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I hesitated before writing this, because I was unsure that I wanted to think about what happened again. But now, a little more than a week afterwards, I find I am fantasizing about it and I am thinking about how to do it again.

It all came about because my son’s soccer club elected to send teams to the NEYSO Alamo Classic. This is an annual tournament, held in San Antonio over Thanksgiving Weekend. We weren’t sure what to expect, beyond being annoyed that we couldn’t spend Thanksgiving at home doing the traditional meal because our first match was early on Friday.

We decided to celebrate Thanksgiving on Wednesday, the day before the official holiday. It was kind of pleasant, skipping work to put up Christmas lights and gorge myself on turkey. We watched the Macy’s parade on Thursday (Katie Couric is a BABE!) and then headed off down I-10. We brought our new dog with us, having selected a pet-friendly motel.

As it happened, my mother-in-law flew to San Antonio to watch the tourney too. We checked into our motel and then went off to collect her. Originally, my parents were going to come, but when my mom had medication problems, Anne stepped in to attend in their place.

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“You want me to do what?” I exclaimed, as my wife Paula rode me.

“I want you to dress up like a cheerleader for the Halloween party while I dress up like a horny teacher,” she explained again. I could feel how wet she was, and as if to show it, she slid off me and jacked me a few times, using her juices as lube. Then she slid back onto me and let me lick her fingers. They were coated with her juices and my precum.

“I don’t think so,” I said. I don’t think she bought my protest, coming as a moan like it did. She stopped and just squeezed me, making me groan with each pulse of her Kegel-enhanced pussy.

“Yes you do,” she said, taking charge now and kissing me. “Just like you want me to let you cum in me and then make you suck it out.”

“No, no, no,” I said, even while we both knew I was lying. I loved being forced to do it. It was a game we played.

“Yes,” she paused, “you do. You want to have me stick my dripping pussy on your mouth and let you clean it.”

“No…”

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“Lori,

“Sorry there’s no food in the fridge.

“Dominoes is speed dial 1. Ask for Scott.

“Love ya,

“Bobbie”

The note was typical of the way Bobbie breezed through life. Somehow, she managed to not care very deeply about anything, and had all the more fun because of it.

I looked around Bobbie’s apartment, which doubled as her studio. She was making a good living, but nothing visible reflected it, except maybe the stereo. That didn’t count, because I knew one of her boyfriends had given it to her.

I was housesitting for Bobbie. As was typical for her, she had won a four day trip to Las Vegas, and had taken off with a girlfriend. In a rare moment of Serendipity, I had just sold my interest in a commercial property and had decided to take off a week. Thus, I offered to watch her house, just to be out of range of my pager.

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I looked down at the pink gash between my wife Lesley’s spread legs, already wet with my saliva and her juices. I controlled my horniness as I ran my tongue from the mattress to her downy patch. My tongue pressed between her lips, and I tasted hot fluid while my tongue felt the heat of her engorged lips. I loved eating Lesley, and tonight she was enjoying it.

“God, I want to fuck you,” I moaned. “I want to stick my dick right here–” driving my tongue in and out before continuing–”and fuck you.”

“Shhhhhh,” she said. Sometimes she likes hot talk, but I guessed she did not this night.

I put my tongue to better use, sliding between her lips and over her clit. I gently coaxed her clit out, suckling as required. I felt a hot rush of juices, and used both hands to pry her open and suck the juices out. She gasped with pleasure. She was ready for me.

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I’m leaving,” I announced. “I am tired of your jealousies and demands. I’m sick of it, you hear?” I continued to stuff my things into my suitcase.

“And where would you go Bobbie?” Clem sneered. “It’s a long way from Ramstein to Dubuque.”

Clem always held that over me. I had moved to be with him almost a year ago, and when I was safely trapped in Germany he became more demanding. He had completely changed our relationship, and tried continually to assert his dominance. He thought me stuck. He thought wrong.

“Jeff said I could stay with him,” I spat at him. I was furious, but my mood brightened considerably when I saw that his haughty attitude disappeared.

“Jeff? My buddy from the depot?” Clem seemed confused. The balance had shifted and he was now struggling. I continued packing my things. “C’mon baby,” he said, cajoling me now that I was in the stronger position.

