Inside me: c11

Inside Me —– 11 — “How much do you really know my brother?” I asked Montana as I sat down at our lunch table with my tray. “What do you mean?” “I know you two[…]

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Saturday night out

Giada fidgeting with her short dress, clearing her throat uneasily as I sat at the bar. Men were staring at her. The dress I sent her is very short and the sharp, lethal looking stilettos[…]

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Darkness in threes

Waiting in your hotel room. Dressed in your sexy little black nighty, you lay on the bed waiting per instructions for me. Blindfold on and ready for our encounter to begin. The time is dragging[…]

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Casey jones

casey jones, he was a son of a bitch one day he drove his truck into a ten foot ditch when casey jones died and he then went to hell he fucked the devils wife[…]

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Marshall

I waved down the waiter as I finished off my glass of wine. I asked for the check and scanned the room while I waited. The hotel restaurant looked bigger this early in the evening[…]

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A rose by any other name

It was strangely cold in that sickly humid, hot, dimly lit strip club office. The worn couch she found herself uncomfortably prone upon smelled of the years worth of cheap cigars and cheaper booze consumed[…]

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The challenge

Though she tries to pull away, he draws her close until he can lightly brush the tip of her ear with his lips. Nibbling down the outer edge of her ear he reaches her earlobe[…]

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My nympho fiance ii

For several days after our random sexual encounter in the parking lot of the bowling alley, my fiancé Nadia was still thanking me. I recall how she approached the topic about another fantasy. “Thank you[…]

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