A Blowjob on Somebody Else’s Boat [mf, College, Blowjob, Public, Faux-Memoir]

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This is the type of story that makes me glad I’ve chosen the year round warmth of sunny Southern California to settle down in, or at least that I had when I was the cocksure twenty-something who got up to adventures like this. The years have not been kind to my body – I’d say I traded in my sick pack for a keg but it’s been more akin to a brewery these last fifteen years – but my memory is one part of me that’s kept it’s point throughout the decades, and it’s stories like this that make me glad of it. And when I think of that sweet night, my bare ass pushed up against the side of another man’s parked boat with my cock glistening in the wind, it’s the cool California air that I’m thankful for more than anything. After all, there’s a lot of opportunities that a chilly night can rob from a young man. I’m just glad there weren’t any around to take this from me.

Nicole Tastes Mia’s Forbidden Fruit [FF, Short, Experimental Non-Linear Narrative]

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Nicole flicked her tongue up and down Mia's clit, relishing the juices that glistened atop it. Her red lips brushed up against this woman's sweet pussy, and she couldn't keep the grin off her face. 'They'll all look the same', they'd told her, 'they'll all look the same by the third day.' They'd scoffed. They'd rolled their eyes. They'd stared down at her through their drinks and looked to their husbands for confirmation. 'Really, honey, it won't be that exciting. These nudist colonies, they take all…the fun out of it.'

Bullshit.

Nicole hadn't been able to take her eyes off that sweet pussy she was now tonguing since she had walked up to the stand. It was trim and tight, hinting at the juicy secrets down below without giving too much away. Like a miniskirt, or a good short story.

Veronika and Rachel: Two Roommate’s Can’t Help Themselves [FF]

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The door was thrown open and Veronika came shooting through it with a stride that would have knocked a man on his back. Her bag hit the floor and her feet the coffee table as she flung herself onto the couch. A long discontented sigh slipped from her mouth, underscoring the peel of leather rolling on and off her skin like glue.

The door slammed shut.

Rachel’s upper body poked out of her bedroom, her eyes quickly shooting down to make sure her tits popped in this shirt. Check. “Trouble at lunch?”

Veronika did not answer for a long moment, her eyes fixed on the roof. Rachel had seen that look before; in waiting rooms, on hospital beds and aside fiery wrecks: it was the unmistakable look of the recently damned. Rachel had asked a patient once what was behind that thousand yard stare. She had responded: nothing but the weight of the world all your expectations had just moved to. This was the slack jawed stare of those with rapidly changing circumstances.

Selling It To The Suits (F, mast, group voyeurism)

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The last of the suits took a seat, completing an unbroken chain of old white faces that could not have looked interested if their lives had depended on it. I suppose it was fortunate then that they didn't – just mine. Mine and Amber's. Her livelihood and mine, all curled up in the hands of twenty baby boomers who would retire to million dollar homes whether they gave our product the shitcan or not.

Speaking of, I shot Amber a quick glance and saw her fidgeting with the fabric on her skirt. I smiled, but received nothing in return. It wasn't anything malicious, that much I could tell from her glazed over eyes. She may have been looking in my direction, but the only thing that girl could see was the presentation ahead of her, facts and figures racing through her mind at a million miles an hour.

Jenni Can’t Resist Her Fiancee’s Big Brother [mf, cheating, blowjob]

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Reaching around behind her, Jenni made sure both of the doors locks were firmly twisted in place and took a step towards the man awaiting her. She felt a breath she had never remembered taking seep out of her chest and a bite come over her lip.

“I've been thinking about you all day.” The words tumbled out of her, and she found herself smiling. Nothing grandiose, just an upturn in her lips, a little something to show off her pearly whites. She knew he liked that.

How good he looked, bathed in the days light streaming through the windows. He was sitting on the couch, a very different smile forming on his lips as his eyes trailed up and down her body. He was not nearly as dressed up, favoring jeans and plain red tee shirt. She didn't mind – with a body like that he could have been walking around in a onesie and her jaw would hit the floor. Her panties too.

Emergency Procedure [mf, humorous]

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It had been a quiet afternoon when the young woman came bursting through my front door, and I was not altogether glad to see that go out the window. It was my first Saturday out of the hospital in months, and with both cell phone and pager securely locked away, I had dedicated my day to the comfort of my armchair and quart of whiskey. The last thing I could imagine wanting was some fresh hell barging into my living room, though I suppose looking back on it now that evidences more a lack of imagination than predetermination on my part.

Jenni Can’t Resist Her Fiancee’s Big Brother [mf, cheating, oral, relatively short]

Reaching around behind her, Jenni made sure both of the doors locks were firmly twisted in place and took a step towards the man awaiting her. She felt a breath she had never remembered taking seep out of her chest and a bite come over her lip.

“I've been thinking about you all day.” The words tumbled out of her, and she found herself smiling. Nothing grandiose, just an upturn in her lips, a little something to show off her pearly whites. She knew he liked that.

How good he looked, bathed in the days light streaming through the windows. He was sitting on the couch, a very different smile forming on his lips as his eyes trailed up and down her body. He was not nearly as dressed up, favoring jeans and plain red tee shirt. She didn't mind – with a body like that he could have been walking around in a onesie and her jaw would hit the floor. Her panties too.

He stood now, and his big hands fell down to his crotch. There was something stirring in there, she was sure of it.

My Wife’s Little Sister [Mf, cheating, college girl]

I found the note sitting on the kitchen table when I got back from work, and my heart dropped like a stone when I read its contents.

“Hey Honey!”

Amanda’s signature way of starting one of our domestic memos. There were times when I wondered if the woman was trained in psychological conditioning: her bubbly countenance could talk me into just about anything she needed doing. Always the same overly enthusiastic greeting, quickly followed up by a request to clean out the garage or do the dishes or some shit.

“Surprise! Guess who dropped by after you left for work with a packed bag and a long weekend off from college?”

I found myself mouthing the name before I’d even read it.

“Haley!”

Fuck.

“She’s in town till Monday night, and I want her to feel right at home. So be nice! I won’t be home until later, but she’s just going to be lounging around. The girl deserves a break from her semester. Thanks honey! PS: Could you clean out the garage when you get a chance?