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Clem stood at the alter, nervously waiting for the first appearance of his fiancé. He had those jitters common among grooms, but he was excited to be marrying Lori. Lori was going to be a wonderful wife, he had no doubts. He wanted to start their new life together.

He also wanted desperately to be with Lori. Theirs was a strange situation, not only because they had not been together yet. That was strange enough in today’s society. But even stranger was the fact that neither of them were virgins!

Clem had plenty of experience before “regaining his virginity” by taking a vow of celibacy until he was married. He had taken the vow 6 months before meeting Lori, and most of the women he had dated didn’t understand. They thought he was uninterested, when in fact he was just trying to regain some sexual purity.

He met Lori in a support group called Virginal Again. She too had been having difficulty, and they had hit it off straight away. Soon they were dating, and less than 3 months later he was sure he wanted to spend his live with her, and he proposed marriage.

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Oh God, it felt wonderful. Hugging the pillow, on my knees, I was where I loved to be. I felt my orgasm building ever closer as James slid in and out of my ass. His cock was too big to get rock hard, but it did feel like a stiff log of salami fucking me. James knew how to fuck and he knew how I liked it. Oh God!

He gripped my hair, pulling me up so he could whisper in my ear. “Do you like it bitch?” he snarled lovingly. He liked to use foul language when we were together, and I think it enhanced the taboo for him. I trembled, feeling his hot breath on my face.

“Oh yeah, fuck me with that big black dick of yours,” I panted. He loved me to play the race card as well, to be the weak white boy that the powerful black man was giving such pleasure to. “You fuck so damn well; give it to me.”

“How do you want it, slut?” he said, his words full of a venom I knew he didn’t really feel.

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In my work as a pedestrian advocate, I performed a study on crowding of elevators. Thus, I got to know the marvelous X10 wireless “spy” camera. I put this tiny marvel in the roof of the elevator cabs and recorded the number of people who got on and how much space people needed. Besides learning that the traveling public is more willing to be crowded on elevators than I thought, I learned just how cool this technology is.

When the project was over, I had indefinite loan of the cameras. Being a constantly horny bastard, I of course wanted to film my wife and me having sex. I installed two of the cameras in our bedroom while Simone was out shopping, in an upper corner of the room where the cobwebs made it obvious that Simone never looked there. They were aimed at the bed, and I couldn’t wait to get it on!

The next day, I viewed the cameras over the internet to make sure they worked. These X10 cameras work great with our computer, since I have an always-on cablemodem connection. I could turn them on and off, see what they had recorded, etc.

I called home and asked Simone if she felt like a nooner. She hesitated, explaining that the lawn guys were out working. I chuckled and said we’d pull the blinds on our second-story bedroom if she were that nervous. She agreed, and I clicked on the cameras to record-mode and drove home.

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I felt all quivery inside. I couldn’t see Clem, but could only imagine what he was seeing and feeling. I was anxious, enjoying the anticipation, my face buried in the pillow I was hugging. Clem could see my furry cunt, my asshole, my precious assets since I was on my knees, butt up. What would he do? I had no idea.

Damn, I was horny.

Clem was a new lover, brand new. I loved that. I loved the anxious moments when we both got naked and eyed each other. I loved stripping off my clothes in front of a new man, seeing his eyes devour my flesh. I loved watching his eyes as they roamed my body, judging me. I loved trying to guess what he was thinking, although I knew damn well he was thinking about how he could use me. I loved that.

I loved seeing his body, knowing he would be anxious. Clem obviously was concerned with his cocksize, as all men seemed to be. Even the largest man worried that I would reject him based on his penis. They never seemed to realize that I could appreciate all cocks. Large cocks pressed inside me, filled me, rubbed my special places. I loved that. But smaller cocks were equally wonderful. They seemed more agile. It was easier to take them into my throat. It was easier and more pleasurable to find a moderate cock in my ass. Men with cocks like Clem had a special place in my sex life. Clem would be more oral, I knew, more attentive, more attuned to my pleasure in order to compensate for his underwhelming size. Yes, men with smaller cocks were usually better overall lovers.

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It was a beautiful sight. The moon hung like a ripe peach over the shimmering lake. A “harvest moon,” it seemed uncommonly large and orange. It was displayed against a clear night made possible by the sudden dip in temperature and humidity. The stable air also made the stars bright white, without the winking associated with a turbulent atmosphere. The combined moonlight and starlight lit the water and allowed me to clearly see Jenny’s nude form.

