cremebrulee
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Older woman discovers her deepest fantasies... in the produce aisle.
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Geryon
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Steve was 20, going on 21, and he was still living alone, in a dead-end job, without so much as a girlfriend. He finished his schooling and didn't know where to go next. maybe he just had too much fun over the past few years and was paying for it now. he was about 6'6", dark hair and eyes, and despite his striking features and athletic body, we was on the whole fairly unremarkable. On this particular day, he sat in a small coffee shop, wondering where the sudden sense of unfulfillment had come from. He spent many of his days off here, just staring into a cup. Today was different, though. Today he decided it was time for a change.
Maid of Marvels
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Dr. Sabrina Hill
It was Tuesday and no one was scheduled. Easy peasy. Sabrina Hill sat down at her desk and inserted the connection from her digital voice recorder into the USB port of her computer. She archived all her sessions as audio files in addition to sending the files to a transcription service for printed copy. Sometimes the inflection in a person's voice was far more telling than rereading it in written word later.
Leaning back, she started to scribble out a list of to-do's for later that would include trips to the dry cleaners, the bank, the grocery and maybe picking up a movie. Lost in thought, it took a moment for her to realize that someone was in the outer office.
Tilting her head to listen, Sabrina got up and went to the door. Prepared to explain that she wasn't seeing anyone today, the red-rimmed eyes of the woman standing there perusing the framed copies of her credentials quickly changed her mind.
"Hi," she said, offering her hand with a genuine smile that extended to her eyes. "Sabrina Hill. How may I help you?"
It was Tuesday and no one was scheduled. Easy peasy. Sabrina Hill sat down at her desk and inserted the connection from her digital voice recorder into the USB port of her computer. She archived all her sessions as audio files in addition to sending the files to a transcription service for printed copy. Sometimes the inflection in a person's voice was far more telling than rereading it in written word later.
Leaning back, she started to scribble out a list of to-do's for later that would include trips to the dry cleaners, the bank, the grocery and maybe picking up a movie. Lost in thought, it took a moment for her to realize that someone was in the outer office.
Tilting her head to listen, Sabrina got up and went to the door. Prepared to explain that she wasn't seeing anyone today, the red-rimmed eyes of the woman standing there perusing the framed copies of her credentials quickly changed her mind.
"Hi," she said, offering her hand with a genuine smile that extended to her eyes. "Sabrina Hill. How may I help you?"
BlueEyesInLevis
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Roger hung up the phone and sighed. Did he really HAVE to take all this shit from his boss in Detroit? Where is it written that Roger is his boss's punching bag? Sheesh! He looked at the file on his desk and began to go back over the figures trying to crunch the numbers so his boss would get off his back.
After about 30 minutes he looked at the clock and seeing the time (4:30) folded the file. He then shut the door of his office and fired up his computer and logged on to an adult chat engine. He cruised for a bit and then gave up and headed out the door.
Now his mind was focused soley on sex. Most all of his female friends were married or close to his ex-wife from who he was divorced now for almost a year. He'd had a few dates but none seemed interesting to ask out twice. Then a few months ago he found the online chat while surfing the net.
On the way home he wished that just one of the mysterious women he met online were actually as uninhibited offline as they were online. He met one once but she was nothing like she portrayed online. That wasnt so bad, he actually expected that, what he didnt expect was how nervous she was in bed, abosolutely nothing like she promised if he paid her way to visit him.
A few miles from home he stopped at the super market to pick up some groceries for the 'fridge. After picking up some wine and cheeze he headed over to the produce aisle to check out some fresh veggies. As he pushed the cart along he saw her.
He wasnt sure from where but he was sure they had met. He glanced at her finger and saw the pale skin around her third finger announcing her new single status. He watched as she walked ahead. Suddenly she stopped....
After about 30 minutes he looked at the clock and seeing the time (4:30) folded the file. He then shut the door of his office and fired up his computer and logged on to an adult chat engine. He cruised for a bit and then gave up and headed out the door.
Now his mind was focused soley on sex. Most all of his female friends were married or close to his ex-wife from who he was divorced now for almost a year. He'd had a few dates but none seemed interesting to ask out twice. Then a few months ago he found the online chat while surfing the net.
