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A Chance Encounter, Part 3

Charlotte meets Ashley learns some pleasureable painful lessons

The Ashley Lesson My eyes slowly opened and shut several times before I realized the obnoxious sound echoing throughout the room was the alarm clock on my phone. “Uh, that’s awful,” I sighed hitting the stop button. What’s with this yellowish colored paint? Where the hell am I? Then I remembered the night before, the entire day before. The vignette of emotion, passion and...Read On

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A Chance Encounter, Part 2

With a little help Charlotte discovers just how kinky she really is

Masks A Taylor Swift song blared from my computer as I stood on my tip toes, flicking my eyelashes. I heard a noise behind me and turned quickly, afraid that my roommates’ boyfriend had walked in the door. “Charlotte, what’s with all this stuff?” Julie asked jumping onto my bed and resting her head on the bag from Grant’s apartment holding all my stuff. “I packed all my stuff...Read On

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A Chance Encounter, Part 1

It doesn’t have to be Halloween to wear a mask

A frat boy & a sorority girl I reached my hand carefully under the covers, over Grant’s waist and quietly snaked my hand under the fabric of his boxers grabbing his routine morning-wood. I began gingerly stroking him as I looked for any stirring of his body indicating he was waking up. “Hmmm,” he moaned through his closed lips, his eyes still closed. “Good morning to you, too.” “Ha,”...Read On

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The Reunion

The truth is better than fiction

Katie versus Laura I drove slowly through the traffic leaving the airport, it was nearly five pm on a Friday afternoon in early June, and I had a suspicion it would take at least an hour to get home so I did my best to distract myself from the annoyances of stop-and-go driving. After spending the week in Chicago I was exhausted: mentally and physically; unfortunately, not sexually. ...Read On

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What Happens in Vegas, Part 4 - Final

Dog-day Afternoon Katie snapped the waist on her bikini bottoms and turned to kiss Brian as they stood in the elevator. The 40-ish aged man in front of them turned to face them, his forehead wrinkled and eyebrows raised. “Ha, sorry, my friend here gets all excited when he sees me in this bikini,” she said in mock surprise, raising her short white skirt exposing her blue and white polka...Read On

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What Happens in Vegas, Part 3

[a] Crazy Horse Katie pulled herself slowly away from Brian, hoping to not wake him up from his nap. She looked down at the clock: 5:32pm. Dinner reservations were for 7:30 downstairs at Ocean. She got up, stretched and walked towards the bathroom. Brian woke up slowly peering towards bathroom; he could scantly make out Katie’s body movements. His mouth was dry and he stood up...Read On

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What Happens in Vegas, Part 2

The Hot Wife Brian, Katie and Nick enjoyed the great steaks, wine and ambiance of SW Steakhouse at Wynn Casino. It was a classy place with a great bar with an outdoor area showing off the beautiful landscaping but Brian was glad he managed to spend only $750 on the dinner and wine. And Katie hadn’t pulled any sexual stunts with Nick, which he had sat through the entire dinner...Read On

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What Happens in Vegas, Part 1

The Explanation The computer mouse danced over multiple LCD monitors as Brian listened with lax enthusiasm to the various voices talking through the speakers. CNBC played on a large television near the window, the volume only barely discernible. Two German Shepherds were strewn along the two couches near the window, lying lazily as if waiting for Brian to finally find a tennis ball...Read On

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