She was the beautiful sight.

Jenny had the long lean lines of a dancer, which she was. But she also had the growing breasts of a twentysomething woman, fully mature. So I was caught between being amazed by her graceful movements, even in hip-deep water, and being amazed at how totally sexy she was.

We frolicked in the lake, dipping often to find the warmth of the water when the cold night air chilled us. Jenny was becoming cold, which confused the issue as to why her nipples were so hard: was it arousal (I hoped) or mere evaporation? She eventuated to playing a crocodile, her eyes and nose the only parts of her above water. Her long hair floated up as she moved, to become a floating web of silk on the surface.

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It was Peter’s birthday, and his wife wanted to give him a gift. A big gift. Thing is, I thought maybe it was a gift for her more than for him.

Lina wanted to come clean with him, which meant telling him that she and I were having a torrid affair. She assured me that this would be the best gift she could give him, but I thought it was an invitation to disaster. Canadians are not a violent bunch as a rule, but she and I had made him a cuckolded fool; if I were him, I’d have pulled out my Smith and Wesson and ended the affair with two well-placed bullets. I was a bit nervous and pretty sure no good would come of confessing.

Lina wanted to go farther, and thus I was approaching their door on his birthday at 9pm. She had called me an hour ago to confirm that all was OK, and to come on. Even so, I almost fled rather than ring the doorbell.

Lina answered the door looking more spectacular than I had ever seen her. Of course, she was normally pretty, but she was dressed to kill tonight. She was the very picture of a dominatrix, from her four inch steel stiletto heels to her blood red lips and slicked back coif. In between, she wore thigh-high stretch knickers, a maid’s skirt and apron (no blouse), and a studded choker.

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He must have heard my key in the lock, because he was already stripping when I came into the room. I tottered over to our “special” chair, the nice “mid-century” leather one with the plush armrests. I hiked up my sequined dress and put my legs over the arms, opening my naked, leaking pussy to his view. Like the eager pup he is, he knelt on the floor and immediately pressed his face into my gooey crotch. I loved him for that.

“Tell me about it,” he said, running his tongue deeply between my sorely stretched lips. It felt marvelous, of course. Clem knows how to use that tongue of his.

“Well, he was in the Penthouse Suite at the Adams Mark, just like he said he would be. His suit was gorgeous.”

“Was he handsome?” Clem asked.

“Hmmmm, not my type, but yeah, he was.”

“OK, go on,” he instructed me.

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I knew it was my turn, but her fantasy was really out there. I loved her but…

“What if I get claustrophobic?” I asked.

“Honey, you know I won’t make you suffer,” she smiled. Then she looked at me with those big brown eyes of hers, and shook her head in that irritatingly sexy way that made her hair sway and I just melted.

“OK,” I sighed.

“Oh goody!” she said, gleefully clapping her hands. “I’ll go get the stuff,” and with that she hopped off the couch.

I watched her go, her sexy caboose shaking as she trotted prettily. I decided I was going to be a totally good sport about this. It was her fantasy and if I was going to go through with it I was going to try to make it sexy for her. At least she hadn’t asked me to eat my cum from her pussy again.

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Creampie Eater, indeed. What a name! Lemme tell ya, the dude deserves everything Jezzie and I gave him. I mean, he almost whelshed on our deal! He’s a fucking liar and a faggot. Lemme tell ya.

We met the dude online, goin’ through the Yahoo personals. Jezzie and I like to have a little fun, ya know? We ain’t too hung up on having fun with other people, and I think it spices up our love life. I love fucking other wimmen, and Jezzie likes a little fresh meat too. Sometimes, I get off watching her with the babe, especially after I just got done fucking her brains out. But, I digress. We were having a party for some “close personal friends,” and I was looking for a little entertainment. Ya know?

I come across this dude, looking to meet couples. Not just wimmen, but Couples! So I think this could be fun, assuming the dude ain’t one of those internet liars who are all show and no go. I send him a message, asking what he has in mind. The freak writes back that he likes eating sperm from a woman who just got fucked! Don’t that beat all? I mean, its hot when Jezzie does it, but chicks are s’posed to be cum-guzzlers. Dudes are not supposed to do that (in my opinion).

