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"And look,I can changethe background too,see!" She exclaimed,clicking a toggleto switch backgroundsin the graphicsprogram.

Later Lisatold me thatshe met herfriends Alison andSandra in thekitchen. She toldthem that shehad taken meupstairs and askedthem to lookafter the restof the partyfor her whileshe sorted meout.

Father Secco waswondering the sameas his handGranma opened themail addressed toher and foundthat one cardwas sweet andmysterious, all heartsand flowers andpuppy dogs andkittens and "Willyou be myValentine?". The othermade her blushand flush fromcheekbone to nipples.It appeared tobe home-made, atleast she didn'timagine that onewould be ableto buy similarin any shops.The picture onthe front wasof a penisof spectacular size tied with apink ribbon atthe base, theverse inside washandwritten and read;

Well,let me setthe stage foryou. I am6' tall, 180lbs.I have darkhair and afirm body. Nottoo fit, justnormal for a36 year old.I don't wantto brag, butI have avery nicely sizedtool that is9" long &thick. My wifeJoy is 32years old. 5'4", 115lbs, avery firm 35-23-34with D cups.She has brownhair and alwayskeeps the carpetclean (bald thatis). I loveit nice &clean, but shehardly ever letsme have asnack. She doesnot like itmuch.

I ama slim size8, my pertlittle breasts are34A but Icontent myself thatthey are inproportion for mytall, slender frame - pretty good for a 36year old, evenif I sayso myself.

"You're up!"Nancy shouts aswe enter theliving room.

"Remove theunderwear and letme see it."

Joanna.

Franktugged me upto his lips.He licked allaround my cockhead,then slowly sucked me into hismouth. He workedhis tongue allaround my cockshaft and cockheaduntil he wassatisfied with myhard-on.

"Absolutely not." Keyarahwas appalled. Hedespised thongs herselfand didn't mindif her sisterwanted to wearthem in thefuture. But shewas currently fourteen."You are tooyoung to bewearing a thong."

Stevefollowed dropping histowel and fondlingher. Kim stood their proud astwo men squeezed her breasts thatshe admired inthe mirror afew hours earlier.

"Yoursuch a hotfuck," he huffedbetween heavy breaths.

Iblissfully succumbed tothe sedative. "Fuckyou, Robby."

Seeing Darius'black skin smashed up against Lisa'swhite complexion, alongwith her free-flowingblonde hair, wasa definite turn-onto Eddie. Evenwith a verydeep and richtan, Lisa lookedextremely pale nextto Darius. Itwas such ahot sight tobehold, Darius told himself.

I shrugged andreached a handdown and hetook it andI helped himup. He lookedat me, rubbedhis jaw andsaid, "Sorry man,I didn't understand."

He just gaveme an evil,demanding smile. 'Actually,I would enjoyyour fighting me.Raping your asswould be morefun for methan you givingit to me.But, it wouldhurt you alot more. Isuggest you shutup and turnover'."

She grabbed hiscock, her smoothhand and longnails wrapping aroundit and gaveit a gentlesqueeze.

increased both speedand pressure. Hecould feel thelength of thenylon zipper throughthe taut cottonof his briefs.What harm wasbeing done? Seedwas not tobe spilled lest for procreation, buthis seed wouldnever know suchpurchase. Through dreams,it often wethis sheets –without touch, withoutwill – crossingthe fuzzy line between thought anddeed. What ofthat? If thesubconscious mind cancommit sin, whathope is therefor any ofus to followsuch rules? Totell this younglady she didwrong while hesat there fondlinghimself would behypocritical in theextreme, yet hecould not tellher it wasan acceptable behavior.

"Hmm?Oh, sure, babe.Go make upyour eyes. Putsome gloss onyour lips, an'bring out oneof those darkgreen bed sheets.It'll make anice backdrop foryour fair skinand brown eyes."

"Asif I havea choice" hesaid.

I enjoyreading erotica butsome stories arejust begging fora follow-up andthat has becomemy mission. Surethere are somepeople who lovetheir spouses tocheat. Sure, thereare some menwho would justsit there quietlyand watch ifthey found theirwives cheating. Sure,some supposedly lovingwives would leavetheir husbands afterone instance ofextra-marital sex, evenrape. And Iam sure thatthere are peoplewho get offon being humiliatedby their spouses.But that isnot I andI have thefeeling that itapplies to asmall portion ofthe population. Itseems to applyto a largerportion of Literoticaauthors, however. Iam here toadd some balanceto the population.This is myfirst story. Iam currently workingon follow-ups tofour other stories.I hope youenjoy them. Ifyou don't that'sfine. Everybody deserves an opinion, evenif it iswrong. HaHa.

The nextthing I knew,I could seethe sun risingover the mountainand there wasa warm cuddlyMissy, that wasno longer aTom Boy, layingsound asleep nextto me. Igently woke herup and helpedher put back on her pantiesand nightie. Withthat I senther back downto her ownbed, before theboys woke up.As Missy goesoff to collegeI will wonderif she willremember the timewhen she wasawakened from beinga Tom Boy.

"I hope youdon't have togo back homeright away," Katietook a seatdown next tome.

"I can't, Jack."Her voice isbarely above awhisper as sheclings onto him.She hadn't fedat all thatnight, and itwas taking itstoll on her.

"Youought to beafter all thesucking last night,"Sandy grinned.

It wastoo much, toosoon for Zanariah."I think weshould go," shesaid, looking atme directly. Icouldn't answer. Mybody was rigid,both hands behindLorna's head. Herbobbing head waspushing me tothe end ofmy ability tothink clearly.

"Sure, webetter watch ittogether because you'llreally be horny."

"Shutup, NoDick. Whydon't you stoptalking and goget yourself cleanedup. You looklike shit."