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A Brief Reconnection

It was years ago when she reached out to me via Facebook. She was living and working in Los Angeles and had been digging through some old things from high school when she found pictures of us together. We dated in high school, breaking up when I left for college. She went to college for a while, joined the military, then kicked around until she found her way to civil engineering in LA. Divorced, mother of two grown children, unsure when her love life would bloom again. I was back in Indiana, a married parent, and excited by her contact. She recalled our dates, our experiments in love, our breakup. We stayed in touch after that initial Facebook conversation. A year or so later, she said she was coming home to see family. Could we meet and have a drink? The visit was arranged and I met her at her hotel. The years had been generous with her. Her blonde hair was nearly platinum. Her skin tanned. She'd put on a few pounds but then so had I. We spent a few hours together, having a beer...
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Blood in the Darkness Ch. 05

Ctesasisl carried Arda back to the hotel. She was utterly spent from their love making. While Arda slept, Ctesasisl planned. How could he save her from the oncoming storm? Even if he had to give up his own life, he knew he would save Arda. Arda awoke her world was warm and soft. Her limbs were heavy in that comfortable, restful way, and her mind was lingering in the aftermath of pleasant of dreams forgotten where the sense of peace was the only memory that remained. The covers felt like a cocoon over her body and the sheets were soft against her sleep-numbed skin. She cooed happily to herself, nuzzling into them, and snuggled against the warm flesh that pressed against her from behind holding a possessive arm about her bare middle. Arda snuggled against Ctesasisl 's chest dreamily. Her body was pressed against his greedily absorbing his warmth, delighting in the softness of his skin against hers, and she reveled in his scent each time she took a breath. He smelled like the woods ...
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Mia Misjudges Her Man

By the time they walked through the door of the Big Nerd's penthouse apartment late on a Saturday night, Mia's face hurt. She'd had her 100-watt smile turned on all through dinner, trying to make it look as though she were hanging on his every word, and the muscles in her cheeks were feeling the strain. She wasn't even sure it had been worth the effort since he'd spent most of the evening staring at her breasts. That was fine with Mia. She could tell that he was hooked, that all he could think about now was how much he wanted to play with her big tits and get inside her panties. She had him where she wanted him. The man's name was Ed Bingley, though she always thought of him as the Big Nerd. She'd met him a two weeks earlier at a talk he gave on his innovative communications software, a product now used by almost every major corporation in the world. By his mid-twenties, Ed was earning millions of dollars a year; by the time he was 30, he was billionaire. ...
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PEI Beach Escape Ch. 06

Showered and ready to hit the town, James asks the inevitable question. "Where do you want to go to dinner?" "I dunno, somewhere with good poutine," replies Veronica. "Ha! You might have trouble finding that here. It isn't Quebec," says James. "Ah, oui but it is Canada!" Veronica snaps back. "Okay I will look it up," says James. "Oh, hey there is this place called The Ale House. It won some TripAdvisor award. It says they have great steak and seafood as well as amazing poutine. Oh, they also have two patios, but with this fog maybe we will eat inside. There will be no stargazing tonight," James adds. "In the description for the place it says: "At The Ale House guests are able to experience the hot summer sun and gentle breeze from the Charlottetown Harbour. Great Food, Great Rock. Lots of it!" "Sounds good to me!" Veronica exclaims and they head out to the front porch as the screen door slammer c...
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A True Hyper Pt. 01

Author's note: first story. Be nice. Do you know what a true hyper is? You have the normal men, with those tiny little cocks that barely stretch your throat out, only about 6 inches, some even less, but only by an inch or two. Then you have the average futa. A little bigger than a guy, but they still have a small dick. Only about a foot, balls the size of an egg. Their cumshot barely even fills you up. Then you have your hypers. Now those are the only ones worth fucking. Count their cock size in feet instead of inches, those trouser-snakes reach down past their knees while soft. The globes that they call testicles easily droop as far as the dick length of the most hung normal futa. Their hyperness even goes to their tits. You won't find a cup size on a hyper that doesn't cover the alphabet at least once. And then you have a true hyper. That's me. Lexi Purt. We're rare, you know. Doctor's haven't seen one like me for a century. Which is fair, because we'...
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