Couple gets married and finds sex outside the marriage pretty close to home

“I met a guy,” Ella said. “A really great guy.”

“Did you now?” Elizabeth said. “That’s news. It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?”

“Yes it has. But the moment we were introduced, it just felt right. Instant connection.”

“What’s his name?”

“Max.”

“And how did you meet Max?”

“I met him at a friend’s house. We clicked immediately, we talked for hours that first night.”

“And when was this?”

“A week-and-a-half ago. Then the next day he called to ask me out and we talked for a few more hours. Everyday since. I’ve never felt so close to someone this fast. It seems so natural, it’s scary.”

Elizabeth had been Ella’s therapist for a number of years. The sessions began after Ella lost her mother, to whom she was very close, as a teenager. The sessions helped her through her grief. Then several years later her father got remarried to a much younger woman, which was another major adjustment, and then less than two years after that he dropped dead of a heart attack. Ella had leaned on Elizabeth through all of it.

“So,” Elizabeth continued. “Go on.”

“We’ve talked constantly. I’ve never been able to talk to a man like this. It’s like a drug, something I didn’t think was possible. We’ve only had one real date since we first met.”

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My Friend, My Cousin

The first rays of sunlight hit my eyes. Through barely opened eyes, I saw the blurred line of Marie’s body against the sunlit window, the curve from her knee crossed over the other, working up her hip and then back down her waist. The curves continuing up her body, the sudden fall off of her neck and then her face, Aphrodite incarnate. Her eyes closed, mouth slightly agape, soft breathing. The sun was glowing on her face.

My hand worked along her skin, feeling her warmth against my palm. My hand worked across her flat stomach, feeling her belly button beneath my finger tips, working down just above her mound, my palm flat against her, for some reason it intrigued me and made me feel something knowing part of me was deep inside of her under my palm.

Knowing that just hours prior, my cock had been in her very depths spreading my effluence inside of her. Knowing full well that what came from me could be joining with her at this very moment. I felt my cock stir at that thought. So young and yet the thought of this sinful deed stirred the embers in my loins.
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Fantasy, Anal and Erotica

I sat on the bed, and viewed the marvel before me, close enough to reach out and touch. A sweet oval face, framed by long blonde hair. Long blonde eyelashes too, around massive pale blue eyes, sparking with life and personality. A button nose. Thick, pink, kissable lips. Moving down, a slender neck, high collarbones, and oh, such breasts! Large – maybe the size of grapefruit – and perfectly shaped, hanging deliciously from a pale chest.

Further down, a smooth belly, tapered to a narrow waist, with the slightest wisps of the longest golden locks poking out to either side. Then wide, flared, feminine hips.

And just at the meeting of long, lithe, shapely legs, a proud, erect penis, mirroring mine a few feet away from it. Hanging just below the engorged member, the unmistakeable wrinkled skin of a scrotum, slightly distended by the testicles it contained.

I looked back up, from those male genitals, across the perfect feminine body, to those shining eyes. I saw the hope and fear at war there, the desperation, the entreaty. And I made my decision.

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A stud’s justice

Kevin and Lana were in trouble. They had wanted to go home as their high-school activities ended, but at one point, three very shady and angry guys blocked their path. As the dark-haired girl looked around for a way out, panicked, the 18-year-old chemist prodigy realized what has happened: he had busted an attempt by some no-good people to use the school lab secretly…for drug making. Now, they wanted revenge- these were the goons of the people that were now going to be tried and imprisoned. He tried to reason with them: “There is nothing you can do…the lab now has limited access- windows and doors were replaced. No drugs for anyone.” It didn’t exactly work. “You little dipshit…we’re gonna make you pay for calling the cops!” The three men were angry, and the one that had a baseball bat came forth, wanting to break Kevin’s glasses, nose and skull. The scared girlfriend screamed, as the bookish, skinny male seemed very pessimistic about their odds of survival.
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