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Campground Fun

It was late summer and I was on a cross country trip on my motorcycle. I pull a camper with it so it makes it a lot less expensive to stop for the night. Campgrounds are usually good with showers, laundry facilities and a convenience store. I had ridden about 400 miles when I decided I had enough and checked my GPS for the nearest campground. Fortunately for me there was one a few miles up the road. When I stopped for gas I called ahead and managed to get a site to use that had electric and water. As I was checking in I was told that the following night some local musicians would be putting on a bluegrass show. The locals usually put out a buffet as well and only ask for a …

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T O N G U E – – T I E D

TONGUE-TIED Renata was in a foul mood, although a satisfied smile did curl her lips as she peered at herself in the full-length mirror. She looked damn good, she thought. She knew she had a good body, anybody would. Slim, five-seven, pretty face, glistening shoulder-length black hair, firm not-too-big tits, flat tummy, toned upper body and long, lean legs. She was thirty-nine years old but people often took her for much younger. She knew she was hot. Her Cleopatra costume showed off her bod tremendously, she thought as she eyed her reflection, which was exactly what she wanted it to do this night. Shiny, metallic crop top, accentuating her sexy cleavage, and its matching headpiece and leggy, slit skirt, and golden sandals. Her bare midriff with sunken navel on full display. Multiple gold bangles on …

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Vibe–Ration

Jill Strasburg stood in her sons’ driveway and scowled. Her eyes fixed on the object sitting in front of her sons’ garage door. Matthew stood on the front stoop and watched his mother; he knew the moment she had stopped walking from her car to the front door what had happened. He had forgotten and left the bike out. Shit, Matt thought, I should have put the damn thing in the garage. With a sigh the twenty-seven year old walked down the sidewalk to his mother. He could tell by her expression she was not very happy right now. “Yes mom” Matt said. “It’s a motorcycle.” “You know how I feel about these things” his mother continued to scowl. “I know” Matt sighed. “Look, I wear a helmet, I took every safety course.” He told …

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Take Care of Me

What did I look like, 5’8, 19 years old, sweating my ass off on a little Huffy mountain bike that I ain’t rode since middle school? It was now a rusty, squealing, piece of shit. My clothes were sticking to me because of this damn summer heat. I had no license, no car, and no money to buy one. I had no job because no one wanted to hire a fresh outta high school newbie with no job experience. Next year, I’d be starting college, and I didn’t even know what I wanted to do. Right now, it was too damn hot to think about anything but getting my ass home. My piece of shit bike squeaked down my neighborhood, passing the same houses with the same people in them since I was in elementary …

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My soul mate never thought to be part 3

This is a continuence of Jim and julies life together there are a few twists  4 months later…  In the hallway between. Classes I’m talking to the guys in the hall when I get a text it was Julie it was only containing 8 words “meet me outside of the girls bathroom NOW”  I usually got texts like this because she wanted me to walk her to class or skip a class to spend time alone. I walked stood outside of the bathroom the final bell rang “oh well” i thought “I’ll make the class up tomorrow”  she walks out of the bathroom in a skin tight deep blue aeropostle shirt  denim skinny jeans that I bought her the day before and her highlighted blond hair in a bun her sky-blue eyes looking at me …

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The Neighbor Computer Tech

Fbailey story number 490 The Neighbor Computer Tech She was crying when she knocked on my door. I recognized her as the woman from next door so I opened my door and invited her in. Between the sobbing and the crocodile tears she managed to tell me that she had broken her husband’s computer and that he would kill her. She begged me to fix it for her. I told her that I would have a look at it. She also said that if he ever found out that I had touched his precious computer that he would kill me too. I was not impressed at all. I didn’t even like the guy. We had words when I first moved in about everything from mowing the lawn and trash to parking and snow removal. Basically …

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Ride the wave

15-year old Matthew helps 59-year Ruth walk home Matthew: 15-year old white male, 5″ 9′ tall, 130 lbs, dark hair, green eyes, 9-inch cock Ruth: 59-year old black female, 5″ 2″ tall, 200 lbs, 40E breasts, 52-inch black booty Matthew is your typical 15-year old kid, who was busy texting on his phone when he bumped into a 59-year old black woman named Ruth. Their little altercation made Ruth to drop one of her grocery bags. Causing a few of her items to roll down the street. Matthew put away his mobile phone and quickly retrieved the items “I’m so sorry. Let me get those for you Mame” Ruth appreciated the fact the Matthew was being such a gentleman. “You’re such a kind young man. Thank you so much, for helping an old lady out” …

