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The Subway Ride

The air was crisp and cold as she walked into the night. She felt it more then others who also were out on the streets because of the lack of substantial clothing under her long coat. The feel of the cold air rushing up and caressing her bare pussy lips as they jutted out of the crotch less panties made her wet and her own warmth was far more intense then any a bright sunny day could offer her.

She walked down the street and smiled at the people she passed, an old man who leered at her, ...
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The Subway Ride

The last thing I remember clearly is the waves crashing over the side of the ship. The masts had broken and our helmsman was washed over the side, so the ship was at the mercy of the waves. I remember the wind screaming in my ear as I tried to make it to the helm and then the waves crashing over me and then nothing more.

It was by some miracle I washed up here, on this lonely beach. I was whole and mostly unharmed except for a maddening thirst and consuming hunger. The sand was almost pu...
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Pool Fun

We sat in the blow up wading pool in your back yard. The night sky looking down on us as we lazily sipped our champagne from plastic cups and enjoyed the feel of our nude bodies touching. The fence closed out the world and everything receded back until we were alone laying nude under the stars. The world was just a possible voyeur watching our display and adding that thought to our excitement.

You gently let your fingers nails tickle the hair on my balls, barely touching so that the air ...
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Pearl Of The Orient

She was beautiful. That was the first thing he noticed. The long black hair hanging down like strands of liquid silk, flowing, shimmering in the light, almost alive in it’s beauty. The alabaster skin setting off the dark hair like a frame, the innocence in that face was breath taking. Like a spring morning. Like a childhood fantasy of purity. The dark, almond shaped, eyes drawing him into their gaze, draining all will from him as he met them. The smile, pure in it’s sheer pleasure at seeing him. Beauty. Tha...
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In From The Dark

I watched her like I always did this time of night. Crouched in the bushes, safe in my shadows, I was her audience. Her curtains were open as always, a frame to my private show she would put on. The light in the room just bright enough to see her by, not so bright as to blind me as I looked in from the dark.

She entered the room fully clothed. A long white blouse and blue jeans. She dressed nice and rather conservative but even the oversized top could not hide her huge breasts and the je...
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Tell me bad

"Have you ever been bad?" He asked, not looking at her directly, he was watching her in the mirror over the back of the bar.

She laughed, "Bad?"

"Ya," he said, "bad." He turned and looked at her and smiled. There was something about his eyes and how they started to smile just before his mouth did that made her grin back.

"Bad how?" She asked.

"Mmmmm." He sipped his drink. "Bad. . . Bad." He lowered his voice to almost a growl. "Bad." He smiled.

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Shopping Spree

The phone rang at exactly 10:00 as always. Sandy picked it up but said nothing. Instead she listened for his harsh breathing. His breath was ragged and hurried, he was well into stroking his cock tonight.

"Hello?" She said in a sweet demure voice. At the same time she slid the covers back off her nude body and brought her knees up slightly to allow him a good view. She looked out the window and across the street. She couldn't see him but she knew he was in one of the darkened windows ove...
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Adventure on the train

That's what I write may seem impossible, but this story really happened. It was a long and very hot summer 2015 just came back the night train home. The only time of day in which the sweat running down me ciurkiem. And so I wore a flowing dress, which guaranteed me that he did not suffocate. The night train journeys for me are usually a source of stress, but I had no choice. Either that, or cooking in the soup of human sweat and smells. The train was not heavily crowded, but the farther into the forest,...

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