On the way home he wished that just one of the mysterious women he met online were actually as uninhibited offline as they were online. He met one once but she was nothing like she portrayed online. That wasnt so bad, he actually expected that, what he didnt expect was how nervous she was in bed, abosolutely nothing like she promised if he paid her way to visit him.
A few miles from home he stopped at the super market to pick up some groceries for the 'fridge. After picking up some wine and cheeze he headed over to the produce aisle to check out some fresh veggies. As he pushed the cart along he saw her.
He wasnt sure from where but he was sure they had met. He glanced at her finger and saw the pale skin around her third finger announcing her new single status. He watched as she walked ahead. Suddenly she stopped....
cremebrulee
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Dead.
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Jimmy
Jimmy groaned and thrashed gently in his sleep as the dream began again....the delivery, the note and then Mrs. Hanson reclining on her chaise by the pool. Her lightly tanned skin glistening in the noonday sun, her heavy, round breasts lolling sideways with her tiny bikini top cutting into their bulk. The sweet pooch of her rounded belly and the generous flare of her womanly hips. She never even spoke to him as she stood and began to yank at his belt. Jimmy just stood there, trembling, sweating and allowed himself to be stripped.
His cock now bouncing in the air, Mrs. Hanson hissed into his ear as she squeezed his rigid meat hard, "Don't you dare cum until I tell you to, bad boy." Everything from then on remains a hot jumble of sensation and ecstasy in Jimmys' tortured mind. She'd laid him out on the chaise and took her pleasure on his mouth, grinding her cleanly waxed pussy across his nose until it was fully plugged with her wetness. She pulled his hair and pinched his nipples. She grunted and moaned through at least three orgasms as she used young Jimmys' face as a masturbation tool.
When she moved onto his dangerously swollen dick, she only needed two thrusts to engulf his fat eight inches fully, snarling obsceneties through clenched teeth, her eyes tighly shut.
"Yeah, naughty boy this is what fucking is supposed to be like, tits bouncing, round ass smacking your big balls...not those stick figure bitches in their belly shirts!" Juliet growled in a low and menacing voice.
And as had taken place two or three times a week over the months that had passed since that life-changing afternoon, Jimmy awoke thrashing in his sweaty sheets, his back arching as gout after gout of thick spunk erupted violently from his spasming cock. Jimmy laid still as the orgasm subsided, shaking and breathing hard, his hips still jerking gently in the aftermath.
Jimmy groaned and thrashed gently in his sleep as the dream began again....the delivery, the note and then Mrs. Hanson reclining on her chaise by the pool. Her lightly tanned skin glistening in the noonday sun, her heavy, round breasts lolling sideways with her tiny bikini top cutting into their bulk. The sweet pooch of her rounded belly and the generous flare of her womanly hips. She never even spoke to him as she stood and began to yank at his belt. Jimmy just stood there, trembling, sweating and allowed himself to be stripped.
His cock now bouncing in the air, Mrs. Hanson hissed into his ear as she squeezed his rigid meat hard, "Don't you dare cum until I tell you to, bad boy." Everything from then on remains a hot jumble of sensation and ecstasy in Jimmys' tortured mind. She'd laid him out on the chaise and took her pleasure on his mouth, grinding her cleanly waxed pussy across his nose until it was fully plugged with her wetness. She pulled his hair and pinched his nipples. She grunted and moaned through at least three orgasms as she used young Jimmys' face as a masturbation tool.
When she moved onto his dangerously swollen dick, she only needed two thrusts to engulf his fat eight inches fully, snarling obsceneties through clenched teeth, her eyes tighly shut.
"Yeah, naughty boy this is what fucking is supposed to be like, tits bouncing, round ass smacking your big balls...not those stick figure bitches in their belly shirts!" Juliet growled in a low and menacing voice.
And as had taken place two or three times a week over the months that had passed since that life-changing afternoon, Jimmy awoke thrashing in his sweaty sheets, his back arching as gout after gout of thick spunk erupted violently from his spasming cock. Jimmy laid still as the orgasm subsided, shaking and breathing hard, his hips still jerking gently in the aftermath.
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