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Please, Mrs. Robinson – 1

Story Title – Please, Mrs. Robinson – 1 (MILF, Fm, Exhibitionist, implied incest) Summary – A story about an older woman and younger man. Would she really seduce her son’s best friend? Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don’t be a dick with other people’s lives! ———– “Jimmy,” Nancy Robinson yelled up the stairway. “Brandon’s here!” She stood at the base of the stairs, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. The young visitor stood behind her, dressed in clean, white, baseball uniform. As she bent down slightly to look up the stairwell, her breasts nearly tumbled out of her …

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The Love Cruise

Not sure about all of the readers on here, but my husband and I do enjoy watching a certain channel on Saturday nights, when we are not entertaining friends, or being entertained at their houses. If you are readers of our stories, you know what I am talking about. But over the years, we have settled down a little and do enjoy these movies, even though we know how they will always end, even the Christmas one’s always end the same. This story is a story about a widow and a widower, who meet on a cruise ship and fall deeply in love. But what they don’t show on those mushy movies, that always end in a kiss, is the sexual journey two new lovers always take, as well. **************************************************************************************************** Chapter 1 “This is going …

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Sibling reunion leads to new relationship – Chapter 4

Thank you readers who left all those wonderful comments. Quick reminder of where we left of : Bobby and Jessie spend all day holding each other and talking, interspersed with moments of passion filled lovemaking. Tomorrow is the day Jessie has to go for the shooting and Bobby is to accompany her aslo she agreed to let him watch as her sister stars in the movie Heads up : This chapter is all about the build up, it does not have sex Chapter 4: At the studio The following morning we were both up early, after a quiet breakfast we headed into the city. As Jessie drove us to the studio she kept glancing sideways at me, finally I turned to her. “What?” “Nothing” “Come on Jessie, something’s bothering you, so what is it” “It’s …

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Bait and Switch Retype – Ch 19-20

=================================== Ch 19 It takes me nearly an hour to convince mom that she hadn’t see an alien ship abducting Summer, and thankfully my sister is there to back up my story. Summer and I agree that my sister needs to leave our mother’s home, though, just so that a repeat occurrence isn’t likely. Her first thought is to come up and stay with me. When I point out that we aren’t likely to be able to keep our hands off each other, and people will notice, and that Lela and/or Harana can pick us up easily enough wherever we are, she decides to hitch a ride back home with Lela. That also allows her to start getting her affairs in order, just in case the demons kill us. My wonderful sister is even willing …

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The 2300 Gathering_(1)

“LAST CALL FOR FLIGHT 1624 NON-STOP TO LONDON HEATHROW AIRPORT!” “Shit!” I ran down the terminal in Atlanta to catch my flight to England. My last flight from Florida arrived late and I barely had any time to run to my next gate to catch my connecting flight to London. I heard the last call for my flight to London. I had to pick up the pace because the gate was on the complete other side of the terminal…just my luck. When I finally make it to the gate, the gate agent closes the door. “WAIT DON’T CLOSE IT! I’M HERE!!” The gate agent looks up at me a little startled. “I’m so sorry sir, you just missed your flight.” I start to plead with the agent to let me get on the flight but …

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The Urologist, part 2

The next week just dragged along. I did have some pills to assist my blood flow so I did have sex with my long term partner and even though we knew each other’s bodies so well, there did seem to be something extra that was ignited in me on those nights where we had sex. I’m still not sure why that happened other than my ego got a BIG boost from Ms. Oh. She did call to confirm my appointment that following week and confirmed that she opened her schedule so she could get back home early so the appointment was at the same evening time and wouldn’t look odd. Her apartment was a few miles away so I left a bit early to find it and be on time. When I got there I …

