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The Case of the Frustrated Analyst

There’s nothing more exciting to a buttfucker than a perfect globe, firm and gleaming with sweat. When a woman with that kind of ass is bent over, her cheeks spread wide with no hands holding them, I could spurt without touching my dick. A view of hairless pussy lips, full and firm, gaping open to expose a nub of clit and smooth, juicy cunt is mouth watering. But, the sight of a perfectly tight pucker, round and pulsing with the strain of spreading cheeks is the ultimate. My pants hit the floor and my nine...

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In Search Of Indian Pussy

I made my money as I was the owner of a computer technical computer. I started and owned that company for ten years before I sold it and retired. During that time 70 percent of my workforce was Indian and from that 20 percent of them were female. Most of the female were married. About 7 Indian female were not. I always encouraged group luncheons or after work parties. But once a month on Fridays I would rent a private room at a restaurant or bar. Everyone always had a great time. I would also...

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Mom my lover

Don’t get me wrong, l love both my parents and l know they love me, but l suppose, like most parents, they do say such stupid things at times. Like the time Mum was in the kitchen preparing a meal, l went behind her, reached round and grabbed her tit. “David!” She squealed, pushing my hand away and turning round. “What do you think you’re doing?” “What do you think l’m doing Mum,” l replied, “l’m feeling your tit.” I put my hand back onto her tit and squeezed it gently. “David, stop that immediately,”...

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Anal Play with Little Buttercup

“Speaking of assholes,” my secretary said to me one day, eyes twinkling, when I’d finally finished complaining to her about some jerk at the office, “I’m getting increasingly curious about what it would be like to play with mine…” She’s on top of me, riding me nice and slow like she likes to do. My naughty nymph, lying down on me with the side of her face on my chest and slowly sliding soaking wet pussy lips up and down the length of my thick cock. Damn I love the way my girl fucks. How...

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Back and forth, back and forth

I began these stories while on business trips years ago, using a laptop on planes and in the hotel at night to fill time. I have no real idea why I suddenly started writing erotic stories, since at the time I had been writing a series of Sherlock Holmes stories, which are as chaste as you can get. There is now quite a bit of “Heather” and her activities, but I wrote most of them in several very long narratives, so I am breaking them down into smaller chunks for the A.S.S. gang, hopefully choosing...

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Marion’s summer lust

Marion Schoffel lay on the chaise lounger, letting the sun beam down on her. Her body was oiled up with sunscreen, and the tiny white bikini she was wearing left most of her delectable charms uncovered. To all outward appearances, Marion was a happy and healthy 40-year-old, married to her high school sweetheart for the last 19 years, their daughter Brianna was getting straight A’s in her last year of high school. To an outside glance, the picture of peace and serenity. Behind the facade of personal tranquility, Marion was in a battle. Her husband...

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