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It was not a good day, he decided wearily. Getting told off by his boss, and sent home to think about it was humiliating. It was hard enough to work during Christmastide, but to have his work devalued and to endure the smirks of his peers was horrible.

“Maybe,” he thought hopefully as he got out of his car, “Marlene will be up for a nooner.”

He found the front door unlocked, which wasn’t all that surprising. Marlene was always dashing to the neighbors to have coffee and gossip. It was slightly more surprising that his dog didn’t run in like Dino to yap and wag his tail. Maybe he was in the back yard. But what was truly shocking was to go into the kitchen and find Marlene crouching down and her face between the legs of Anne, the neighbor in the cul-de-sac. Anne was sitting on the counter, her skirt pulled up while Marlene was eating her.

“What the fuck!” he thundered. If he expected Marlene to go on the defensive, he was wrong.

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“Ngh! Ngh! Nggggggh!”, he grunted. Karen could feel Clem’s ejaculate spewing into her wet hole, even though he was buried deeply inside her. The realization that he was going to be momentarily sucking it out of her brought her that much closer to her own orgasm. She waited until he stopped trembling, and she felt his body relax onto hers.

“MMMmmmm,” she purred, “was that nice for you?”

“Oh baby,” he sighed, rolling onto his side, his cock now shrinking and pulling out to unplug her. “That was wonderful!”

She rolled onto her side, willing the words to come out. She felt herself nudge even closer to orgasm. “Are you ready to clean my nasty pussy now?” she said, knowing how much he loved her talking explicitly.

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I shifted in my seat, very uncomfortable with the looks Madam Snake was giving me. I wanted to glance over to Shawna, my wife, but I was too chicken.

“I warn you,” she was saying, “that getting what you ask for is painful.” She gave us a tight smile, indicating that the thought of making things painful for us was pleasant to her. “These are forms asking you to list what two things you would like me to consider as activities when we meet next week.” She slid the forms to the opposite corners of her desk, so that Shawna and I couldn’t peek at each other’s.

On mine I wrote, “I am interested in being restrained”, then paused. I had a fantasy involving watching my wife with another man, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to see it really come true. I felt my dick get hard, and went ahead and wrote “I would like to watch my wife with someone else”. There was another part of the form where I was to indicate things I would refuse to do, and there I wrote “serious pain or cutting.” Then I signed it where it indicated, and slid it back to her.

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This time the ring came even before he got into the car.

“Come over, now,” Ska ordered.

Jason laughed. “Just hold your horses,” he said, peaking through the shutters. “He hasn’t even pulled out of the garage.”

“C’mon, now,” she insisted. She decided to sweeten the pot a little. “I’m here on my hands and knees, my ass up high, holding it in just for you.”

“I’ll be right there.”

When Jason got there, Ska was sure enough face down on the bed, her ass up high. Jason trembled as he pulled off the t-shirt he wore, then sat on the bed. He leaned forward, studying the sexy sight he beheld.

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“So, Gringald, what are the implications of this?” The fat man in the red fur suit tapped the letter impatiently.

Gringald pushed his glasses up on his long green nose and scratched his pointy ears before replying. “You know, this request is not unprecedented. However, since these are very litigious times, I’ve asked Smarmsworth to review it as well. He is chief council for that region.” Gringald picked up the remote and flipped on the videoconferencing system. “Smarmsworth, are you there?”

The picture of Smarmsworth, an elderly and distinguished-looking Elf, came into sharper focus as the digital set warmed up. “Yes, I am here. I have reviewed the letter in question, and I don’t think there is any legal reason not to give the gift requested.” He peered into the camera, as if trying to see better. “What I want to know is why a 23 year old woman would be sending this kind of letter, anyways. Most people her age are too cynical to send a Letter to Santa, let alone expect such a request to be granted.”

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“Meet you at the Fox & Hound, Discovery Bay, around 6PM,” he promised. “I can’t wait.”

“Me either,” I enthused. “See ya then.” I set the phone back into the cradle, and grinned. It was working out so well it was scary.

I was in Honolulu, staying the weekend in order to get a discount airfare. Knowing my plans in advance, I had advertised myself on a couple Yahoo sites, and finally, two days ago, I got a nibble. A rushed check of each other’s interests, including pics of them in action, and it was all set.

