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How deep is your love, part 3

To get the plot, read the previous parts :)

He untied me and turned reverse. I didn't need to be a Nostradamus to predict what was going to happen. Obviously, I was aware that day would come for us, but those weren't the circumstances I had anticipated. Every girl would dream of a few drinks for courage, long kisses for the foreplay and receiving the mindblowing oral session to finish the process of relaxation. I laid, powerless, on...Read On

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Stockholm Story, part 3

Azem tried to be a gentleman, but he failed in the middle.

I woke up on my stomach, hugging a pillow instead of my lover. The air-conditioning system's effort smooched my naked ass. Sheesh, too cold. I was just about to open my eyes and automatically cover my flesh with a quilt, when a fundamental issue emerged in my mind. "Why was I ever mooning?" The next question was only the consequence of the first one, as the slowly appearing sparkles...Read On

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How Deep Is Your Love, part 2

If you're into plots, you might want to start with the first part ;)

I collected myself from the floor and awaited decisions what we'd be doing next - if I could go to the bathroom or would be needed yet over there. Stan went to the table for a glass of water, and I sat on the chair reaching for a tissue to remove the splendid mixture of tears, sperm, mascara and saliva from my nominally cute face. I deserved to see the world straight. "Leave it like this,"...Read On

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Anja does the policemen

My attempt at a wank story LOL

This story happened to my friend Anja like a three years ago when she was on a students' exchange in Portugal. Anja comes from a Polish city which name you would have no chance to pronounce, so let's skip it. I should be jealous of her, because she's usually getting even more attention than I do. She has a wonderful, athletic body with breasts I estimate as 34C, slim waist, sporty thighs...Read On

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Stockholm Story, Part 4

When there is another guy who hasn't got laid for a while, there will be trouble.

As some of you know "Stockholm Story" is half true and half fiction. I had great fun writing this chapter, because a lot of things mentioned here are based on experience, and even though they were confusing to me back then, now they just bring me a dirty smile. ******************* Names of days changed but the quality of sex never. There must be something in seduction and climax similar to...Read On

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Stockholm Story, part 2

I was just a little girl in a real men's world

Azem was to pick me up from the tennis hall later in the evening. His car stopped just in front of me with squeaking tires. I bumped inside and threw myself at the sexy driver. I licked his chin up to his mouth and smacked his nose. He embraced me to feel my heart's throb. Not sure if the situation between me and him was exactly what the scientists call a "Stockholm Syndrome", but the fact is,...Read On

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Stockholm Story

I was 20, he was 35, we met on the internet. Things could only go wrong. Preface for a longer story.

Arlanda Airport, Stockholm. You must walk for miles to reach any destination. It gets especially inconvenient when you finally find your bag among hundreds of similar ones. I've heard airports in London or NYC were even worse, but they are yet for me to discover. I've been to Arlanda for a few times already and always had problems. I wish my boyfriend was with me to help me out. Oh, well,...Read On

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How Deep Is Your Love, part 1

Don't mess with your boyfriend when he loses a bet.

After long years of being afraid to commit I've finally met someone who charmed me enough to become his girlfriend. The boy has all the advantages except of the extremely difficult character, especially if he loses a bet in tennis (for most of the times he's winning - fortunately). He's Russian, so all those moodswings they call a "Russian soul." I'm a petite brunette from Poland, with a...Read On