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She smelled him before she saw him. That mix of cologne, stale cigarettes, beer and man-scent. She gasped as his arms went around her waist and she could feel his hot breath on the back of her neck. She had known he would follow her. They made eye contact in the bar; this tall, dark Irishman with the burning eyes. "It's dangerous for a woman to be standing out here alone, at night," he growled in her ear. When she entered Buskers Bar & Boomerang Night Club, after a day at the Dublin Writers Festival, it was filled with boisterous men screaming their support for their favorite team. Large-screen televisions glowed with athletic action.

First Date

"First dates are always an adventure", Terra muttered as she put the finishing touches on her outfit. At 5'6, she wasn't tall or short, and she sure wasn't a skinny girl either. She had packed her double D's into a lacy black bra, which happened to match her panties. A denim, knee length skirt and what she referred to as her black hooker boots, were topped off by a daringly low cut black and white striped blouse. Definately a shirt made for the top heavy. "Well damn, whore!" Leah, her roomate, walked in, lighting up a well rolled joint. "Xavier know what he got himself into?"Terra eyed her roomate.

Little Katie

Katie was sitting in room 298 waiting for someone to come in and do the standard stuff first. The door opens, and in walks a man in his early 20's to take her height, weight, and blood pressure... while he should probably be checking his own as he walks in and sees Katie laying on the hospital bed, legs splayed open displaying her tiny, bald pussy for him to see. "Uh... Hello, I am Mr. Roberts; here to do your normal, uh, check up routine. So if you would please remove your shoes... or, uh, step on the scale so we can take your weight." Katie followed his instructions, standing up and moving over to stand on the scale. He recorded her weight.

CEO Makes a Business Deal

Jack was the owner of a weapons manufacturer based in the Midwestern United States. He inherited the company from his father at age 28 when his father passed away. Now 34, Jack was firmly entrenched as the CEO and was, for all practical purposes, set for life. At six feet tall and 170 pounds, Jack was not an imposing figure. However, his three piece suits and clean shaven face told the world he was all business. To relieve his stress, Jack flew to Vegas three or four times per year for a couple days.

My Cocksucking Fantasy

There I was sitting in my car a in a strip mall not too far from home, nervous, anxious, and excited all rolled into one. It has been a long time fantasy to give another man a blowjob and Bill was a willing and able participant, at least from my conversations with him over the Internet. It was not to long before Bill arrived and pulled in next to me recognizing my car from the description I had given him. One last deep breath and I opened the door to his car. "Ken," he asked"Bill?" I replied. "Yes climb on in." I got into his car and although I'm not much of a car nut it seemed to be a very nice one, the smell of leather and wood adorned everywhere.

My Wife Took Up Yoga

After our second child my thirty-five-year-old wife complained that it was much harder for her to loose the weight and get her figure back. I just liked her large milk filled breasts. So anyway she joined a yoga class that met twice a week. That meant that I got stuck babysitting. Even though she expressed her mother's milk and put it in bottles for me, it was still a pain in the ass to warm it up and get our new daughter to drink it. The bright spot in all that was watching her get ready to go. It required her to take a bath while I watched and handed her our two-month old daughter to bathe. Then she carefully shaved her pussy.

My First Cock

I have dreamt about cocks for a long time. I tried to imagine what other guys cocks look like and what they would feel like to hold but when I was younger I could never imagine I would go any further and actually get to hold one, let alone suck it. I would surf the internet for hours looking at straight porn but I would always find myself finishing off on gay sites or chat rooms, looking to see as much cock as I could. I always found I could get a better hardon looking at guys jacking off than I could watching a m/f fuck frenzy. Anyway....I suppose it all really kicked off when I passed my driving test, at last I had the freedom I needed.

My Friend James

I had never thought of James in a sexual way. He had always been just the friend, the really good friend. The kind that you didnt have to act any certain way around him. I had never felt incredbily comfortable with the body i had. I was awkward, never once thinking of myself as someone sexy or desirable in any way. One night I was sitting on the couch with James, my head was in his lap and my eyes were closed. Everyone else had left the party, the alcohol of course had gone straight to my head, i was never much of a drinker. I cant remember the song that was playing but it was something very loud and irritating. James was playing with my long blonde hair, twirling it between his fingers.

Raped for Good part 2

Jerry was spending a few days with his old high school buddy, Bill, and his sister, Barbara. Jerry hadn't seen Bill in years, and when he found that he would be in his town on business, he had called to say hello. Bill had insisted that he stay with them, instead of at a motel. That evening, after a good dinner, the three of them were sitting in the den sipping wine and talking. "By the way, Barbara, how did your class go today?" Bill asked his sister. "Great," she grinned. "Wait until you see what we learned today.""I can hardly wait," Bill grinned. "What kind of class are you taking?" Jerry asked. Barbara grinned wickedly. "Strip tease dancing!""You're kidding," Jerry laughed.

Friends... with benefits?

A few weeks had passed since Alan had last visited. He sat on the bed with her, again watching TV. She wasn't sure if what had happened last time was real at all until he began to rub his leg against hers and shift his body so he was closer to her. "Hey, do you think you could-" he began to say. "No, that was a one time thing." she said, cutting him off. She crossed her arms and sat watching the cartoons. She was still mad at him for using her, and didn't want him to just think of her as a slut. Although she had to admit, having him want her made her excited, and she felt herself start to get wet thinking about what they had done.