Saturday, April 26, 2008

man's best friend----part-1-of-1

Found this on the net and loved it.

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Man's best friend

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A Dog's Purpose (from a 6-year-old)
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As a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish wolfhound named Lobo. The dog's owners, Carl, his wife Lois, and their little boy David, were all very attached to Lobo, and they were hoping for a miracle.
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I examined Lobo and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Lobo, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.
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As we made arrangements, Carl and Lois told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old David to observe the procedure. They felt as though David might learn something from the experience.
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The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Lobo's family surrounded him. David seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Lobo slipped peacefully away.
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The little boy seemed to accept Lobo's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Lobo's death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. David, who had been listening quietly, piped up, 'I know why.'
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Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation.
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He said, 'People are born so that they can learn how to live a good Life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?' The Six-year-old continued, 'Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long.'
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"WOW."
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Remember, if a dog were the teacher you would learn things like:
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When loved ones come home, always run to greet them. Love unconditionally.
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Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
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Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy.
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Take lots of naps. Don't worry about much more than where to rest your head.
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Stretch before rising.
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Run, romp, and play daily.
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Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
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Avoid biting when a simple growl will do, because there are consequences in life.
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On warm days, take time lie on your back on the grass. Wiggle around at will.
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On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
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When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
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Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
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When bored chase your tail to stay out of trouble.
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Be loyal.
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Never pretend to be something you're not.
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If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
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When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.
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ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY LIKE YOUR DOG WOULD. THEN YOU'LL REALIZE WHAT IS REALLY IMPORTANT IN LIFE.

Monday, April 21, 2008

kinky----part-1-of-1

Kinky

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After a party, my girlfriend, Candy, and I along with a friend of mine named Tony returned to my dorm room. We were all kind of drunk, but I could still tell Candy was up to something. She usually gets pretty mischievous when she's had a few. Candy and I had met the year before in one of my engineering class. There were probably about 20 open seats, and of course I pick the one next to her. Before the test started nothing-seemed out of place, but I wasn’t really paying that much attention to her. Then when we get our tests I look over because she was moving around so much. I was surprised to see that her hand was down the front of her pants. Maybe her hands were cold? It was probably the hottest day in 6-months around here, but maybe she was from Florida or something. Maybe she had an itch? Possibly, I thought, but it must be real bad to do it in public. And then it happened. She took her hand out and did the unthinkable. She smelled her fingers. And she must have liked it, because she kept doing it. Now I was in the middle of a test here and how was I supposed to concentrate with her playing with her pussy and enjoying the heady aroma. When the test was over, I walked over and raised her hand to my face and shared that heady aroma. We’ve been together ever since.

