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Claire knelt up to slip her panties down, revealing a cleanly shaved quim,
again tanned and smooth, with pouting red lips. Tracy followed her sister
to reveal a neatly trimmed thick black pubic mound cut in the shape of a
heart, but with the lips of her sex shaved clean. They both shuffled over
to me and grabbing my shorts tugged them down to my ankles. The elastic
waistband of my shorts caught on my erection, dragging it down only to let
it spring back to slap wetly against my stomach revealing a swollen, very
thick, erect 10″ cock. Tracy started to lick and kiss my large purple knob
end, wetting it with saliva before easing into her mouth. My cock being
very thick with a large head, it filled her mouth, but her tongue and teeth
set to work, licking, nibbling and scratching what she could get in, then
suckling it like a baby does a mothers teat.




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We got on very well and agreed to meet the following morning to continue
our chat. No plans, nor even the original reason for the meeting had been
mentioned, so I went back to my hotel for the night to dream of them alone.

The following day we met in my hotel at about 10 o’clock, to go site
seeing. They lived about 2 miles from the sea, so we drove out to a cove
there. It was breezy but very warm, being mid September. The beach was
deserted, but we moved back into the dunes behind to get away from the
wind, and sat down on a travel rug to chat.

I had brought a picnic basket from the hotel, from which I took a bottle of
wine. We sat there drinking wine and chatting about almost everything.

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That Friday, I set off for the meeting in my best bib and tucker, hoping to
get there early enough to stop in the hotel first. But traffic being what
it is I eventually arrived with minutes to spare, having searched for the
pub in the wrong place first.

I managed to identify the sisters quite easily from Claire’s description,
and to my pleasant surprise her description wasn’t stretching the truth, in
fact it hardly did them justice. Both were very pretty and in their early
twenties.

I introduced myself and we chatted generally for a while. Claire being the
oldest of the sisters was 25, blonde with large blue eyes, about 5′ 11″,
with a tanned, slim and athletic figure. From what I could see though she
had large firm breasts. Tracy, the other sister, was younger than Claire by
two years. She had very long black hair in a pony tail. Again tall, about
5′ 9″, with a fuller figure, but not fat and milky translucent white skin.

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You lead me to the galley and ask me to be seated at a small table there. The
shirt pulls up exposing most of my thighs as I sit. You open the refrigerator
and take out a bottle of Cabernet Blanc. Opening a cabinet and removing two
lovely wine glasses and then a cork screw. You sit opposite me and open the
wine. I’m getting very warm just watching you. Slowly you pour each of us a
glass, handing me one. Offering a toast you say “to the new lady in my life”.
I sip the wine and notice it’s slightly oakey flavor. You ask if I would like
to go on deck. I agree and we take out glasses and the bottle up the stairs. I
know you can see all of me as I climb the steps ahead of you. Did you notice
the wetness of my skimpy panties?

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“Like her, I love her. She’s gorgeous.” You take my hand again and show me
all that’s to be seen topside and then we go below deck. It’s surprisingly
spacious below. Two large cabins, a galley, the head, the engine compartment
and lots of storage areas. The galley is very well outfitted, including a
microwave. I even see a computer in one of the staterooms.

If I were to write a romance I couldn’t have done it any better than this one
is beginning. The boat, the car, you are all exactly what I want. Slowly you
place your hand on the nape of my neck and press your fingers gently. I’m so
relaxed and yet still so excited. What an incredible feeling. At last, you
lean down and kiss me. Very lightly and so gently. Your lips are soft and
parted slightly. I respond, trying hard to control myself. As you break from
the kiss you smile again and ask if I would like to change into something else.

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We pulled away from the curb and you asked if I liked sailing. Very
enthusiastically I said “oh, yes, I love sailing.” We headed away from the
high rises and toward the water. A short time later, pulling up at the yacht
club the valet came to take the car. He opened my door first and I stepped out
looking around carefully. I’m still breathless and all you did was smile at me
and kiss my hand.

You exit the car and open the truck removing a large duffel bag. Coming to my
side you casually place your arm around my waist and guide me toward the
marina. So many lovely boats are berthed here, which one is yours? You move
your arm to unlock the gate and I pass through first, waiting as you again take
my hand and lead me down the ramp. These ramps were not meant for high heels
and you are careful to go slowly. Finally we walk past several slips and come
to the last boat. A beautiful 45 foot, motor sailor. We climb the 4 steps and
you lift me over the side. “Welcome aboard”, my new friend. This is “The Last
Resort”. “Hope you like her”.

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At last it was time to leave the office and proceed to the street again. My
breathing was inconsistent and my normal walk with the perky stride was
impossible. I alternated between almost running and slowing to a very slow
pace, trying to arrive at precisely the right time. As I approached I was
disappointed to see no one there. Suddenly, a car horn broke into my thoughts
and there you were. A Black 1957 Thunderbird, with a white top. Naturally it
was in mint condition and sparkled all over. You reached over and opened the
door for me. As I climbed inside my dress raised a little to show you my left
thigh.

