Birthday Surprise For Ricky

It was Ricky’s birthday and I wanted it to be extra special. I had planned this for months and it would definitely be a night he would never in his life forget. I had rented a secluded cabin near the Cape. He loved the sounds of the sea. The cabin had it’s own private beach. Since he loved to sunbathe and swim nude, this would be perfect. I had ordered all his favorite foods from the deli, and had a cake prepared as well. My best friend and I had decorated the cabin with balloons and streamers. She was part of the birthday surprise.

Her name was Mari. She was very shy but once you got to know her, she was so much fun. One night, after a few drinks, she had confided in me that she had always fantasized about having anal sex but was afraid. She also told me she thought only bad girls did that. I tried talking to her about it afterwards but she would always change the subject. I knew under the right circumstances, Mari would be able to fulfill her secret fantasy. And, as her friend, I thought I should help her out.

I invited Mari to come up to the cabin with me. I told her that Rick and I had been friends since we were kids. She was glad to get the invite and said she’d be happy to help with the party. After we got the cabin all decorated, I broke the news to her that we would be the only guests, that something had come up for the rest of those who were invited. Mari told me that was fine and that she liked small gatherings anyway.
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The Renter

I had placed an ad in the paper to rent a room. Having to pay all of the rent for such a large house was draining my resources. Besides, a guy of 18 who had moved away from his parents watchful eyes, needed to show them that he was self sufficient!

The ad said, “Wanted, male, 18 to 24, to share 2 bedroom house, with same. Rent, $200 per month. Call.” And the number was listed. I had the ad running for a few weeks and a number of guys came by to look. The house was a typical bachelor pad, sparse furniture and no frills. It was located in a quiet neighborhood and far back far from the street and other houses. I was renting from a couple who had moved to Florida and wanted someone to take care of the house.

I guess that either the house was too far away from civilization, or my house keeping was atrocious, because I had no takers. My money was starting to run low and having no extra income as I had planned, was getting to be a real drag. Then I got a phone call from Julie. I hadn’t considered renting the room to a girl, as I thought that it could cause some complications when I brought a date home.

She was in terrible need of a place to stay. Her apartment complex had been sold and the rent was increasing to a point where she couldn’t afford to live there anymore. I told her that I didn’t really want to rent to a female, but she must have sensed that I was getting desperate to find a renter. She talked me into letting her look the place over.
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Breaktime With Becca

I spent my lunch break in the women’s locker room at the factory, buried balls-deep in Becca Ferguson, the nineteen-year-old press operator who wanted me. I didn’t want Becca. She was flat-chested and kind of dumb, no real ambition but to get married and start cranking out babies like a puppy mill. Still, she wanted me, and I was willing to use her to get what I really wanted, which was Susan.

Becca and I had our shirts on, but our pants around our ankles. I pounded into her, stroke after stroke after stroke. She’d slipped her hands up under my shirt and dug her nails into my spine. I cupped my fingers over her hips and tried hard to make sure I didn’t come too soon.

I knew when Susan was supposed to take lunch. I’d timed seducing Becca precisely. Of course that wasn’t hard, since I only had to get her to do what she already wanted to do. Becca and I took first lunch, and Susan was on second lunch. So I just walked into the women’s locker room as Becca was taking off her work smock, wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, and began sucking her earlobes. She leaned back into me. I rubbed my thumbs in figure-eights over her belly and pressed my crotch into the back of her jeans.
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My Slutty Date

One night, my date and I went to see a show at the local theater. Apparently, because it was a late show, and because it was during the middle of the week, there weren’t many people in the place. We sat in the back, as usual we usually did.

The movie that we were watching was a romantic thriller that was going around at the time (perhaps you heard of “9-1/2 weeks”?). It just was starting to get interesting as the actors started to get into one of the make-out scenes. That’s when my date placed her hand on my lap and started to rub my throbbing boner.

I hadn’t expected this from her since this was our first date out together. I was presently surprised that she was showing interest in my equipment so early in our relationship.
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Showering With Cheryl

Cheryl had been my best friend since I joined the cheerleading squad at State College. We would go to the mall together, watch movies together, and study together, you know, just about everything.

Cheryl was about 5’9″ (I was a wee bit shorter), and had a figure that bespoke ‘Modeling Career Here’. I’ll admit that I wasn’t nearly as attractive, but the guys I dated never seemed to think so.

Anyway, Cheryl really surprised me one night after an exciting football game. We had gone back to the girl’s locker room, and I decided to get a shower before we decided what to do for the evening. Once I was nude and under the hot spray of the shower, I got very relaxed. I closed my eyes and stood there, feeling the heat soak into my tired muscles.

I was broken out of my bliss by the sound of another shower head turning on. Cheryl was standing at the next nozzle, rinsing her hair. I was surprised to see her buck-naked. Before, we had always pulled curtains between the showers for privacy.
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An Office Party Party

I have never been a big fan of Halloween parties. I don’t really enjoy getting dressed up. The only good thing about them is that you get to see hot chicks wearing slutty outfits. Well, what made this Halloween party even worse is that it was an office party. It’s bad enough that I had to go to a party, but now I have to be surrounded by my co-workers that I see forty hours a week already.