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The Secret Sandy

My name is Rob, and as I write this I am 53 years old. In 1983 I was twenty-six years old with blond hair, blue eyes, and as a distant runner had a slim build: six feet, 165 pounds. I married a girl named Jill. She was an attractive, outgoing twenty-five year old: 5’7”, 125 pounds, brown hair, big brown eyes and small but perky tits. She was a knockout and she knew it. The marriage was a mistake from the start and it was one of those situations where everyone knew it but me. It started going downhill after a year or so, and after about two years I found out she was screwing some guy at her office and that was pretty much the end of it. She moved out of the house …

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Dirty Old Dog (1)

Dirty Old Dog (1) “Why did you take it?” Mike asked, “All you had to do was ask.” And that was the problem really. I was pretty sure if I had asked to borrow the money he would have let me but instead I just took it. Anything I said from here would just sound like an excuse. I was just so disgusted with myself. Mike was in his late sixties and vulnerable and I had robbed him “I’m sorry Mike, “ I said “Really. I am. I can only say that I panicked when the bank threatened to take my house off me. It’s been hard keeping up with the bills since Gerry left. But thats no excuse for doing what I did.” “I am so disappointed Rachel. I thought we were friends. Go …

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COFFEE, TEA or THREE?

COFFEE, TEA, OR THREE? Bobby and Carl were old college buddies. They lived in the same dorm for three years and they partied together, played intramural sports together, and sometimes even studied together. Carl was a year ahead of Bobby but they ended up graduating at the same time. Once they graduated they worked multiple jobs for a few months to save money, and then piled into Bobby’s car and traveled the United States for almost six months. Sharing that experience pretty much bonded them for life. They were opposites in many ways. Bobby was blond, tall and lean-muscled, a ballplayer, a runner and a musician; Carl was dark-haired, stocky and had been an amateur boxer and had a crooked nose as a result. Bobby was into music and the arts and liked to camp …

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TERRI LOVES TO WATCH

She told Sarah she loved her backless dress, as she ran her fingertips along her bare back. Sarah did look fabulous in it, ever since I helped her on with it earlier I had been looking forward to helping her take it off. In less than twenty-minutes she was holding Sarah’s hand as they discussed their sex lives, something women find very easy to do with Sarah. I heard her ask Sarah if she had any special fetishes. “Too many to list, but my man and I do like to entertain an extra person, male or female. And you ” “I love to watch.” “What is it you like to watch?,” Sarah asked with a huge smile, her interest obvious as Terri sat between us, a hand on each of our knees. “Glamorous couples making …

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How I Got Back In TheGame

After my wife died, I sank into a kind of funk. Some people would call it depression. Family and friends tried to help. They brought me meals and found activities to invite me to attend. The truth is I missed that close personal, comfortable, relationship that Mary and I had for almost 45 years. I especially missed the rush that I got from driving her into orgasmic moans as I buried my cock balls deep in her wonderful warm wet pussy. I wanted to experience those feelings again, but I didn’t know how to make it happen. I didn’t want to try to meet woman at bars, and I certainly didn’t want to pay for sex. So, for some time my main sexual release was my own hand as I watched porn on my computer …

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Sonya’ Siren Song

It was late summer, on a Friday afternoon, after a long week, as I turned into my driveway, and there was Sonya, playing a solo game of basketball with the hoop over the garage door. The weather was still warm, and she was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a pink sleeveless top, and as she jumped gracefully into the air to take a shot, I thought, She moves just like her mother. She put the ball straight through the hoop, caught it on its first bounce off the concrete, and then turned to face me, smiling happily and dribbling the ball on the spot, as I put the car into Park and switched off the engine. “Hey, Leon,” she said, as I got out. She always called me by my first name. “Hi,” …

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COME MONDAY

COME MONDAY Lonnie was running hard on the beach, sweating bullets. It was late on the Saturday morning of Memorial Day weekend, and the sun was hot and the sky was high. Humid as hell, too. He was about halfway through his fourth mile, and in a few minutes he would be leaving the beach and getting back on the pavement. Then he would run the five blocks to his condo complex and jump in the pool. He loved running on the beach for several reasons. There was usually a breeze. The hard-packed sand was the ideal running surface. And the scenery: the beach babes, slim, hot, and wearing little. It was a small town on the northeast coast of Florida, a quaint throwback to earlier times. No high-rises trashing the land and seascape like …

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