Exhibitionism(1)

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Love Thy Neighbor:Part 2

Rick agrees to be Karen's Boy Toy

Something made me lift my head, and I turned to look behind me. There, in the door, staring at the two of us in his bed, his large hands gripping the wheels of his chair, was Karen‘s husband , Jim. My already shrinking manhood all but disappeared as I scrambled to get off of Karen. I searched the room frantically for my clothes, trying to avoid eye contact with Jim. “Where the hell do...Read On

Fetish(1)

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A Chance Encounter

The things you do to raise money.

I've worked for many years at a small college in the Midwest, working my way up to a position of prestige in the Office of Giving. It's my job to travel around the country squeezing money from the rich and famous. I'm away from home a lot, so I haven't formed too many attachments. In spite of that, rubbing elbows with captains of industry does have its perks. While my employer may not like...Read On

First Time(5)

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The Prez And Me

Summer intern's adventure in the White House

PLEASE NOTE! This is a work of fiction. The characters and the situation may be familiar, but the actions and words are solely the product of my fertile, if somewhat kinky, imagination! It was my fourth day on the job. Thanks to my dad’s political connections, I was standing in the White House, a Presidential intern, nineteen years old. Young, innocent, naïve, but here I was. And there he...Read On

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Love Thy Neighbor

Rick gets hired on to work in the neighbor's yard and garden

It was 1970. I had just turned 17 when we moved to a new town. We had spent the weekend moving furniture and unpacking boxes. Mom and dad had gone to work, leaving me home to finish up, when the doorbell rang. I opened the door see who was there. Before me was an absolute babe! She looked to be around thirty five. Tall, jet black, shoulder length hair, tight blouse, tight slacks,...Read On

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Lost Virginity:Part 1

How iIlost my virginity

A short while ago, I attended my 40th high school reunion. I saw many of the people that I had grown up with, hung around with, and a couple that I had dated. One of those was Jane. She was on the reunion committee and by some chance, my wife and I were seated at her table. She appeared a little chunkier than I remembered, but still sported her trademark short pixie style hairdo, albeit...Read On

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Forbidden Fruit:Part 4

Candy loses her virginity

The summer flew by. Candy’s attentions were on her new boyfriend, Rob, and mine were on Candy’s mother, Trina, my daughter-in-law. Candy still came to me for pointers and occasional demonstrations, but most of my evenings were now spent in Trina’s bed. When school started up again, Trina went back to her job as a library assistant at the school, Candy went back to school, and I went back to...Read On

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Claire: Part 1. My First Time

I revisit the teacher who took my virginity

Claire: Part 1. My First Time By A.GreyFoxxx I walked up to the door of this pleasant looking ranch house, in a nice neighborhood. I pushed the button, and , as I heard the chime from inside, my mind drifted back nineteen years, to when I was in high school. After a lackluster, uneventful (and sexless) career as a public school student, my parents, in their infinite wisdom, packed me...Read On

Group Sex(4)

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Lost Virginity:Part 2

Jane and Candi get to know each other at my reunion.

As we walked off the dance floor, she gave me her 'trademark' cock squeeze, smiling as she did so. I also felt her hand in my jacket pocket. As we got to the table, she said, "I need to go powder my nose." and turning to my wife, asked, "You want to come along?" The two girls left me alone at the table, giving me a chance to see what she had put in my pocket. I unfolded the note, and read...Read On

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The Gift

My mistress brings home a gift for me

I sat naked, on my haunches, beside her favorite chair. The room was quite dark, except for the sliver of light streaming through the almost closed curtain. I have been waiting like this for over an hour. Sitting. Waiting. Anticipating her arrival. She promised me a gift if I did everything to her satisfaction. Like a child in a candy store, my mind filled with a thousand ideas of what was...Read On

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A Teacher's Fantasy: Part 4

Chaperoning the pool party

I got Sara’s e-mail with more details on the pool party, along with more explicit photo’s of my cock ravaging Morgan’s virgin pussy. One shot, of my face in an orgasmic grimace and Morgan looking up at me with obvious worship in her innocent eyes, was especially hot. As instructed, I called Sara’s mother to assure her that there would be none of the three B’s at the party: booze, bongs,...Read On