Rick had IM’d me early that morning, and I had gotten him so worked up he had to go fuck his wife. After that, he’d finally got her convinced to try their first threesome. He then called my hotel to tell me it was a go, and to set up the meeting. I had researched meeting places and found the Fox & Hound less than a block from my hotel, which sounded good to both of us.

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Shannon looked over at her friend Anna Lee, considering. Anna Lee was a good two months past being able to hide her pregnancy. She was now in the beginning stages of the uncomfortable period, and it would go down from here. And yet, Shannon thought that her friend was suffering from more than simply being pregnant. She was depressed, and it showed.

Shannon knew women who were glorious in their pregnancy. The body was in full bloom, filled with blood and vitality and hormones. They positively glowed. Shannon envied these women every time she passed them. When Ann Lee told her she was pregnant, Shannon had been certain Anna Lee would glow.

The reality, though, was different. Anna Lee had become convinced that she was ugly, that she was fat, that she was stupid, and it showed. She had stopped caring for her appearance. Her once beautiful blonde mane was now an unkempt mop, showing at least three inches of darker roots. Part of it was how quickly her hair grew with the influx of blood and hormones, but that didn’t explain the lack of effort.

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I don’t know what I had done to deserve such frustration. It was intense, it was erotic, it was… frustrating.

I loved our new house, and especially our new master bedroom. Our kingsize four-poster didn’t come close to filling it. Joon-Lee was able to decorate it to her tastes, which meant a few sumptuous deep rugs on the hardwood floors. I was now laying on one of those rugs, the one placed near the foot of the bed. I was face-up, my hands cuffed to my sides and my ankles cuffed to the foot posts on the bed

Joon-Lee had started the gas fire, then knelt besides me. Her pretty face had a serene look to it, framed by her blunt bangs and silky hair that partially covered her cheeks. Her oval eyes looked at me affectionately as she slid her fist slowly back and forth on my lubricated cock, not fast enough to make me cum but with enough effort to make me wish I could cum.

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“Mr. Johnson,” the Doctor said, “have you been feeling quite well?”

“Yes, I think so…” Sam Johnson replied. He was quite agitated, and had been since Doctor William Scott called. There was a problem with his annual physical. He needed to come in. It was all very worrying.

“No tiredness?” Dr. Scott asked.

“Well, maybe a little,” Sam allowed.

“Difficulty getting up in the morning?” the Doctor continued.

“I guess… I’ve been working hard,” Sam answered. Doctor Scott gave a little frown, and scribbled on his Palm Pilot.

“Numbness?”

“No!”

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“You fucking bastard,” she screeched. “Is this what you wanted?” Her face was contorted into a mask of fury.

I watched helplessly as she was fucked royally by the man. Laying on my back, secured spreadeagled as they fucked above me, I couldn’t help but see. His big fat cock was sliding in and out of her juicy pussy a foot or two above my face. Her well-used cunt was gripping his veined shaft, pulled out and pushed in as he fucked my wife.

He and the others had spent considerable time licking her until she was sopping wet mess. They had laughed at me as they pried open her hole to show me the moisture dripping out. Oh god, they had had her squat above my face as they spanked her pussy, the droplets of juice splattering my face.

Worse was when she sucked them each in turn. Her muffled noises reached my ears as easily as the strings of spit dripped down onto my face. I could see perfectly the bulge in her throat as they pushed beyond her mouth. She had never wanted to let me into her throat, so as far as I knew she was giving her first deepthroat to men I didn’t even know. I watched as they literally fucked her face, her lips becoming sloppy with mouth juice. Their balls slapped her chin wetly. She was positioned above me for maximum cruelty, and I could feel her pussy dripping burning juice onto my stomach. She was loving her role as oral slut.

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It was Judy who introduced me to eating pussy. A good friend of mine, we often went together to parties. After we got good and gassed, we’d head back to one of our apartments and talk. Sometimes, we talked about highbrow ideals or maybe politics, but often it degraded quickly to sex.

We had very similar ideas about sex. We both liked fucking quite a lot. We agreed that sex could be casual, although it got complicated quickly. We even learned we both liked the idea of multiple simultaneous partners… an orgy. But Judy, knockout that she was, was far more experienced in all this than me.