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"That sure was a fun party,” giggled Candy as she twirled around in my room. “But I don't think the fun has to end just yet,"
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Tony and I both chuckled as we watched my petite girlfriend dance. Her demeanor slowly changed as she moved to the music. Her eyes smoldered at us as her lithe body undulated provocatively. She began to rub her small, firm breasts while her slender hips bucked and swayed with the music. Tony looked at me quizzically, but I could only shrug my shoulders in reply.
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Candy smiled impishly at me as she danced toward us. With her eyes locked on mine, she ground her crotch against Tony’s knees. My friend wasn't sure what to do, but his hands tentatively lifted and began to stroke Candy's breasts through her blouse. Candy raised her arms over her head and arched her chest toward Tony's hands. She moaned softly as she continued to rub her crotch against his legs. She then flashed a seductive grin at us and spun away.
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"Steve, what's going on here?" Tony breathed hotly as Candy began to writhe before us.
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"I'm not sure, but just go with it," I replied.
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Then Candy began to do a slow striptease for us. Looking coyly over her shoulder, Candy pulled her blouse off over her head and unsnapped her bra. She threw the garments back at us, the bra landing on Tony's head. She then spun around and faced us, her hands covering her smallish breasts. She raised her eyebrows and smiled playfully at us, then pulled her hands from her chest, giving us a quick glimpse of her pert young breasts, then laughed as she turned away again.
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I could tell Candy was enjoying herself immensely. She was a bit of an exhibitionist and liked to dance for me. But stripping in front of my friend Tony was giving her an added thrill. It excited me as well. I loved Candy's hard, little willing body, but I also love her spontaneous and kinky mind. I knew she was really dancing to entice Tony, but it turned me on knowing my friend was getting hot watching my girlfriend.
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I didn't know how far Candy would go with this, but I was bound to find out. Her hips swayed side to side as her erotic dance continued. Then she bent over and slowly shimmied out of her skirt. After kicking her skirt aside, she tugged down her lacy panties. They stuck momentarily in the wet crevice of her female slit, and then slid down around her ankles. Knowing my feelings, she playfully flipped me her panties. Catching them, I brought them to my face and happily inhaled her heady aroma. To me a girl’s hot, sticky little panties are her last line of defense before a guy gets to her sweet honey pot. But forged of silken lace or soft, supple cotton, what a fragile, useless, purely aesthetic defense they are, They are so utterly ridiculous and feminine, what can a man do but worship them. Hold the damp gusset to his nose and inhale deeply, kiss your hot sex through them, use them to pleasure himself when you're not around. If girls only knew the sinful, lustful thoughts their sexy little panties stirred up in guy’s heads, I guarantee your panties would be flooded. The rest of my night is going to be spent imagining the crotch of your pretty pink panties pulled up into your fragrant little pussy, absorbing your delicious girly-nectar. A girl’s panties are their sexy little secret. As I inhaled Candy’s aroma I heard Tony gasp as Candy’s firm little ass waved in the air at us, her swollen pussy-lips visible between her slender thighs.
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Candy gave us a long look at her delectable ass, then turned and gave us a full view of her nubile body. She grinned sexily at us as we lustfully eyed her beautiful face, small, pointy breasts, slender waist, and finely trimmed bush. Sauntering over to Tony, she plopped down on his lap.
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"Holy shit," Tony groaned as Candy ground her bare snatch against his crotch. Taking one of his fingers in her mouth, she seductively sucked on it as she squirmed excitedly on his lap.
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Candy gave my friend a lap dance worthy of the best Las Vegas stripper. With an impish grin, she pulled Tony's hands back to her girlish breasts. As she sucked on his finger, she continued buck against his crotch.
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"Uh, Steve, you don't mind Candy doing this?" Tony muttered as he thrust upwards toward Candy's grinding pussy and squeezed her erect nipples.
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"He doesn't mind," cooed Candy as she wriggled on my friend. "He loves me and will let me do anything, or do anything for me. Isn't that right, lover?"
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I nodded my head. I really was pussy-whipped. Candy was the dominant one when it came to sex. She'd have me do some kinky and wild things, and I enjoyed submitting to her domineering wishes. She once made me dress up like a woman and fuck her while wearing a bra. Another time she tied me up and ate lunch on my stomach, tormenting me by sucking my cock for almost an hour but not letting me cum. But when I did, was it amazing. I'd eat her pussy upon command, no matter where we were. One time she told me to eat her out in front of her roommate. Afterwards she had me masturbate in front of them while they licked each other. I was powerless to deny Candy anything, and we each got off on the dominating relationship.
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I did feel kind of jealous seeing Candy bounce suggestively on my friend, but I had no choice. She wanted Tony and there was nothing I could do but go along with it.
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"Mmmm, I can feel your cock all big and hard against my pussy," purred Candy. She then reached down and began to unbuckle Tony's pants. "Let's see if your cock really is as big as the girls say."
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We both gasped when Tony's cock sprang out. I had seen his cock in the dorm showers before, and even soft it was about 8 to 9 inch. But now that it was hard, I was amazed at how enormous it was. To say I had penis envy was an understatement. It was almost as big as one of those paper towel holders. It was tanned, nice veins and must have been ten inches long and as thick as my wrist. And as I saw Candy playing with it I felt another twinge of jealousy. I've got a medium-sized cock, about seven inches, and Tony's made me look like a midget.
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"Oh my," Candy breathed excitedly. "Look at huge his cock is. Steve, take yours out so I can compare."
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I reluctantly undid my pants and pulled out my cock. Like a girl in a candy store, Candy played with both of our cocks, humming to herself as she stroked my hard cock and Tony's enormous shaft.