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It so happened that we didn’t fuck for about three days after
that. On the average, we fucked about every eight hours, so this was
quite a long time. And it was just as well, in a way:
“My asshole is sore.”
“I — I’m not surprised,” I said. “I wish it wasn’t — but I
liked the way it got sore.” I thought about my next words. “And so
did you.”
Her eyes blazed at me. I saw the anger beginning in her face -
- and then it collapsed. “I know — but that’s what the gay boys
do, isn’t it? Do you wish I was a boy?”
I started to laugh — and then realized she was only half-
joking.
“June, I like licking your cunt,” I said quietly. “And so do
you. Does that mean you wish I was a woman — since cuntlicking is
what lesbians do?”
Her eyes half closed and she shivered. “I know!” She seemed
amazed. “It makes me itchy when you say that — but you know I
don’t like lesbians.”
I licked my lips and stepped toward her. She put her small
hand against my chest, keeping me away.
I didn’t press it. Even if I’d been the kind of moronic
asshole who tries to force himself on someone else, there was
something else to consider: June had been an auxiliary cop in
Singapore, with the attendant martial arts training. We’d sparred
playfully a few times. She was just as fast as I and a helluvalot
more deceptive in her movements. I knew I could absorb enormous
damage, and use my superior strength to prevail, but I had no
desire to do so — and I didn’t know if there were subconscious
resentments in this hard-bodied young woman that could make a
playful blow slip and do serious damage. This was just another
equality that made her attractive to me: June could not be forced
to do anything. Whatever she did, it was by choice.
“But!” She laughed and dropped her hand. She knew my respect
for her prowess — and, more importantly, simply for her. “But!”
I nodded ruefully. “I know.”

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Alice wished fervently for a minute alone in the bathroom. She didn’t
dare ask.

“Come here.”

Alice walked slowly to him.

“Lay across my lap.”

Alice had assumed that he would want to fuck her. A spanking hadn’t even
entered her mind. She could barely remember her last spanking. She had been
in grade school and her mother had pulled down her drawers and used a hair
brush on her young ass after finding out about a fight in school.

With some genuine fear, Alice lay across his lap.

Mark didn’t begin spanking her at once. First he spread her legs and felt
the sticky dampness there. Alice blushed hotly at the shame of having mark
examine the evidence of her infidelity.




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After a long conversation, he finally convinced me that I had
never really experienced sex to the fullest and knew nothing of its
pleasures. To make a long (and I’m sure, obvious) story short, within two
weeks, Joe seduced me and we began having sex every day.






Soon after we started, Joe insisted on performing oral sex on me. I
resisted at first, but finally gave in, and, within a few short minutes, I
experienced the most wonderful orgasm of my life! From that second on, I
couldn’t get enough of his sucking and screwing me. He never failed to
bring me to climax and I was so hooked on his wonderful body and tongue
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With her skirt bunched up around her hips he had forced her over the
footstool on her stomach and had her from behind, something she had refused to
allow Mark to do.

Her inability to control Dave made her feel terribly wanton as she allowed
him each liberty. She had come almost as soon as he had entered her, her
skirt still on, on her face, from the rear.





Dave was taking her like a bitch, she thought. The word “bitch” seemed to
excite her even more. She repeated it to herself as his hard member shoved
home, again and again.




When Dave had come, she had expected to get dressed, but instead he had
taken her to his bedroom, removed the rest of her clothes and made her assume
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Okay, so I hate exercise-I admit it-I hate exercise. I’m getting better about
it I met you. My body’s not the best but you’ve gotten me to at least move and
finally after watching your buns and those great legs of yours, I brought my
bike out of mothballs. You’re a jock-no doubt about it and I wish I had a body
to match yours but for right now I’ll settle for just being able to lose 2 lbs
a week.

I have found though that you’ve caused my rides to be a little more exciting
lately than I remember them as a child. Last week as I was arguing with myself
about the many reasons why I shouldn’t go for a ride like I don’t feel like
it…it’s too hot…I don’t want to…I need to do some paperwork for
work…when I heard a knock on the door. And there you were in your biking
shorts holding your bike. I was totally shocked because usually you never come
to visit and you’ve made so many remarks about the fact that I ride too slowly
so I assumed you would never ask me to go for a ride. But there you are-God,
how I lust after you when you’re in those black shorts-they leave nothing to my
overactive imagination. You’ve been out for a while because you’re soaked with
sweat making the curves of your muscles even more visible.




The look on your face is pure satisfaction-”So, want to go for a ride? I’ve
done 40 miles so far and you can survive another 10, can’t you?”

Oh, shit-I think to myself-he’s doing well-he’ll beat me into the ground but I
smile and sputter, “Sure, you know I’m slow though” I’ve got to change-oh,
damn, now he’s going see that I haven’t got a tan or even a shade of a tan-at
least my legs are shaved. I put on my sweat shorts and my jersey and wheel my
bike out.

I’m thinking-You’re used to racing and you’ve got a bike set up for it-there’s
no way I can match you-I’ve got a mountain bike that weighs twice as much as
yours-I outweigh you by a good amount. And you’ve been in training for months.
Oh, well the pain’ll be over soon.
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