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A Teachers Fantasy: Part2

Tory introduces me to a friend

I was getting comfortable with my relationship with petite, red-haired, Tory Allen. We had gotten together for ‘private lessons’ twice more since our first meeting. I must admit, I was enjoying life for the first time since my divorce two years earlier. In spite of our age difference, she seemed to enjoy my company, not just my body. And I was certainly enjoying her as well. I assumed that...Read On

Interracial(1)

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Sugarman

I party with a local in Jamaica

All I could think of was that my parents should be on that international house hunting show! But why bring me along? This whole looking for the dream house thing was BORING! I’m sitting in the back seat of this mini-bus while George ferries Mom and Dad from house to house on the island of Jamaica. So as my parents look, I sit in the back playing games with my i-phone, or sending suggestive...Read On

Masturbation(1)

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Strangers On A Train

An adventure on a train ride

Sitting on the train, reading some steamy romance novel, minding my own business. I would occasionally look out the window as the Hudson River passed by, before immersing myself in the next sex scene splayed out on the pages in front of me. I was letting my imagination get the better of me, as my panties moistened with each turning page. I crossed my legs, squeezing my lips together. Oooh!...Read On

Quickie Sex(2)

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Mr. Handsome

Breakfast with the neighbor

This story was written by a friend (who wishes to remain anonymous) and edited by me. Any and all praise for the work belongs to her! He stepped out of the shower, his salt and pepper hair still damp, the beads of water trickled down his chest and back, stopping at the towel that wrapped his waist, concealing his privates. I could see from my vantage point, one drop start at his earlobe,...Read On

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The War Diaries

I read my parents love letters from the war years

The funeral was over and we had scattered mom’s ashes to the four winds, per her last wishes. She had lived 89 adventurous years, the last 30 as a widow. We had retired to her house, now our house to do with as we pleased, to divide up her personal belongings. There were five of us kids, if you can call 50 to 65 year old siblings kids, and we had made short work of it. My two brothers and...Read On

Straight Sex(3)

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Cyber Lovers Meet

Two cyber buddies meet for dinner and a little fun

It all started online. In a chat room. Like the one here on Lush. We met. We clicked. We chatted. We even cybered a couple of times, when the mood was right. We got to know each other, our likes, our dislikes, some of our sexual preferences. Like I said, we clicked. So, when the opportunity arose for me to travel to your home town, we decided to meet. I suggested dinner, letting you pick...Read On

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The Big Sleep

A scene from the classic movie

It was not your typical day in Los Angeles in 1940. It was raining. In fact it has just started to rain heavily, and private detective Phillip Marlowe (played by Humphrey Bogart) is trying to figure a way to stake out a store downtown. He sees a bookstore across the street, and enters. He’s standing in the window staring out across the street, rain dripping from his hat. The store attendant,...Read On

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Claire Pt2 Deja Vu

We pick up where we left off 18 years ago

 “Clarissa, this is Michael O’Dell, your father.” I don’t know who was more astounded, she or I. “But, mother, he can’t be over 40,” Clarissa declared. “By my count, 36. Am I correct?” Claire said. Still dumbstruck, I just nodded, the awkwardness of the moment leaving me mute. I finally ended the awkward silence, by asking Claire, “Why didn’t you tell me?” “It was the times,...Read On

Supernatural(1)

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The Haunted House: Part 1

The old house casts a spell on us

As I pulled up in my car, my jaw dropped. The house was damn near perfect! You could see the faded glory in its façade. If only the structure was sound enough then our dream could come true. With a little money (not a problem, since I was left a sizeable inheritance), time (also not a problem), and a lot of sweat equity, Kelly and I could fix it up and run our own Bed and Breakfast in this...Read On

Taboo(12)

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An Affair To Remember: Part 2

Co-workers continue workplace romance

It was inevitable! I should have known it! You can’t work in close proximity with someone you’ve been to bed with and not want to do it again. Forbidden fruit always tastes better, and eventually your craving for it overrides your conscience. So it was with Tammy and I. After our one night stand, we had discussed what we had done, how wonderful it felt, and how unfair it was to our...Read On

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An Affair To Remember

Co-workers get romantically involved

I always thought of myself as a moral man. On the two prior occasions when I was faced with choosing morality over carnality, it was fairly easy to do the right thing. Recently, however, I found myself unable to resist. I’m semi-retired. Lucky, at 63 to have been able to leave the rat race of the corporate retail world early. Married, with three grown kids. All in all, life is pretty good....Read On

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The War Diaries:Part 3

Jack and Dot reunite after the war.