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"Steve, you know I've always enjoyed your cock. But look at how much bigger Tony's is. I can barely fit my fingers around it, and it's even longer than two hands. Oh, I want both of you naked now. I'd love to get a mouthful of this cock. Then I want to feel this huge pole up my cunt. And don't worry, Steve, your cock will still fit better in my mouth," Candy said flatly.
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Tony looked at me and said, "Steve, I won't do this if you don't want me to."
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"He wants you to," Candy interjected. "He likes me to enjoy myself. Steve, you know you'd love to watch this monster ream my little cunt."
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I looked at my girlfriend's dainty hands pumping Tony's massive erection and whispered, "Yes."
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Candy giggled and sat back with anticipation as we undressed. When we were both naked, she had us sit next to each other on the couch. She gripped our raging erection and licked her lips at the prospect of enjoying two cocks at once.
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"Let's see how much of this I can fit in my mouth," Candy breathed as she guided Tony's enormous organ toward her face. Her eyes closed in delight; she spread her full lips around his bloated knob and lowered her mouth. Her lips were stretched in a wide ‘O’ as she accepted barely a third of his massive tool. She slurped noisily on Tony's member, her mouth clamped around his fat stalk while she jerked on my stiff rod.
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I sat transfixed at the sight of Tony's huge cock bulging from Candy's widespread mouth, my own cock throbbing in her hand. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked nosily on his fat, veiny shaft, her lovely brunette head bobbing as far up and down as she could. She then pulled her mouth from Tony's giant stalk and slid her lips down my shaft. She could accept far more of me than my friend Tony’s, but there were still a couple of inches left.
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Candy wantonly sucked my cock for a few minutes, and then went back to Tony. Her tongue swirled around the swollen head of his massive cock, lapping at the oozing pre-cum, then flickered down his meaty shaft. She pressed her mouth to the underside of his bloated pole and sucked. Her lips then flitted further down his elongated member to his enormous balls.
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"Tony, your balls are absolutely huge. I bet you cum a lot," Candy chirped as she lashed his golf-ball sized orbs with her tongue.
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"If you keep that up, you'll find out soon enough," Tony muttered.
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"Oh, I'd love to gulp down your cum. But I need your big cock inside me," Candy panted. She gave his gleaming shaft one last lick, then knelt on the floor on all fours. Presenting her rear to Tony, she said, "Fuck me like I've only dreamed about, you stud."
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Tony looked at me once again, his mammoth cock waving obscenely between his legs.
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"Go ahead, Tony. Give it to her," I said.
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"Yes, give it to me. Give it to me good," Candy rasped hotly. She raised her firm ass in invitation to my friend and smiled at me, "Thank you, lover."
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Tony got behind my lust-crazed girlfriend and mounted her like a bull. I could tell from Candy's pained expression that by just getting inside her, he was doing some stretching of her tiny pink pussy. But her grimace soon turned to a mask of perverse pleasure as Tony filled her tight pussy with his horse-sized cock.
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"God, it's so big. It feels like you're in my stomach," Candy moaned as she skewered herself on Tony's immense cock.
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As I watched my petite girlfriend get fucked by my well-hung friend, I felt proud to be dating such a sexpot. Tony obviously loved her snug, wet pussy, and Candy seemed delirious with passion from his humongous spike. Her breath was coming in halting gasps and she mewled non-stop as Tony pounded into her. His heavy balls slapped against her stretched slit and his pelvis smacked her upturned ass cheeks as he crammed her full again and again with his mutant cock. And Candy bucked back mindlessly against him, desperate to have his giant organ buried deep inside her.
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Her eyes hazy with lust, Candy whispered to me, "Steve. Fuck my mouth."
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I was sitting on the couch in front of where Candy was kneeling, so I simply guided my erection toward her opened mouth and fed her my steely rod. She immediately began to bob and suck on my hard offering while she continued to franticly hunch back against Tony's brutal thrusts. She moaned and writhed with delight as my friend and I double penetrated her, fucking her mouth and pussy at the same time.
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I had never seen Candy so turned on before. She was going nuts and acting like a woman possessed, moaning and slurping and gyrating wildly. She had told me of her fantasies about getting gangbanged, but this was the first time she was with more than one guy at once. And Tony's cock was much bigger than she had ever had before inside her tight, little pussy.
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Candy rocked back and forth between us, captured like a pig on a stick on our two hard prongs. Each time Tony pumped his over-sized cock into her squishy pussy, she was thrown forward onto my throbbing cock, her mouth sliding down my shaft. She would then buck back against Tony and resume the perpetual fucking motion. There was only so long I could contain my passion, but I could tell that both Candy and Tony were as excited as me.
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"Steve, I've never fucked a pussy so tight or a girl so hot," Tony groaned as he held onto her slender hips and violently thrust his massive cock deep into her willing body.
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"I'm about there too, Tony. Cum inside her," I panted as I pumped my own pulsating organ eagerly between her suckling lips.
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"Mmmm," Candy squealed as her lithe form trembled. Her mouth slid off my cock and she shrieked, "Oh, I can feel it! Shoot your cum up my cunt! Ewwww, I'm cumming so good! Your big cock is making me cum soooo gooood!"
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Her moans were then silenced as I stuffed my aching cock back into her mouth and erupted. My balls contracted and spewed load after load of creamy sperm into her eager mouth. Candy sucked and gulped down my abundant flood of semen while her body continued to writhe in the throes of her orgasm. When I finally stopped shooting, I had to pry my sated cock from her mouth.

