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Written by lee, on 15-11-2008 21:04  |
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Sara and I were just getting ready to go out for dinner when the phone rang, it was Vicky a new wealthy client I had been closely working with for just over a month, I had been spending a lot of time with her while designing new interiors for her chain of restaurants. Vicky was about ten years older than me putting her in her late forties, she was a fine looking curvy woman, with a lovely firm ass and large breasts, and she had caught me on more than a few occasions looking at her gorgeous voluptuous body. Which she had clearly taken as a compliment, as she had started to dress more provocatively each time we met, showing more cleavage and tighter shorter skirts, I always complimented her at how hot she looked. On the phone Vicky explained there was a problem with some of my drawings I had sent to her today, and she asked if I could come over to fix the problem. Sara had heard me say that I would be there in twenty minutes “Oh Lee your joking I thought we we’re going out?” moaned Sara “Look it will only take a few minutes then we’ll carry on to dinner, if your with me it will make her hurry up.” We got a taxi over to Vicky’s, Sara clearly wasn’t happy but she new Vicky was a rich important client for me, so I knew she would act warmly towards her. Last update: 18-11-2008 06:50
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| Written by easydescent, on 09-11-2008 11:31 |
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After 10 years of marriage any couple goes through some stale patches in the bedroom, Sara and I usually got through these times with various activities toys, role play, some bondage, Sara loved me to dominate her and make her do dirty things. We also discussed our fantasies, which always got us hot while we were making love; of course threesomes came up from time to time and although Sara got really turned on at this she said she could never go through with it with either another girl or another man. But the fantasies were always fun and very dirty; anyway eventually fantasies did become reality Last update: 13-11-2008 19:06
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| Written by ASubtlepassion, on 31-08-2008 19:27 |
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Story By: ASubtlepassion-Copied from OLD Bedroom Angels Bedtime Stories, ASubtlepassion is the full copyright holder of this story.
 Anne spread her legs and began to shave her pussy. As she applied stroke after stroke of her razor, her thoughts trailed back to last night’s latest fuck session with her brother, Adam. A smile appeared on her face as she remembered him inside her, his large cock thrusting up into her as she rode him to another incestuous orgasm. It was hard not to stop shaving and begin to finger her pussy. Barely a night had passed since their first tryst three months ago, that did not find them in bed with each other. Sometimes their mom got involved, but for the most part the family’s sexual openness involved just Anne and Adam. Last update: 13-11-2008 19:08
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| Written by Moderator, on 26-10-2008 08:26 |
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That’s it for the Gingerbread Men, “chirped Thelma the elf.” Shall we start on the Candy Canes now, Mrs. Clause?” Santa’s wife was gazing out the window of the Christmas cookie kitchen in the direction of her husband toy workshop. "Mrs. Clause?” Thelma said again, “You seem a bit sad is something up? “Oh, my,” sighed Mrs Clause. “It’s not anything that I can talk to you about it’s something that has been going on for quite some time.” "I'm not sure what you mean," the elf replied. "Oh...fiddlesticks!" Mrs. Claus wrung her apron in her hands. "Can I tell you something confidential, woman to woman? Mr. Claus, he's been having, well, trouble lately, in the bedroom. Mr. Clause seems to be distracted about making toys, and getting those darn reindeer to fly again this year so I am not getting as much as I usually do. I am tempted to get a male escort to have a good orgasm but I have decided against it as most of them are short, fat, and cost more money than I care to spend for crap.” Last update: 13-11-2008 19:09
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| Written by Miss Scarlet, on 28-09-2008 18:30 |
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Out of all the girls in town to lust over, Brandon knew that Alessandra was dangerous... Brandon shut the door to his office and leaned back against it. He closed his eyes and pressed a palm against his aching erection. If Alessandra hadn't of stopped him, he would have slid his hand up her thigh. He would have pulled off her panties and had sex her right there, against the door. He would like to think he'd have had the presence of mind to lock the door first, but he wouldn't bet on it. He dropped his hand and circled his desk. Her red sweater was thrown on the floor and he picked it up before sitting in his chair to stare at the safe across the office from him. Earlier, seeing Alessandra sitting at a table, sipping a martini as if he hadn't told her to stay out of his bars, had shocked the hell right out of him. Shocked him because he had warned her. Twice. No way in hell did he want some snoopy reporter asking him questions regarding the Mccainy murder. No way in hell would she disrupt the peace and quiet of the town who had finally settled after the horrid happenings all those years ago. Last update: 13-10-2008 21:20
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