My wife Maria and I had taken to reading Dad and mom’s love letters in the bedroom. They had become so deliciously naughty that, after a while we just had to give in to our own carnal desires, more often than not, mimicking what we had just read. It seemed as if all we did was eat, sleep, read….and fuck! We had read through the rest of 1943, amazed that my father, Mr. conservative,...Read On

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The War Diaries:Part 2

Jack and Dot get down and dirty, but not with each other

The incredible story that was unfolding here had me on the edge of my seat. My staid, conservative, parents were being exposed as anything but! Almost like an onion, each letter was a layer that you peeled off, leaving something new and surprising underneath. I picked up the next letter, dated May3, 1942. Dear Jack, I knew you had it in you! She sounds like a lovely girl! I wouldn’t...Read On

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A Teachers Fantasy: Part3

The girls introduce me to a virgin teammate

The pictures Sara sent me were quite graphic. Close up shots of my cock sliding in and out of Sara’s cunt; my cock spitting its contents on her clit; her face as she was coming. But the worst of all was the picture of me licking the sperm from her slit. There was no mistaking who’s face was in who’s crotch. After class that day, I asked Sara to stay after class for a moment. I asked if...Read On

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A Teachers Fantasy: Part 1

Teacher imagines what it would be like to bed a coed

In almost thirty years of teaching, I have been propositioned three times by students. While I did turn them all down, it has become more and more difficult each time. Last year, my final one as a teacher, I almost gave in to the temptations offered by one of my pupils. Ultimately, I turned her down, but I have since wondered what would have happened if I had given in. It might have turned...Read On

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Skye's The limit

The babysitter provides more services than watching junior

My wife, the high powered corporate attorney, had to go to New York City for the better part of a month, leaving me home with our three year old son. Since she is the major bread winner in the household, I couldn’t very well tell her, not to go, so we arranged for a neighbor’s daughter to stay at our place and watch junior while I was at work. Her name was Skye. Her parents had told us...Read On

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Temptations Of The Flesh: Part 5

An alternate ending to the series

I received a call late last night from the convent on the other side of the church, something about a plumbing problem. Could I come over and fix it? I was met at the door by Sister Katherine, who led me downstairs to the basement. Katherine led me trough the cellar door, only to be confronted by a bright red curtain. Katherine leaned up and kissed me as her hand caressed my cassock covered...Read On

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Temptations Of the Flesh: Part 4

The good Father reaches the depths of depravity

Now that Sister Katherine and I had mated several times, Magdalene had informed me that her work here was done. Since I had now accepted and embraced physical pleasure as an important part of my life, She felt compelled to seek out others and leave me to explore the depths of my feelings. Last night, I received a phone call from the convent on the other side of the church. Apparently there...Read On

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Temptations Of The Flesh: Part 3

The Priest takes another step toward damnation

It has been over a month since the young slut named Magdalene entered my confessional, changing my life forever. I have become addicted to the scent and taste of her sex. When she appears, all I want to do is please her, knowing that my reward will be a glorious orgasm, in her mouth, on her breasts, or in her pussy. Feeling her warmth and wetness as I explode inside her luscious body. I...Read On

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Temptations Of The Flesh: Part 2

The young slut leads the priest further from his vows

It was Saturday afternoon, and I was hearing confessions as always. And as always, there hadn't been much traffic. I'd had a lot of time to think, to reflect on last weeks happenings. How did I let myself be drawn into having sex with a parishioner? Could I face this woman again, and be stronger this time? I looked at my watch: a quarter to five, I'll be closing up and going to dinner...Read On

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Temptations Of The Flesh: Part 1

Parish priest is seduced in the confessional

All of my life, except for the first eight years, has been devoted to serving 'holy mother church' starting as an altar boy and progressing through the ranks until I took my vows. I was very sheltered as a child, and was guided in this path by my very Irish, very Catholic, parents. I attended all boys schools, and, as a result, I became somewhat awkward in the presence of women. Don't get...Read On