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Candy sat dazed on the floor for a moment, and then smiled at us radiantly. She licked a sticky white strand of my cum from her lips and purred, "That sure was fun. My cunt is sore as hell, but I'm glad I was able to sample your giant cock, Tony."
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I smiled lovingly at my girlfriend and said, "I'm happy you liked it, so long as you continue to like my cock."
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Candy toyed with my limp meat and cooed, "Oh, I will. But there is still something else I want you to do for me."
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"Oh?" I asked curiously. I thought our lusty game was over for now, but again I underestimated Candy's kinkiness.
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Candy smiled impishly at me and said, "I'd like you to experience what I did. I want to see you suck Tony's cock."
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I looked at her uncertainly, then at my friend, then back at her. "But he's my friend," I said plaintively.
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"If you can't suck your friend's cock, then who's cock can you suck?" Candy purred slyly. "How about it, Tony. Will you indulge me?"
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Tony looked at us as if we were both crazy. I knew he ordinarily wouldn't go along with something this strange, but I could tell he too was under Candy's spell.
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"I don't know. That's kind of weird. And besides, I'm not sure I can get it up again so soon," he mused.
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Candy reached out and stroked his long, wet, soft cock meat and chirped, "I bet a stud like you can do it four times a night. Come on, Steve, give him a good suck for me."
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I knew I again had no choice. Under any other circumstances I would never have even thought about blowing another guy. But from Candy's confident demands and seeing my friend's enormous schlong dangling like a snake between his muscular thighs, I was actually turned on at the thought of sucking cock.
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Candy directed Tony onto the couch and beckoned me to kneel before him. My eyes glued to the sight of Tony's hose-like organ, I did as I was told. Candy took my hands and placed them on my friend's crotch. I took his rubbery member in my hand and squeezed. I’d never touched another man’s cock before, but surprisingly I liked the feel of his soft, smooth meat in my hand. And before I knew it, I was pulling and massaging the pliable mass. Even though it was limp, Tony's cock was still bigger than mine.
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I played with my friend's flaccid tool for a while, and then traced my fingers along his low-hanging scrotum. And then amazed at their size, I gently squeezed his enormous testicles. They nestled in his wrinkled sack like two small oranges. I knew he must have filled Candy's cunt to the brim with his cum.
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"Take it in your mouth, Steve. Suck it," Candy whispered as she nibbled and teased my ear lobe. Boldly she took hold of Tony's dangling organ and placed its still damp head against my lips.
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Opening my mouth, I obediently accepted what was offered to me. Tony's cock still slick with his own and Candy's cum slid right in. as their juices moistened my tongue, I found myself salivating. I sucked lightly on his soft flesh, enjoying the taste of his musky manhood and their combined juices. I took in as much of his flaccid member as I could, but my mouth was soon crammed full with just the first few fat inches.
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Making loud slurping sounds, I enthusiastically sucked and licked Tony's flaccid cock in an effort to revive it. After a few minutes, I could feel my work paying off. Tony's cock began to inflate in my warm mouth, growing harder and longer with each suck. My jaws were forced wider and wider and my head pushed upwards as his organ gradually swelled to immense proportions. By the time he reached full erection, it felt like I had a fence post stuffed in my mouth.
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Pulling my mouth off of Tony's now towering and gigantic pole, I gazed at it with awe and wonder. I then looked over and saw Candy smiling devilishly at me. With a laugh, she leaned forward and swirled her tongue around his engorged head, then directed his hard pillar back to me.
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I traced my tongue up and down Tony's thick shaft, amazed at how turned on I was blowing another guy. Taking him back in my mouth, I sucked my friend's cock like a boy with a Popsicle on a hot summer day.
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"Oh, you dirty boy. That's it; suck that big cock, Steve, my handsome, cock-sucking boyfriend. You like Tony's cock, don't you? Of course you do. Such a big, thick cock, so much bigger than yours," Candy breathed as she held onto my head, guiding it up and down Tony's massive pole.
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"Mmmm," I moaned as I continued to suck on the throbbing mass in my mouth. I moaned again when Candy moved behind me, spread my ass cheeks, and said hotly, "Steve, I think Tony's hard enough. Now I want to see him fuck you up the ass."
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I stared at my friend's huge cock and whispered, 'There's no way this will fit inside me."
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Candy replied, "It fit inside me, and I'm much smaller than you are. Come on, Steve, for me? Please? It would make me so happy, and I think you'll like it."
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Tony and I were both completely under Candy's seductive control. As if in a trance, I turned around and submissively offered my naked ass to my friend. I rested my head on my hands and waited with apprehension and curiosity for the pain that I expected to feel.
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Candy spread my cheeks, exposing my dainty little hole, as she guided Tony's swollen staff toward my vulnerable rear opening. I felt the spongy head of his cock prodding my winking asshole, but it just wasn't possible for something so thick to enter a hole so small.
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"I can't get it in; he's too tight," Tony said after a few moments of insistent pushing.
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Candy kept Tony's massive member pressed to my unyielding sphincter and commanded, "Steve, relax your muscles. Tony, keep trying. You sure are big, but I bet my lover can take it."
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I tried to relax, but that's no easy task when someone's about to stuff a baseball bat up your ass. I bit my lip in pain as my anal ring slowly stretched and the fat tip of Tony's cock finally slipped painfully into my tight rear. The muscles of my anus clamped down around his engorged crown. It felt like my tender asshole was being ripped apart, but I knew Candy wouldn't be happy until I was fully impaled by my Tony's enormous spike. I crouched obediently on all fours as Tony slowly stuffed a few more thick inches of his manhood up my clasping rectum.
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Her hands still gripping my ass cheeks and her face pressed close to the painful coupling, Candy murmured, "That looks so hot. Steve, do you like it?"
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I looked over my shoulder and panted, "It hurts so much, but I'll take it if you want me to. Keep going, but go slow, Tony."
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Candy giggled, "You heard him, Tony. Give your friend every inch of that great big cock of yours."
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My anal walls expanded around Tony's searching pole as his enormous shaft burrowed deeper and deeper toward my bowels. The pain was still overwhelming, but an odd pleasure began to spread from my over-stretched ass. After what seemed an eternity, Tony's hairy balls rested against my upturned ass. The blunt head of his cock nudged my guts and his monstrously thick cock filled my ravaged ass to the brim. I moaned softly from the obscene pleasure of being utterly stuffed with such a huge cock.
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Tony kept his immense tool buried to the hilt up my churning ass, then slowly pulled out, leaving a vacuum deep inside me. It felt like my intestines would be sucked out from my splayed asshole as a sense of emptiness took the place of where his giant cock had been. But when he still had only the head of his mighty penis wedged between my tautly stretched butt cheeks, he thrust forward again. I moaned as I relished in the feeling of being filled again with Tony's immense manhood.
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The longer Tony fucked me, the easier the painful pounding became. His cock, slick with his pre-cum and my saliva, slid smoothly in and out of my ass, and my opening was still expanding almost to the point of breaking. But I was so turned on from the kinky situation that I looked forward to the next delicious cock-lunge. I was soon bucking back at Tony as he thrust into me, skewering my tight asshole on his massive pole.
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"That's how it feels to have a real man inside you," Candy cooed as she intently watched me getting fucked.
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"Unnnnh, fuck ... fuck me Tony," I squealed mindlessly as I humped backwards toward my friend. His balls slapped against mine as he ploughed into me.
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Through my lust-crazed fog I could hear Candy giggle. I knew she was getting off seeing me humiliated. But I was getting off too. By accepting Candy's sordid commands, I was able to let myself go and enjoy something new. My entire asshole was tingling and spasming around Tony’s horse cock as I writhed in pleasure from my first ass fucking.
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Encouraged by Candy's cheers and my wild gyrations, Tony began to increase the tempo of his thrusts. He rammed his steely pipe up my stretched asshole, causing me to squirm and moan in tormented delight. I wasn't sure how much longer I could withstand the brutal pounding, the pleasure and pain making my head spin.
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"Fuck him, Tony. Fuck my Steve like the cock-crazed slut he is. Ream out that tight little asshole of his," snarled Candy huskily. I looked at her through half-closed eyes and saw her fingering her wet pussy while her face remained close to my abused ass. I then lowered my head back to my arms and eagerly accepted my friend's constant assault on my throbbing asshole.
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I moaned with unexpected pleasure when I felt Candy wrap her delicate fingers around my throbbing erection. She pumped my raging member once, and I shot off immediately. She laughed with glee and continued to jerk on my spurting cock. Laughingly, she captured my stream of cum with her other hand as she milked me like a cow.
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While my cock flexed and spewed load after load of cum into Candy's hand, my asshole contracted around Tony's plunging member. My ass clamped down on his thick shaft, an electric current radiating from my over-stuffed ass and out through my erupting dick. I then felt Tony's cock swell even larger and I knew he was about to cum.
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"Oh God, Steve. I'm going to cum," Tony panted as he thrust his engorged organ balls-deep up my convulsing ass.
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"Ewwww, how exciting!" Candy chirped. "Shoot your load inside him. Fill his ass with your cum!"
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I moaned as torrents of Tony's hot jism splattered against my intestines. My insides spasmed uncontrollably as my friend's splitting-splitting cock reared again and again deep inside my burning confines and pumped me full with his hot, creamy sperm. My churning ass squeezed every drop of Tony's thick cum from his massive balls until finally his magnificent cock was silent.
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I groaned as Tony's softening cock sloshed out of my ravaged asshole. No longer plugged with Tony's huge column, I could feel my insides try to resume their normal shape. Rivulets of hot jism oozed from my ruptured asshole as I gingerly sat down on the floor. Though my ass hurt and throbbed, my body tingled with rapture.
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"My dear, sweet boyfriend," Candy said soothingly as she licked the pool of my cum from her hand. "Taking it up the ass for me. That's why I love you so much; you'll do anything for me."
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I smiled at her and grinned sheepishly at Tony. Then I then took Candy's cum-dripping fingers in my mouth and lapped up my own creamy, white sperm.
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Not only did my best friend fuck me up the ass, but also I loved it. Going out with Candy opens up whole new experiences. And that's why I love her.

