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True Love

Despite the heat I was feeling from behind, a cooling February breeze was blowing in off the blue water below, sweeping across the condo balcony and entering through the open sliding-glass doors, disturbing, no doubt, the veil-like curtains flanking them. I looked mostly at the pillow below, its satiny case a kind of silver in color. Silver-grey. With each thrust I moaned, involuntarily, while beginning to wonder, as the pleasurable minutes ticked away, if my lover was growing tired of the endless vocalizing. Some guys, in my experience, the dominant type in particular, didn't like it. "Shut up!" "Yes. Yessir." My new friend said nothing, however. He just fucked away, his tempo fast, relentless, though not overly forceful. He seemed to stop just shy of pounding into me each time—pounding me into the headboard—for which I was grateful. It made it more like love-making than a mere, desperate fuck. It was artful, his technique. We'd met on the beach what seem

Dance Me to the End of Love Ch. 03

(Author's Note: This chapter has a little more backstory, but no sex. The following chapters will contain sex. Lots of sex.) SHE is standing at our front door. Her hair is long, relaxed curls flecked with reddish-gold, tumbling out of the colorful scarf in which it's lightly gathered. She has an elegantly mature, somewhat chiseled face, with high cheekbones that taper to a delicately rounded chin, a pert nose, and a small but expressive mouth—currently wearing a slightly pouty smile—highlighted by rosy-taupe lipgloss. Her eyes are hidden behind large, dark designer sunglasses. She's wearing a light, shawl-collar blazer over a tailored white button-down, rather conservatively buttoned-up, and french-tucked into cropped, very tailored, dark wash jeans, pulled together with a skinny black belt and black patent leather pumps. On anyone else, I would have cynically called it an "intentionally—and expensively—insouciant look," but for now, I freeze... For What It'

Into the Woods in Rubber Pt. 01

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Dr. Greenwood's Latest Machine

Trish was bored, as she often was in the time between getting home and leaving for work in the morning. She normally worked late on a Friday to shorten the gap but her over cheery manager had sent everyone home early as a 'treat'. She looked around her apartment for something to do, she could watch whatever trash was on the TV, maybe read a book? Nothing particularly inspired her. She checked her phone and saw a message from Spence. She had dated him a while ago, he was a brilliant scientist, one of the smartest guys at the company. But it never worked out, he was a little too eager and just not Trish's stype. She was tall, slim with bouncy red hair and boobs that were way bigger than necessary. Although she often tried to hide her figure and didn't do much in terms of make-up she had a natural beauty that was hard to hide. Spence was cute, about the same height as her, skinny, crazy black hair that never seemed to sit quite right. She liked him but she wasn't att

My Weekend Workout Pt. 01

It's the mid 70's. I'm at the height of my physical wellbeing. I do circuit-weight training and swim laps for an hour every morning during the week. On the weekend I bike 15 miles both days. I'm a slim, trim, well-built healthy and horny young man. I've been told I'm handsome. Oh yes, my cock. It's a nice cock, 7 inched hard. And yes, hard, that is its normal state most of the time. It only takes a passing thought or a look at a woman with a nice ass and shapely legs or a view of a man with sporting a nice bulge for a package. Aside from seeing a hot body, I love and am turned on by all things shiny. There's nothing hotter than an outfit of spandex, lycra, rubber, leather, or silk. They were sexy as hell to look at and even more sexy to wear. I loved seeing the outline of a nice cock inside of these tight shiny fabrics. My mouth would water and my cock would get hard. I loved wearing speedo's to swim and lycra outfits to bike. From my exercise regi

The Rock Chick Ch. 01

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