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Professor Moore’s Last Time — D. L. Porter

He watched his semen ooze from her and pool on the desk. His gaze drifted over her belly and rested on her breasts as she raised herself to a sitting position and stared at his flaccid cock. Lifting her eyes to his, she gushed, “That was the most awesome orgasm I’ve ever had, Professor Moore.” [...]
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Belfast Dance — Kris Winter

Lila and Connie moved briskly up the sidewalk clicking jet black heels in the rising moonlight. They shared a wicked sense of humour and a passion for spontaneous celebration of youth. At the ages of 20 and 21 on a summer’s night in 1943 Belfast both would serve them well. The local girls rushed home [...]
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Against the Wall — Cecile Lovell

My heart was thumping so damn fast, sharp pieces of brick were pushing into the skin of my arms, my hair and I could feel each bite of their gravely texture through my clothes. His hands were gripping my shoulders, pressing me against the wall and into him at the same time. His lips were [...]
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The Pool — Echo Page

They sat across from each other and stared long and defiant, waiting for the other to speak. Finally having enough Janet smirked at her husband and walked out to the pool. Mark stood shaking his head and followed, taking off his cloths on the way. “I hope you get arrested for public nudity.” Mark shrugged [...]
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Trust — Steve Isaak

“You’ll. . . kill. . . her. . . then?” Brenda gasped. Her small, pert breasts quivered as August came inside her.  Her cries drowned out his sibilant breaths. He wondered if Brenda had timed her question to render his orgasm an affirmative answer. If so, she was a bigger fool than he thought. He’d [...]
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A New Beginning — Carly Berg

He was going through his suitcase, he didn’t hear me ask how his trip went. “Don’t bother to answer me.” He froze. Next, he’d grovel. His weakness would disgust me, I’d pick on him. Then I’d hate myself. Wrong. He grabbed me, marched me to the couch, bent me over its arm. He had changed. [...]
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The Airplane — Sexycateyez

When she sat down next to me on the plane she looked sad.  Let me rephrase that. She looked hot, and fuckable. But when my eyes finally got off her tits and up to her face I realized she had been crying. We exchanged pleasantries and I asked her if anything was the matter. It [...]
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