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And my friendship with Tony had certainly taken a strange and interesting turn.

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The End…

Sunday, April 20, 2008

proof----part-1-of-1

Proof

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This time I know for sure, and the best part is that you don’t know that I know. Not this time. I’ve been especially careful not to let it show. I have you dead to rights, and I’m not going to tip my hand until I’m damn good and ready.

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You think you are so smart. You think you have it all covered. You should, you slut. You’ve had enough fucking practice. Where did it all start, huh? Was it really the guy you used to work with? Was he the first? I was so close that time. All I needed was one more meeting to finally get some proof on you. That’s always been the problem, hasn’t it? I could never prove my suspicions to you. That’s why I never brought them up, but I have you this time, bitch.

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I’ve had you within my fingertips a few times, but always screwed it up somehow. I just missed you at that hotel downtown. Where the hell did you find him? Did you like being the bad girl the cop arrested? Did he take you into custody? Did he strip-search you? Did he make you submit to a humiliating body cavity search? I bet you loved it, you friging slut. Did he find anything on you? I wouldn’t put it past you to plant something for him to find. You always were a sick, kinky little trollop.

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And that summer at the lake. That one was really smooth. You had me so buffaloed, right up until the end. How could I have guessed that you two did it in the public shower house? And you tried to get me to believe that that scent was just the ocean. How stupid do you think I am? But it still wasn’t enough proof, I have to catch you in the act, so there is no way you can deny it.

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But it’s not like you aren’t going to give me another opportunity. You just can’t help it, can you? You have this inborn need to be a trashy slut, don't you? How many guys are you up to now? More than I know, I’m sure. Did you throw me a curveball somewhere to keep me guessing? I wouldn’t put it past you, you’re a devious one, but I’m going to get you this time.

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Was the last one your first woman? No, there was that one you met at the gym. Now that was a piece of art. I had no clue for the longest time. It took me forever to figure out that you changed direction on me. Was she the first woman you ever fucked, dyke? Did you tear her panties off with your teeth and eat her rough and raw? Were you ‘the boy’ or was she? I bet you were. You always did fuck like an animal, savage, mean, hungry. But you would have had to use toys on her, wouldn’t you? I could see you with a plastic cock, making her pussy stretch for you, relishing her moans and cries of passion. Oh yeah, I’m sure you were ‘the boy’ in that one.

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I got you this time. I got you right here and right now. I even remembered my camcorder this time. I’m going to have more than enough evidence to shut your freshly fucked ass up once and for all. I’m just going to settle in and watch this show for a while, vile as it may be. The more explicit that shots I can get, the more I can make you crumble under the weight of the evidence. Just for the record, I told the night clerk, at the motel where I found you, what I was up to. I sang him my sad tale of woe and tipped him $20 not to call the cops on me, unless I decide to kill you and this greasy fuck you have with you.

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My God, did you really go out of the house wearing that? What the hell is wrong with you? That red tube mini dress just screams ‘I’m charging this poor fool for this fuck’. He loves the whore look, doesn’t he? I can see nothing but lustful glee on his ugly mug. Jesus, sweetheart, are you really that desperate for cock? This guy is short, bald, ugly and definitely not your best work. But who cares? This is the one I’m going to catch you with, and this is the one I’m going to hang over your head like the Sword of Damocles. All the better that he is repulsive. The more humiliating I can make this, the better I’m going to feel about it. Ah, but I need to fetch my popcorn. I see the show’s about to start.

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Wow. I’m amazed that you two didn’t get arrested. I can smell the alcohol coming from you two drunks through the window. Wouldn’t that be a hoot? How would you explain getting arrested with your latest fuck? Huh, cunt? I think that would serve as sufficient proof, don’t you? However, I see that you didn’t. So I guess I’ll have to endure your little ‘Passion Play’, so to speak, if I want the kind of proof I’m looking for.

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Ho hum. This is getting tedious. I did get a very nice shot of him lifting your dress over your head. Didn’t I buy you those panties on Valentine’s Day a few years ago? I see that you had to give up on wearing a bra. Not your worst thought. You always did have very nice breasts, even though they’re baby chewed. Your little bald man seems to be having fun with them. Are you playing ‘Momma’? He seems the Oedipal type. Oh tell me you aren’t going to suck his dick, that flaccid piece of meat byproduct? Oh honey, you’ve just lost all sorts of perspective, haven’t you? How does it feel to have your nose on his hairy balls? It can’t be too enjoyable, he doesn’t strike me as the type to bathe much. But what does it matter? It all makes for lovely film, and damaging evidence.

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You are a very beautiful woman in the nude. I know you don't think so; hell your self-esteem is probably why you are such a wanton harlot. But I do so love the shape of your body. Not thin, but not out of proportion anywhere, just plenty of room on the playground to stretch out and have fun with. You carry yourself very well too. I must give you that. Watching your plump ass sway as you walk is a treat in itself. The slight bounce to your breasts is very exciting too. I’ve seen how the men, and not just the men, look at you in public places. I’d look at you that way too, if I weren’t so busy trying to catch you.

