Stagnvixen

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This is the next bit of fun from our Xmas Adventure. We made plans to go down to the motel’s pool before we left we scoped out with deck chairs could be seen from our balcony and had decided on a code word to be use if I was to leave the pool area, this word was “Snow”. Vixen’s swimmers were a one
Speedy34

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My belly has butterflies and Im smiling from ear to ear. My heart is racing and I can feel things start to swell between my legs. My nipples go sensitive and my body starts to tingle all over. This is my usual reaction after a play session has been arranged. I suddenly find it very hard to concentrate
Dreampet41

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I walked in the door and was greeted by my sexy wife. “I have a challenge for you” she says. I was told to go straight to the bedroom, lose my clothes and take the tablet on the bedside cabinet, press start on the timer and put the blind fold on. I took my clothes off and downed the Viagra hit start
Stagnvixen

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As the door was closing on the lift I could feel a hand on my ass, it came down to the end of my dress then up my inner thigh like a good girl I adjusted my stance and let him finger me. I reached over to the other guy and rubbed his cock through his trousers. The trip to the 6th floor was a quick
Stagnvixen

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This is a true story that happened Christmas Eve just gone. We were in a motel Vixen got dressed up for dinner, she was wearing a short dress and red heels with nude stockings and matching white bra and suspenders and no panties as we drove back to the motel from dinner Vixen told me to drop her off
time4me24

A Fantasy by
I wrote this for a woman I am interested in and who is, sadly, playing mind games with me as to her intent... I hope you enjoy and if you'd like to read more please let me know... You arrive at the hotel I’ve booked a room for us in at the time I told you to. Checking in the attendant gives you a
AnalMynx

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How long do you need to be afloat for it to count as flying? If we jump from such a heady height, that the fall allows us to glide upon the momentum of another; are we flying or prolonging an inevitable fall? To be actually flying, your flight has to be both sustained and controlled. My journey
Nikkiandroley

A Fantasy by
Anticipation of Things to Come...Your arms and legs will be bound to the bed head, spread eagled and naked... A blindfold will deny you of sight, your anticipation of what is to come makes you immediately wet- of the sensations you know lay ahead… You can feel my hot breath inches away from
Myrightone

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I have always fantasied what would be happening if a guy that I meet coincidently turns on to kiss me and more. Maybe it happens in the gym bathroom, or in the office.. or at a new job interview, may be when I was trying new clothe at a cloth shop change room, or when I was doing morning running
AnalMynx

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Like a lamb to the slaughter I keep going back. I go back because it makes me feel alive. I go back because I'm good at making other people feel alive. .. Really... Really good! But for some it doesn't last, it's only for a caption of time then it evades their grasp once again. Despite
AnalMynx

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When the 'world' you live in, isn't really a world at all; it's a hiding place from where you have come from and a state of limbo, from where you're achingly trying to reach. It's a metaphor for the whips that have stung your confidence and the chains that have anchored you to your fear of not belonging.
AnalMynx

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Funny how this world works, people coming and going, the demands on our time, the pressures on our minds, the fatigue upon our bodies….expectations, presumptions, endless to do list. Are you a taker, a giver, a carer, a dependant? A narcissist, an altruist, hedonist, ascetic? We compartmentalize
FenderDeluxe

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I am always amazed and somewhat dissapointed at the lack of romance in todays day and age. As the world takes on a faster pace, little…but important…things are being lost. Small courtesies, random acts of kindness and chivalry to name but a few. Every woman regardless of age, looks or financial
AnalMynx

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Do you know exactly what I'm talking about, where time holds no relevance, it's trying to exist in a place it doesn't belong, it's inconsequential, lost in a world where connection blurs into a single mutuality, two become one. Touch you, nothing more, but no less, your eyes closed, my fingers sliding
Rainstick

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We arranged to meet our recently made new friends at the free beach. We arrived, set ourselves up and enjoyed the freedom and relaxation of lying naked in the sun and commenting about the poorly hidden glances of the men walking past until they arrived. We sat, chatted with eachother and felt comfortable