I went into the party with a bad attitude. I just didn’t want to be there. I didn’t even bother finding a date. I just wanted to slip in, make an appearance, and slip out. I work in a young office. Most of the people are in their twenties or thirties. When I got to the party, I was very impressed. In fact, I was blown away. It looked like all the women were trying to out-slut each other. Tons of cleavage, bare midriffs, and skirts that hung just below their asses. This was great. I had dressed as Dracula, so I had to keep checking myself, making sure my erection wasn’t visible through the flimsy cape.
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Strangers In the Night

It’s another cold night in the Windy City as Sharon leaves her job as a dancer at the Titty Lounge. Tonight was a better than average night for the young ebony teen (having just turned nineteen the month before). In her backpack-like purse she has well over $300 dollars in profits.

“Not bad for an eight hour shift,”she thinks as she waits in the plastic chairs of the Greyhound bus terminal for the bus that will take her to Gary, Indiana, a 30 to 45 minute trip.

Though winter is firmly gripping the area (No ice or snow, though. Thankfully.), Sharon is only wearing a light microskirt and a yellow halter-top that shows off her double D’s to maximum advantage. Normally she would change before heading for the terminal, but tonight some bitch had poured champagne in her duffel bag.

Thinking of this, Sharon can only smile. It’s not her fault that she regularly gets the high paying customers or the most ardent regulars. At only 5′ 2″, 115 pounds, with a coffee complexion and light green (not contacts) eyes, she is the most exotic woman in the club. It also doesn’t hurt that she has a 48” bubble ass that is often clad in only a g-string. On one firm cheek is the tattoo of her stage name, Cherish.

“The bus for Gary…”
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Truck Driving School

Hi, my name is Arvin, I’m 6’4 245lbs with blue eyes, brown hair and a good tan body. My story starts in May of 1997 I was in Indianapolis, Indiana at C1 truck driving school learning how to become a truck driver. The day I arrived at the school I meet my teacher he was a pretty nice guy and he informed me that I would be sharing a hotel room with two other students. I said ok and headed to the hotel to get checked in and it was a nice hotel it had a in door pool, bar, and a restaurant. I got checked in and went to my room once there I meet my roommates and they seemed to be ok guys so I got unpacked and settled in. Then I went down by the pool to hang out there were a few people down there and come to find out they were all students of the school. As we talked I looked up and saw her and my mouth dropped she was 5’4 100lbs she had blonde hair, blue eyes and a body that was completely perfect. When she came down she sat down next to me and introduced herself she said her name was Jenny and she was from Georgia.

I told her my name and we begin to talk then I decided to go for a swim so I went to my room and changed. When I got down to the pool Jenny was gone so I got in the pool and swam a few laps. I was swimming to one end when I heard a splash at the other end and when I turned around I seen Jenny coming up out of the water. She had a red and white bikini on and she looked amazing her tits were so perfect then Jenny swam down to me and grabbed me until she could grab the side of the pool. As we stood there talking I realized how easy she was to talk too and we both really enjoyed each others company. The next day we all went to class and at lunch time Jenny wanted to go with me to get something to eat so we walked to a dinner that was close to the school. After school had let out for the day I was going to walk back to the hotel when Jenny yelled for me so I stopped and she came running up to me and asked if she could walk with me I said sure and we headed for the hotel.
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The Back Rub

I gave her a ride home from the bar. She was in that drunk, affectionate mood she gets when she wants attention. We sat in the car for a few minutes, making out. We’d done this enough now that I no longer felt any guilt over it. It wasn’t anything her husband hadn’t seen her do at the bar when she was in one of these moods. Well, it was a little more serious, involving tongue, but still just playing around as far as she was concerned. The fact that her husband was also my best friend is what triggered the guilt the first couple of times we did this. We’d talked about it and he’d more or less said if she wants to do it, go for it.

We broke for air and she asked if I wanted to come in. I said sure, knowing full well that she would offer maybe a beer, some conversation, and nothing more. After all, her husband would be asleep in the next room.

I sat on a daybed that, with a couple of bolster cushions, doubled as a couch in their living room. She went into the kitchen and brought us a couple of beers, sitting next to me, but not too close.

“Gary must have passed out. I could hear him snoring when I walked by the hall.”

“He has an early day tomorrow,” I said.

“How are you with neck rubs?” she asked. “I have this kink that’s driving me nuts.” (more…)

Michelle at College

Being a drunken, puking, insecure, naive mess freshman year of college, I at least was able to date a girl a year older than me who was also a drunken, insecure, chain-smoking, sex-addicted mess. She certainly was not naive, though. And this is how she made me a little less so.

I wasn’t even planning on spending time with her that night. We were in a confused stage in our relationship; I had come home from winter break, during which she’d gone through some problems and sort of ignored me. Since then, we’d reconciled and were hooking up over and over. But our relationship had just degenerated in to random fucking. I didn’t care at the time, because she was sexy–black hair, pale complexion, blue eyes, thin. She listened to metal music and was flunking out of school. Just what I needed. Let’s call her Michelle.

I was hanging out in a friend’s dorm room, drinking, when she called. She asked me, slurringly, to come to her friend Andrea’s party. There was some creepy guy there hitting on her and she wanted to be with me. I guess I should have felt touched, but I was kind of annoyed. She started backing down, saying “fine, fine Adam, you don’t have to come, I’m just drunk.” But I said I’d come. Her friend’s boyfriend came and picked me up and drove me over to her friend’s trailer home (yes, it was a trailer home). Being a guy, I know that in the back of my mind I was really thinking that I could at least screw her that night, and that would be fun.
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