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Ah, doggie-style, your favorite position. Appropriate for a bitch, I think. Does he feel longer than he looks? He doesn’t seem like he could reach very deep inside you. I know how deep you like it. We’ll have to discuss the basketball player a bit, after I let you have it right between the eyes. I know for a fact that I never made you make the face I saw that night. It would be moderately interesting to get your take on that one. It would be good for a sick laugh, at your expense, anyway.

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I can see that you are now fully wet and stretched, and therefore enjoying your little fuck. I see you rubbing your nipples against the bed sheet. That’s a neat trick. I wonder were you picked it up. Maybe I’ll make you tell me, when I lower the boom. I’ll let you get a bit closer, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to let you get off. I believe the moment has come for me to nail your freshly fucked ass to the floor. An extra $30 to the clerk got me the spare key. Surprise!

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You should see your face. You are so, how you American’s say, ‘BUSTED!’ I caught you bent over and spread like peanut butter. Your wet pussy was so open and exposed; the doctor who delivered you couldn’t know you that well. But I was a second too late, I see. I can see you griping the side of the bed, trying not to scream into that pillow. You’re cumming, you filthy slut. I guess I should get some money shots to go along with the action ones I shot earlier.

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But your Don Juan is suddenly as limp as a board. I guess you were too busy to catch his face when I answered his ‘Who the fuck are you?’ with ‘Her husband.’ I honestly didn’t think he could run that fast. You know what? I’m going to call the cops and have him arrested on indecent exposure charges. I just hope he doesn’t stop and get dressed before the officers find him.

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As for you, why let conquered and very ready, pussy go to waste? I might as well slam you one last time while I can. And I don’t mind if I do slam you a good one. God knows, in five minutes, there will be a much different atmosphere in here.

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I see no need to be gentle and considerate about this one. After all, you’re in no position to argue the point. I’m going to use your breasts like handles and slam my cock so deep into your body you’ll go crazy and cum all over me. How’s that for deep, bitch? Do you feel filthy enough? Do you even have the common decency to be embarrassed? Probably not, so lets turn up the volume a notch. My cock is plenty wet now, so I think I’m going to fuck your asshole. Why not? I’ve got free reign here. What are you going to do, object? Excuse me a second while I splash a load of hot cum up your ass. There, that’s nice. I’m feeling much better about this whole thing now. I’m the master of all I survey, and what I survey is your face buried in the blankets on the bed. I lean over and slap down the Polaroid’s I took of you and your lover. Leaning a bit further, I whisper in your ear, “Better luck next time.”

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You laugh out loud and then sigh. Then, for no apparent reason you shout, “God, I love this game.”

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The End...

Saturday, April 19, 2008

funny dog----part-1-of-1

Funny Dog story

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We have a fox terrier by the name of Jasper. He came to us in the summer of 2001 from the fox terrier rescue program. For those of you, who are unfamiliar with this type of adoption, imagine taking in a 10 year old child about whom you know nothing and committing to doing your best to be a good parent.
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Like a child, the dog came with his own idiosyncrasies. He will only sleep on the bed, on top of the covers, nuzzled as close to my face as he can get without actually performing a French kiss on me.
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Lest you think this is a bad case of 'no discipline,' I should tell you that Perry and I tried every means to break him of this habit including locking him in a separate bedroom for several nights. The new door cost over $200. But I digress.
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Five weeks ago we began remodeling our house. Although the cost of the project is downright obnoxious, it was 20 years overdue AND it got me out of cooking Thanksgiving for family, extended family, and a lot of friends that I like more than family most of the time.
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I was assigned the task of preparing 124 of my famous yeast dinner rolls for the two Thanksgiving feasts we did attend.
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I am still cursing the electrician for getting the new oven hooked up so quickly. It was the only appliance in the whole darn house that worked, thus the assignment.
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I made the decision to cook the rolls on Wed evening to reheat Thurs am. Since the kitchen was freshly painted, you can imagine the odor. Not wanting the rolls to smell like Sherwin Williams #586, I put the rolls on baking sheets and set them in the living room to rise for 5 hours. After 3 hours, Perry and I decided to go out to eat, returning in about an hour. An hour later the rolls were ready to go in the oven.
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It was 8:30 PM. When I went to the living room to retrieve the pans, much to my shock one whole pan of 12 rolls was empty. I called out to Jasper and my worst nightmare became a reality. He literally wobbled over to me. He looked like a combination of the Pillsbury doughboy and the Michelin Tire man wrapped up in fur. He groaned when he walked. I swear even his cheeks were bloated.
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I ran to the phone and called our vet. After a few seconds of uproarious laughter, he told me the dog would probably be OK, however, I needed to give him Pepto Bismol every 2 hours for the rest of the night.
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God only knows why I thought a dog would like Pepto Bismol any more than my kids did when they were sick. Suffice it to say that by the time we went to bed the dog was black, white and pink. He was so bloated we had to lift him onto the bed for the night.
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We arose at 7:30 and as we always do first thing; put the dog out to relieve himself. Well, the dog was as drunk as a sailor on his first leave. He was running into walls, falling flat on his butt and most of the time when he was walking his front half was going one direction and the other half was either dragging the grass or headed 90 degrees in another direction.
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He couldn't lift his leg to pee, so he would just walk and pee at the same time. When he ran down the small incline in our back yard he couldn't stop himself and nearly ended up running into the fence.
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His pupils were dilated and he was as dizzy as a loon. I endured another few seconds of laughter from the vet (second call within 12 hours) before he explained that the yeast had fermented in his belly and that he was indeed drunk.
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He assured me that, not unlike most binges we humans go through, it would wear off after about 4 or 5 hours and to keep giving him Pepto Bismol.
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Afraid to leave him by himself in the house, Perry and I loaded him up and took him with us to my sister's house for the first Thanksgiving meal of the day.
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My sister lives outside of Muskogeeon a ranch, (10 to 15 minute drive). Rolls firmly secured in the trunk (124 less 12) and drunk dog leaning from the back seat onto the console of the car between Perry and I, we took off.
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Now I know you probably don't believe that dogs burp, but believe me when I say that after eating a tray of risen unbaked yeast rolls, DOGS WILL BURP. These burps were pure Old Charter. They would have matched or beat any smell in a drunk tank at the police station. But that's not the worst of it.
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Now he was beginning to fart and they smelled like baked rolls. God strike me dead if I am not telling the truth! We endured this for the entire trip to Karen's, thankful she didn't live any further away than she did.
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Once Jasper was firmly placed in my sister's garage with the door locked, we finally sat down to enjoy our first Thanksgiving meal of the day. The dog was the topic of conversation all morning long and everyone made trips to the garage to witness my drunken dog, each returning with a tale of Jasper's latest endeavor to walk without running into something. Of course, as the old adage goes, 'what goes in must come out' and Jasper was no exception.
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Granted if it had been me that had eaten 12 risen, unbaked yeast rolls, you might as well have put a concrete block up my behind, but alas a dog's digestive system is quite different from yours or mine. I discovered this was a mixed blessing when we prepared to leave Karen's house.
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Having discovered his 'packages' on the garage floor, we loaded him up in the car so we could hose down the floor.
This was another naive decision on our part. The blast of water from the hose hit the poop on the floor and the poop on the floor with stood the blast from the hose. It was like Portland cement beginning to set up and cure.
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We finally tried to remove it with a shovel. I (obviously no one else was going to offer their services) had to get on my hands and knees with a coarse brush to get the remnants off of the floor. And as if this wasn't degrading enough, the darn dog in his drunken state had walked through the poop and left paw prints all over the garage floor that had to be brushed too.
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Well, by this time the dog was sobering up nicely so we took him home and dropped him off before we left for our second Thanksgiving dinner at Perry's sister's house.
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I am happy to report that as of today (Monday) the dog is back to normal both in size and temperament. He has had a bath and is no longer tricolor. None the worse for wear I presume. I am also happy to report that just this evening I found 2 risen unbaked yeast rolls hidden inside my closet door.
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It appears he must have come to his senses after eating 10 of them but decided hiding 2 of them for later would not be a bad idea. Now, I'm doing research on the computer as to: 'How to clean unbaked dough from the carpet.'
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And how was your day?

