up, and more importantly get to wear masks. I dont know what it is about masks, but inhibitions seem to disappear when the masks go on.
Last Halloween, I was invited to a neighbors costume party. I could hardly wait, but it was a busy time for me. Party night came, and I hadnt even thought about a costume.
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Though it was already late in the day, I still had work to do before I could head home. One of my duties as Director of Corporate Training was to oversee our biannual management trainee retreats. These two month long retreats had become an important part of the company's internal employee development program. Our rapid growth over the last two decades had created a tremendous need for good managers.
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"Okay, that's all for today, make sure you read the assignment for Monday, and bring your paper revisions." John said, standing up at his desk. The class of college freshman quickly filed out. John was just out of grad school, and he had aspirations of being a novelist but the need to pay bills forced him into teaching, at least for now.
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