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Little Red Sun Dress

She had organised to meet with me near an Australian national park. It was very hot today but summer in Australia its very typical to be hot, its also very humid making a good combination for this nation park because it has a lot of walking and a bit of swimming. I sat down the road waiting for her because i have an annual pass for the parks and there isn't much point taking 2 cars in. I was looking at my phone trying to find i good song when i spotted her car. I dropped my phone on a bad song and swiftly took off to catch her, it wasn't long before she saw me behind her and pulled over. She stepped out of her car. 1 long leg at a time, then lifting her self up, standing there with a beautiful light red dress with white polka dots, leaving me breathless with my heart racing... i knew just by looking at her today i would know this feeling well. We had been here once but were pushed for time and I couldn't show her around properly, having past the gate i actually turned dow

An Armpit Fetish Leads to Even More

Katie was as cute as a bug, for lack of a better way to put it. She was 5'4, small breasted, and heavily animated in conversation. She'd come to the big city from Missouri, originally, but retained no identifying accent or much in the ways of cultural markers. It's very common these days if you're white and raised middle class to be the voice from nowhere. In listening to her talk, she could have literally been from anywhere in America. She looked a little like a younger Maggie Gyllenhaal, if she'd been a few inches shorter and of a slightly smaller build. She exuded a girl-next-door charm and was pleasant and chatty to almost everyone. I got the feeling that she was a little lazy when it came to beautifying herself and keeping her personal space clean. She'd noted to our group of friends that she'd had to move to a new apartment in the area recently and had mentioned, with a typical smile on her face, that showing off the apartment to inquirers meant she

A Swinging Affair Ch. 01

A Swinging Affair Ch 1 Prologue -- How the Swinging began This chapter doesn't contain any actual sexual activity, but it introduces the protagonists and explains the basis for what follows "If I couldn't cook better than that, I'd cut my throat." said Alice. "If you couldn't cook better than that, I'd have done it for you." replied Andy. That exchange had taken place after a less than satisfactory meal had been eaten by the four couples who regularly dined out on the first Friday of every month, hence, the Friday Club. The members of this group were all of a similar age, in the mid to late forties, all of whom had known each other for many years, several dating back to school days shared together. They were all successful in business, and, having got their children off their hands to university or work, felt free to indulge themselves in regular dining where they could also catch up with local affairs -- networking, or gossiping, whichever you

Brandon's Boots Ch. 04

I didn't get a lot of sleep. I was due to be back at work that afternoon for a few hours. When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was just how sore my throat was. It hurt to swallow or even talk. The head of Brandon's cock had done a real number on my throat. Fortunately, the handprint on my face had disappeared, and my eyes weren't as bloodshot as they had been. When I arrived at the security office, I was relieving Ben. Previously, he'd been very friendly to me, joking and cutting up while we changed shifts. Since Brandon had started using me, though, Ben had grown increasingly cold and standoffish, as the signs of my use as Brandon's cum dump became more and more obvious each time he relieved me. When I walked in, I saw the smile on his face immediately disappear, only to be replaced by a sneer, like he smelled something disgusting. I saw him glance down at the crotch of my pants, obviously looking to see if there was another boot print there. Thank God I was

Slow Blow

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