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were not as big as hers but as they hung there being pulled, massaged and
played with, they took on a larger size than they probably were. The man
being blown stiffened as he began cumming in the woman’s mouth. “NNNnnngggggg
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man at her rear increased his thrusts. Soon, a small grunt could be heard
from him as he shot his load up her cunt. The man sat back on the couch. The
woman pulled down her skirt and sat back on the couch. She turned and smiled
at Peter as he reached up and felt her breasts. They were small breasts but
felt firm and smooth. Garolynn was going wild as Peter’s finger furiously
rubbed her clit. She came in bursts, trying to pull Peter’s finger into her
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Here were different smells and tastes. Bitter, mephitic, funky, sour; yet at
the same time smelling mildly reminiscent of certain overly-cloying flowers; a
variance which vacillated between sweet and rank. Thus so was the asshole of my
darling. My tongue slipped past her wrinkled sphincter as I attempted to fully
probe her. Alas, the task was a difficult one. Spasmodic contractions,
punctuated by tiny yelps precluded my love-skewerings.
Norma turned over onto her back, drawing me up until our yonic parts were
well-met. Reaching down, she clasped my cock and drew it into her warm,
distended pussy. Her breath came in short gasps as she held my sides,
orchestrating my movements. Wanting to prolong her pleasure, I stuffed a bit of
pillow into my mouth, biting down hard upon it. My hand reached around to her
ass, which she obligingly lifted. It was wet with the overflow of her copious
secretions. Gradually, I worked my finger into her asshole. Initially, it was
tight, but I was eventually able to gently coax her anal ring to relax and
dilate. As my middle digit entered its whole length, Norma’s breath sucked in
languidly. Though the base of my finger was being firmly gripped, inside there
was room to move about. I perceived my cock moving in her vaginal canal, and
massaged the barrier which was common to both openings.

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As my head nestled between her legs, I soon realized that this was the
axis, the veritable nucleus of the woman Norma. My tongue fluttered about the
creases where her thighs met her trunk, then assertively darted full into her
sex. Oh mellifluous, mucoid myrrh which is the ineffable woman-dew! Tastes and
smells of the sea, of musk and must, of urine and clitoral smegma; the feral,
fruity, primal, fermenty, fenny nectar which is the female yin-essence.
I drank her in as a hummingbird does a flower; a kaleidoscope of steamy,
heady smells, rank and ambrosial, skyrocketed through my head. I hungered for
more. I turned her over onto her belly, caressing and gently kneading her
buttocks. These preliminary palpings were short-lived; with dispatch I drew
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As I switched my attention to her breasts, she enveloped me with her legs,
her lubricious pussy grinding against my stomach. Norma’s areolas had their own
distinctive scent, albeit a subtle, ephemeral one. My tongue delighted in the
tactile sensations her erect nipples afforded. Norma too, seemed to share my
enjoyment, softly moaning pleasure-sounds, her pelvis spasmodically jerking
upwards from time to time.
Unhurriedly, my kisses moved down her torso, lingering about ribs and
tummy. My mouth serendipitously encountered her navel, not a demure little
hollow but a great crater of voluptuous rugae. My dalliance there caused Norma
to arc her precious body to meet the proddings of my tongue-play.
“Go down there, now,” Norma hoarsely insisted.

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Her apartment was (how can one put it tactfully?) a mess. An eclectic
mixture of reprocessed Victoriana, Japanese boutique, and neo-Haight-Ashbury.
“Hey Tweezer!” she yelled out to a battered birdcage, large enough to
comfortably house an albatross. In it chirped a finch of some nondescript sort,
while the cage bottom was covered with sheets of newspaper printed in Cyrillic.
“Make yourself comfortable while I heat up the chocolate” Norma directed as
she disappeared into the kitchen. There wasn’t much room to sit down anywhere
except on a large threadbare sofa, which I doubt had ever seen better days.
Piled haphazardly on the chairs were books of all sorts, with titles like: “The
Works of Virgil Finlay,” “The Kalmyk Mongols,” “Les Fleurs du Mal,” “Sundials,”
“Memoirs of a Tattoist,” etc. In all, a most diverse assortment of interests.
When Norma returned from the kitchen, I noticed that she had changed her
clothes. She was again wearing her accustomed jeans and a black tank-top. I had
never before seen her bare arms. I was mildly shocked to note that her
underarms were unshaven; adorned with sparse wisps of silky auburn down. She
was also barefoot. Her feet were tiny and well-formed, without any of the usual
calluses heels inflict on a woman. She looked adorable; women are so sylph-like
when barefoot.

