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This is a fictitious story- well, partly anyway. Needless to say, any resemblance to any location or people is purely coincidental…

Extracts from a Pee- Watcher’s Diary

1. WATCHING ANNIE PEE

I first met Annie years ago when I was 18, and working on a local farm. She owned a riding school next to the farm, and was always popping in for something or another.

She was older than me-twice my age in fact-at 36. Married with children, she was a buxom lady with long straight blonde hair, and a refined upper-class accent. As the shy youth I was at the time, I rarely got into conversation with her but spent most of my time ogling her curves and trying to peek down her top. What happened on that fateful day though, started me off on quite a different form of voyeurism.
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We met for dinner at our favorite Italian restaurant, Giovanni’s, a quiet, out of the way little place with semi-private booths in the back. I settled into my seat and began sipping on the wine my companion had ordered while waiting on me to finish at work. I was late again, and his frown informed me that he was loosing his patience with me.

“I’m sorry,” I muttered, an array of excuses on the tip of my tongue, ready to spill at the slightest opening. “Don’t,” he interrupted lifting his hand to cut off my words, “Let’s just enjoy the evening, shall we?” I nodded in agreement.
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When Jerry calls me on Tuesday, I refuse his invitation. After two days of internal struggled, I call him back and agree. The temptation is just too much for me. I think to myself, “Fuck therapy; I can’t take it; I’m a junkie.”

Although Jerry isn’t specific, I know that it will be one of those sexual experiments like those that I deviate into at least once a month. It’s the dark, sick, and contradictory side of me.

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I don’t consider myself gay but maybe bi. I prefer sexy, dominate women but have recently become a slut for cum, I love to taste the sweet nectar of a hard cock that has been fucking my wife. I have turned into a cum slut craving cum on me or in me.

I had been emailing with a trio who was going to be traveling to the city I live in. Both of the men were bi and she was dominant. It was exactly what I was looking for. We all met at a local titty bar. My wife was out of town so I arrived by myself.
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I thought stuff like this didn’t really happen. But I guess it does. I had been married for 7 years, and our sex life sucked. I guess it might have just been the seven year bitch, but we didn’t seem to agree on anything anymore. We only had sex on nights when she was horny, which actually was more often than one might expect. If I would go down on her that was fine, but otherwise she would just push me onto my back and ride me like a woman on a mission until she came.

I would try to time my orgasm to coincide with hers, because when she was done, she was done, and if I came too early she would just fuck my limp cock until she got off anyway. For more sexual excitement I discovered the local video store. I would sneak out with whatever story I could come up with, and watch pornos while I jacked off and fantasized. That is, until I discovered what the other patrons could do for me. If you play with yourself long enough, some “fag” will come by and suck your dick. Most of the time they’ll even swallow, and they never want anything in return. I’d just close my eyes and imagine whatever I wanted, Claudia Schiffer blowing me was a favorite.
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I am sitting on my hotel bed still holding the telephone receiver in my hand. I do not want to put it down; I do not want to let go of you. I imagine you are doing the same although it has been a few minutes since I heard the click that ended our nightly talk. As you know I love my job, but I wish so there was a way that you could travel with me. Oh the fun we would have! There is something about making love in hotel rooms. I don’t know what it is, it is not quite dirty but close. Fucking in a bed that maybe only the night before another couple used. A bed that has maybe seen young lovers give each other their virginity. A bed that has maybe seen whores ply their wares. A bed that has been host to perhaps countless acts of wild unbridled sex. Or perhaps this bed is virgin and we are the first of a long line of couples who will soil its sheets with our erotic juices. What must maids think as they strip cum stained sheets from beds?
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As she folded the papers & put them back in to the envelope. She felt him enter her mind, feeling an erotic sensation sweep along her soft lips. She lets her eyes close & her mind drift away.

She could feel his warm lips descending upon hers in a passionate kiss. Injecting his hot tongue deep within her mouth. She opened her moth wider, letting him taste & teases her sweet warm tongue.

She placed a thought of them kissing within her mind, & bed. She reached over to retrieve a little gold vibrator & a longer, wider white one. Some how she had rid herself of her night shirt & thong underwear. She had also managed to grab the baby oil.
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Some men are just born dickheads.

Tom was a 32 year old dickhead… or at least his wife certainly thought so. He had just lost his job of ten years and now he was having trouble pleasing his young better half. It wasn’t the sex… they didn’t do that anymore. It was just that Tom had a bad habit of getting into his wife’s things.

Basically timid in nature, he was a devout masturbator who had somehow wound up married to a gorgeous young woman. Stephanie was the typical “Jewish American Princess” you may have heard about. She was a sweet, perky young woman of 21, who was a born pricktease. She never really had to try… it came naturally.
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Part 1

It was a cold and dreary day in south Texas. Well, ok…not cold. But chilly for south Texas. Mid-50’s and overcast skies made it feel pretty cool, at least when you were just sitting around the house playing on the computer.

Too drizzly to go out and do anything. Jannie shivered again and wished that her husband, Bobby didn’t have to work today. It was Saturday and she was bored.

Jannie had thought about going to see a movie, but just hated to pay the exorbitant prices that the regular theatres charged (and the cost of the popcorn and soda! Horrendous!). The theatre on the military base near their home didn’t have a matinee today, so there wouldn’t be a movie to see there until 7:00 tonight. To keep from being stuck with the prices at an off-base theatre, she would just wait until tonight to see a show. Besides, Bobby could go with her then. She chuckled when she thought about how spoiled she had become to the benefits of being a military wife.
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This is Part 2 of the story and should be read in sequence. As with the first part of this story, this is in the most part, a true story, based mostly on real occurrences, with a small amount of poetic licence, and of course, the names have been changed to protect the guilty.

Jack

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