Judy was good looking, but even more importantly she was sexy. Lots of people told me I was good looking, but I would never have been called sexy. Judy just had a way about her that made it obvious she liked sex. She didn’t play up her nice-sized breasts. She didn’t wear tiny skirts (too often), or high heels, or red lipstick. She was just damn sexy.

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I heard the squeaky frame of the car from Rent-A-Wreck in the driveway as it passed by the window of our bedroom suite. My wife Julie was home. We had rented the car for her slumming, because her Alfa Romeo was far too noticeable. I saw on my keypad that she opened the house door and came in.

I waited patiently until she opened the bedroom door and stepped in, her stiletto heels clicking on the marble entryway. She set her bag down, and strutted to the bed.

When she had left the house six hours ago, she had not looked like her normal self. Instead of her nicely tailored fashionable clothing, she had worn her sluttiest outfit. She had worn a tightly fitting yellow mini-dress that barely covered the tops of her garter hose, and clung tightly to her “enhanced” breasts. It displayed the toned muscles that endless hours in the gym created. Her golden blonde hair had been stacked on top of her head in order to cascade down sexily with wispy tendrils. She had been incredibly hot.

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I watched with satisfaction as the young stud pulled his long fat cock out of my wife. It was shiny with their juices, and I watched it plop wetly out, the head dragging out some cum with it. His dick had been stunning when erect, far bigger than mine and thicker too with big veins distended from it. It was the sort of cock my wife loved to have jamming in and out.

“Here’s your 50 bucks,” I said, handing the worn out man his wages. “Get out.” I really did dislike being so cold, but time was wasting.

“Hey, man!” he protested. “Can’t I even put my britches on?”

“No. Leave. Now.” I gave him my coldest look, bordering on fury. I knew it would look unbalanced, and perhaps frightening, which was my intent. He took the hint, and left with his clothes bundled in his arm.

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My girlfriend (I’ll call her Cheyenne) is way out of my league. Like any straight guy, I was initially attracted to her beauty. She is half Native American, with a face to stop traffic, long silky black hair, and a figure that makes my cock throb even when she isn’t naked. I don’t know how it happened, but she is my lover and I am not about to question why or how it happened.

Actually, I think one reason she keeps me around is my willingness to please her. She loves the way I spend my time licking and sucking her pussy. I am never in a rush, but I take my time to read her body, building her to an orgasm that leaves her exhausted but smiling. I think she is then at her most beautiful, glowing with sexual satisfaction.

I think she also likes that I have agreed to be monogamous to her while letting her play with other men. She is a very sexual creature, and I know she can have far more orgasms than I could ever have. It wouldn’t be right for me to be satisfied (and she DOES keep me very satisfied) while she yearns to cum more. So we have an arrangement. All her other lovers and I stay monogamous, and she can play with any of us.

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“Clem!” I heard Raven exclaim. “What on Earth are you doing?!”

My hand stopped stroking my woody immediately. The red in my face stopped being from sexual excitement and became deeper, an indication of my horrored embarrassment. You see, I was standing in our master bath, looking at myself in the mirror, wacking off. To be caught flailing my winky was bad enough, but I was wearing her black babydoll negligee, panties, and black patent leather heels. I was incapable of answering.

“Answer me!” she shouted. “Why are you wearing my clothes?!”

Meekly, I explained that I loved to see her wearing them, and that it aroused me tremendously when she did. I had thought that maybe I would get that same feeling if I wore them. Even as I spoke the explanation, I realized it was lame.

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Service to Nathalie wasn’t quite what I expected. I knew before I met her how horny she was, and I expected that she would want to be sexy with her brand-spanking-new sex slave. (”spanking”? ) But instead, she put me to work! She put a heavy emphasis of the slave part of “sex slave”. I quickly learned that was the price of experiencing FemDom.

As soon as I showed up at her house, she had me strip completely naked, which was promising. I expected something really sexy, like oral worship or masturbating in front of her. But then she handed me a bucket of cleaning supplies and had me clean her bathroom. Let me tell you, swabbing out toilets is not my idea of fun. Nor is cleaning the grout with a toothbrush.

When she came in an hour later to inspect, she seemed pleased. She handed me a condom at that point and told me to ejaculate into it. What?

“You heard me,” she said with her voice dropping almost an octave.

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