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Some of the courses one is required to take in college are absolutely
unreal! Sociology is one of them. Sitting and trying to feign attentiveness
while listening to some professor pedantically drone on about “Modes of
Alienation” is surely beyond the threshold of endurance. As such, thoughts and
eyes tend to wander to more stimulating subjects. My preoccupation in
Sociology II was Norma.
I had met Norma through a mutual friend at the beginning of the semester.
When we discovered that we both had the same class, we naturally gravitated
towards each other’s familiar territory, sitting side-by-side in the same row.
Norma was slim and leggy; her short hair was of a nondescript brownish hue.
Her unencumbered breasts were small and she had a compact little tush which was
invariably ensconced in tight-fitting, faded jeans. She wore no make-up and I
never saw her in a dress or skirt. Often, she’d sport a purple scarf about her
head, effectively framing her face in a manner quite pleasing. Perhaps her most
striking physical attribute was her hands, pale and long-fingered, with
shortly-cropped nails. She probably could have been a marvelous keyboard
virtuoso. The whole demeanor of her gazelle-like being was decidedly hoydenish;
sort of a willowy Jamie Lee Curtis type if quantification was necessary.

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“Hey are you going to give me a massage or just stand there and hold a
bottle while drooling all over the carpet???”

Calvin, now broken out of his “contemplation”, proceed to do the task
at hand.

First opening the bottle and pouring some of the liquid onto his hands
and then starting with her neck he gently massaged it, kneeding it
caressing it with his strong yet gentle hands feeling the muscles in
Keri’s neck loosen up.

“Mmmmm” Keri moans. “Boy does that feel soooo good”.

Calvin moves his hands from her neck to her shoulders and arms, gently
caressing kneeding, massaging all the way. He goes back up and starts
on her neck and works downward to the middle of the back. Taking care
not to miss any spots. Calvin did the back of her legs with equal care
then her round ass. Keri rotated her hips as he kneaded her globes
thoroughly. As her fingers worked up Keri’s spine to her neck and
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“Calvin dear, you’re drooling. You like them young dont ya Calvin” she
teased.

“She does have magnificent legs I’ll grant you that, but there will be
more than enough of that later and all the more stamina, my dear Keri,
all the more stamina…” I replied

Calvin picked a paper off the desk. “This is the agenda for the
weekend. This afternoon is the pool party where we can meet the
others and get aquainted.” He explained that the people who came
here were all ‘adventurous’ in their own way. Some straight, some gay
but most were into scenes with both men and women. “You’ll see. “It’s
an opportunity to explore new territory and test your limits a
little.” Keri was bitting her lower lip in an effort to control her
self then her tounge snaked out and licked her lips.

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Your head flops back to the pillow as I release you, and sit fully
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When I return, you are looking more awake, though somewhat rumpled.
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and flashed my bare rear-end at you. The same look you wore, when
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obvious enjoyment, since I love to give pleasure in many ways. You
lick your fingers seductively, and brush your hand over my breast as
you reach for another laden cracker. The grapes and strawberries
are tart, tangy, – a delicious offset to the sweetness of the
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I place the cups on the bedside table, and tear open the curtains,
gasping when I realize the sliding door to the deck has been open all
night. And all morning. If there are any people in the adjacent
condos, I am now too embarassed to meet them…. I look out at the
sparkling lake below. There is a special beach on the other side,
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Turning to your still dozing form, I pull back the single sheet
covering your delicously hairy, naked body. You grunt and roll onto
your side, away from me. A hand half-heartedly gropes ineffectually
for the sheet. I start nibbling on your ear, working my way down
your neck, down your side, to your ticklish spots. With my hand, I
pinch your bare backside gently, teasingly. You begin to stir,
growl, and reach across lazily to grab me, your arm still sluggish
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I was cold

I remember I went cold the following Monday, when I heard Sharon had
been fired Friday for her extended lunch. When I heard that her
husband had phoned her boss to complain about it, my coldness turned
to ice. Why hadn’t she told me? How could she have done what she
did to me? What was so wrong with me, that someone could think they
could do something like that and have everything be OK? That really said
a lot about my worth as a human being. I tried to take a leave of
absence from work, but the inactivity made me think of her all the more
so I quickly went back. I’d never hurt so much in all my life.

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I should probably tell you a bit about myself – I’ve been a “computer
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I grew to weigh 200 pounds (muscle) traded my nerd-glasses for contacts,
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I was at a dance on an old paddlewheel steamboat which cruised down
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I went for a walk around the deck, clearing my head in the fresh
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The sound of the door opening told Darynn that his student for the
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anticipating the look of awe in the student’s face (they always looked the
same). But when he turned, he found himself surprised, because he had
never before had a female student. “Well,” he said.

He estimated her age between fourteen and fifteen years. That age
where children become just perfect for teaching the ways of the advanced
magicks he, of all the mages, understood best. Her hair hung about her
face and down her back in a black frame of soft, tight curls. He saw
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