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The End…

Friday, April 18, 2008

virginity----part-1-of-1

To Marie the girl I lost my virginity to in 65

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It was a nice day out, in the mid 60's and sunny. It was such a nice day that my buddy Wesley and I decided to ditch school and head over to six Flags Mall. So there I was at Taco Bell at the food court inside the mall and I turn around and I see you talking to my buddy Wesley. As I was walking back you went back to your table where you and your friend were. Wesley told me that you thought I was cute and that you wanted to know my name. So I waved you to come sit next to me. When you came over I noticed a gang sign tattoo on the inside of your middle finger, and another one on your ankle. I asked what it was and you gigglingly told me it was nothing. I asked you how old you were since I was 17 going on 18 and you said you were 17 as well. Before I left we exchanged beeper numbers.
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Our first date we went to see a stupid movie at the Tinseltown Movie theater at Six Flags Mall, where we snuck in because neither one of us had any money. After that we went to your place where you were staying there with your friend that you were with at the mall. Her mom I think owned that apartment complex right off of 54th and Cicero. We had sex. It was the first time for me but I don't think first for you. I was so inexperienced that I couldn't get the condom on, so we did it without it. It was probably better that you had experience, because you helped me through one of the most awkward situations in my life. I was so inept that you had to guide my cock in for me, and I cummed in about two minutes. You were so patient that you taught me how to slow down and enjoy myself, and how to please the lady. Besides giving me my first blowjob, you taught me the joy of going down on woman, and that each woman has her own unique subtle taste. That the general overall taste of a clean woman was wonderful, it’s the subtle flavors that are unique. I even noticed that your taste changed as you became more excited and neared your orgasm. It may have been my imagination due to my excitement but your taste seemed to get even better as you got excited.
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As the weeks went on, both of us kept ditching school. As we held hands while we walked around the 303 Mall, and Six Flags Mall you stole all my worries away from me. The problems I was having with my family seemed to vanish when I was with you. When I asked why you don't live with your dad, you said he was abusive. I asked where your mother was and you said she was murdered in Puerto Rico. When I told you I didn't want to go to college you said, "Then don’t babe." When I told you I hate my life at home you said, "Then leave babe.” When I told you I had no money to take you out you, you were so understood that all you said was, "It's ok babe".
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I’d wait until around 10pm when my family was sleep and then I’d coast my ‘clunker’ out of the driveway and drive to the south side and hangout with you until 4am. I’d get back home before they were awake. You use to page me 143-143-143 on my pager about 10-times a day. A few months into our ‘relationship’ you got into a big fight with your friend and had to move back home with your dad. Your father hated me. When I call your house he would threaten me to shoot me with his shotgun. But I still came over. You lived off of 46th and Pulaski.
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One day while I was there, you got into a fight with your sister. For revenge, she told me that you had lied about your age. You just turned 16. I was upset because you lied. I got up to storm out of your house and you stood in front of the door and begged me not to go. I managed to get past you and out on to the porch I went. When I turned around you were just standing there crying and I said the words no girl every wants to hear. I said, “You know, I’ve been thinking.” You quickly put your hands over my mouth and sobbed, “Please just go. Don't say it just go,” as you stood with your back towards your graffiti covered neighborhood and your hands covering my mouth. That was the end of it.
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I just want you Marie to know that your carefree lifestyle, your do what you want and don't care what’s going to happen attitude in someway made me the guy that I am today. I miss those carefree days with you and if there was anyway on God’s green earth for me to trade everything I have, my house, cars, and business for a chance to go back to 1965 I would. Thank you Marie wherever you are for teaching me how to enjoy that time of my life. And I am very sorry to have added more misery to your life. We were young but we were in love. We both came from troubled backgrounds but yet when we were together it went away.

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The End...

Thursday, April 17, 2008

college fun----part-1-of-1

Just visiting a friend (college fun)

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I was a sophomore at UTA, Austin and I was back in Arlington visiting a female friend who went UTA, Arlington. I met my female friend, Josie and a few of her friends at one of the party houses around the campus. My attention was immediately caught by one of her friends, a blonde with a nice body with a more then a handful for breasts. She had on tight jeans that showed off her ass and a low cut shirt that showed more then enough cleavage.

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When Josie introduced me to all her friends, I knew exactly whom I wanted to talk to, and her name was Kim. She was about 22-years-old, 121 lbs, blonde hair, cute, 34 D, and have a flat stomach and looked in pretty good shape, with a great personality. And, lets not forget her hazel eyes. They say that people with hazel eyes are very lovable and that they are really hot and are awesome to be around. They don't enjoy 'pet names' and they don't care what other people say or think. People with hazel eyes are lovers and love to party. Being around hazel-eyed people is very satisfying because they love to please. Kim was friendly and asked me all the routine questions about where I went to school, what’s my major and such. After talking with her for a little while, I excused myself to go to the bathroom. The party was so crowded that when I came back I couldn't find anyone I knew, so I got myself a beer and found a chair to sit in. I sat there for about 5-minutes until my friend Josie and her friend Kim found me. When they found me, Kim immediately hopped on my lap. As she sat there, Kim asked, “Do you mind if I sit here?”

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Naturally I said, “No.”

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I was in a daze. Music was playing and Kim was grinding her ass against me. She asked if I like it, and I responded with a simple, "Eh, it’s not bad," even though I loved it. She started to grind harder and faster and before I knew it I was sporting a nice hard cock and Kim got the pleasure of feeling it as it grew.
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She asked, "Oh what’s that."
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"Maybe,” I answered, “You’ll find out later."

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With a giggle and smile, she said, "Hopefully I will." Then she continued to playfully grind on me for about another 15-minutes. Then Josie said that she was getting tired and bored and wanted to leave. I was only at this party for an hour before Josie and I were leaving.
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When Kim joined us we left and walked back to their dorm, I couldn't help but stare at her shapely ass, and admire the way it swayed gracefully from side to side as she walked. When we got back to the dorm Josie said that I would sleep on her floor, but before I could even say that’s fine Kim said, "Oh, he can just sleep on my futon." I was somewhat surprised that she would say that since I had only known her not even an hour. Leaving Josie to sleep in her room, Kim took me by the hand and led me to her room.
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She said that her futon would be a lot more comfortable than Josie’s floor and I agreed. Once in her room, she changed into her pajamas right in front of me. As I watched, she started by taking off her blouse and then her bra. I couldn't help myself, as soon as they were exposed, I told her how nice her breasts were. I had a hard on, as she continued to put on her little show. As she lowered her pants, I saw that she was only wearing thong panties. It made my cock even harder when she bent over right in front of me to pick up her pajama bottoms. Before she could put them on I told her that I doubted she would need those tonight. She turned around and with a wicked little smile, said, "Oh really?” Then she laughed as she walked over to where I was sitting on the futon and straddled me.
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We started to make out and when I ran my hands up her body and squeezed her breasts she started to moan. Sensuously I then ran my hands down her body to her ass and cupped her firm cheeks. When I moved my hands down to her thighs, it made me even harder. My breath caught in my throat as I pulled off her thong and she was standing in front of me totally naked. Dropping to her knees, she unbuckled my pants and slid them off. It felt so good when she did that because my erect cock felt so constricted inside my pants. As soon as my cock was free she started to suck me off. but that didn't last too long because she was so horny that she wanted it in her pussy instead of her mouth. I was still sitting on the futon, so she jumped onto my cock and started to ride me cowgirl style.
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She said, "I don't even care that you don't even have a condom on because it felt so good."
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After I started to move my hips and fuck her, Kim’s breasts were bouncing up and down and hitting me in the face. As I was fucking her harder and faster, her moans got louder and louder. It felt so good to fuck her raw that I cummed after only about 5-minutes. When I told her that I was about to cum, she jumped off and put my cock into her mouth just in time for me to fill her mouth with my hot load. She swallowed it all. Then she lifted up her head and leaned forward to give me a kiss. She said it felt so good but was disappointed that she didn't cum. I told her to suck my cock a little until it got hard again and then she could jump back on it. She did and in less then a minute my cock was hard again and we were fucking even harder and faster; her moans turned to yells and her tits were bouncing up and down and slapping me in the face. It was hard for me to grasp on to a nipple with my mouth and suck on them. We ended up fucking like that for 40-minutes or so non-stop and she came 3-time times and on the third time we came at the same time and I finished inside of her. Her pussy was dripping of a mixture of my cum and hers.
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We slept in her bed naked, and about 4-o’clock, I wake her up by jabbing my cock deep into her cunt. By the time she realized what was going on I was about to blow my load. Afterwards we almost passed out from exhaustion. The next morning we had a quickie before I drove home.
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Every since that day whenever I visit my female friend, Kim and I would fuck at least once. And sometimes I would go to that college just to fuck Kim and I wouldn't even see my female friend from high school.

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The end…