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Early Easter Sunday morning, my door bell woke me up. I sat up in bed, naked as always, hair a mess, and grabbed my robe and ran down stairs yelling “I’m coming! Just a second already.” When I opened the door, the sun nearly blinded be. I couldn’t believe my eyes. But there he was, in a bunny costume, hood with floppy ears and all. And he had a big basket of goodies for me. “I am delivering this goody basket personally. You’ve been a very good girl,” he said.

I grabbed his arm and pulled him into the house before any of my neighbors saw my 6′ tall b/f in a bunny costume. “What did you bring me?” I asked, grabbing the big basket of treats. “MMMM… All my favorites,” I purred. “But if I was really good, don’t I deserve something REALLY special?” I asked slyly. I grabbed him by his floppy gray ears and kissed his mouth. He wrapped his fluffy costumed arms around me and picked me up. We nibbled on each others lips as he carried me to the couch.
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*****This story will make more sense if you read “Her plans fall together” first.

Back at work after a red-eye night of driving home, she kept quiet and feigned illness. She felt as if everyone she spoke to knew about what she’d done.

How do they know? Could they see it? Had Curtis recognized her? No…no! of course not. He doesn’t even know my name.

She poured herself a cup of tasteless hospital coffee and headed up to the top floor (the second floor) to begin her rounds.
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I am a 36yr old housewife married for ten years and live in a quiet suburban area. This letter is about what happened just after I wed. I was very naïve about sex and had never done anything exciting although I seem to attract the attention of many men. I had then shoulder length blonde hair and a good figure with 36c bust which looked bigger because of my slim waist.

Anyway after six months of marriage I lost my job and my husband suggested I stay home awhile before looking for another. I tended to get a bit bored and one of the things I looked forward to was the company of two men, one almost 60, the other 55. They were retired and did peoples gardens for a bit of extra cash and to keep busy.
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The midday sun was high and relentless in the still blue Mediterranean sky when I woke sometime around noon. From the vantage point of my bed I could see snatches of the day through the light billowing curtains that danced with the breeze through the ever open blinds. The air was heavy and though I slept without clothes on white linen sheets I felt incredibly warm and stifled. There was little the cool notes of sea breeze that sometimes pricked the stifling air could do to abate me. For a moment it would relive me, it’s invisible chill cooling my young naked body, but the choking heat remained. I sat up crossed legged on the bed and swept my damp blond fringe from my anxious face. It was going to be another frustrating day.
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Author’s Note: This was inspired by an actual author on this site that I can’t get enough of. I wish he would write more so that I could get my fix.

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Oh, God…what are you going to do to me next?

Last time you came to me, I was delirious with want for you. I couldn’t concentrate for days wondering how long I would have to wait for you again. I feel myself getting wet already before you’ve even gotten started. My fingers drift toward my pussy just thinking about it. What will we do this time?
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Maria wore a skirt to work today just for him. All night she had thought about him and what he had asked her to do. The thought of bring herself off for him in her office was enough to make her sopping wet.

It was a busy day at the office, with tons of things to be done, but always in the back of her mind was him and what she was going to do. That thought alone had her aroused and wet all day. She found herself squirming in her chair anytime she sat down and the urge to slid fingers under her skirt was torturing her. More than once during the morning, she caught her hand straying to her crotch and her employees looking at her curiously. With heat rising in her face, she barked out orders a bit rougher than she intended.
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She parked her car, legs weak again. ‘ Can I do this?’ she thought yet again. ‘Is this real?. At least it’s daytime, day, I could not do it if it was dark’. These thoughts tumbled in and out, crowded with the desire that welled in her. She had wanted to know what HE had felt, the places that he had described in her ear as he pushed in and out, the sounds he placed in her head with each line that he had typed across the screen when they had teased each other for hours, hands fumbling to get themselves off sitting and watching the furtive taboo’s spill out.
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Arabelle was an exchange student from France. When she first heard about the study program, she seized the opportunity to come to America. Here at Chesterton College, she experienced many new things. Although at first, Arabelle was a little shy and a little homesick, she spent lots of time in the school’s library to forget about it. She loved the library. She found it exciting reading upon the hundreds of thousands of books. During the Christmas break, Arabelle didn’t go home for the holidays, she stayed on campus. She figured she would do lots more reading in her most comforting place. One day while she was walking amidst the shelves, she came to a section of the library in the far right hand corner. There was no category placard or anything. She picked up the first book she saw and the title was “Hidden Desires.” As she opened the book, the first page ensnared her.
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Chapter 1: The Fair

Each year the county fair drew thousands of all ages- not that it was all that different, or exciting, but it had become a tradition for the older generation and an annual adventure for the young. There were the exhibits, the farm animals and produce, the carnival rides, and food for any taste but gourmet. Most of all, there were the people, diverse, sometimes a bit uninhibited, sometimes a bit strange, but always amused and amusing others.

Jack Donnelson wasn’t sure why he came to the fair. He was thirty, now, and had been an annual visitor since he was a schoolboy. Jack had become a bit of a businessman, actually an insurance adjustor, and now it was just a bit of a diversion. He was to have come with Debbie, a former business associate, but she had declined at a late moment, and so, being unattached, he wandered in by himself, probably mostly out of habit.
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My name is Collette. I am a 28 year old house wife who is eight months pregnant with her first child. I am 5′-4″ with straight mousy brown that reaches just below my shoulders. I have hazel eyes and a milky complexion. I am married to Bob, who is an executive with a large accounting firm in Nevada. Bob is rugged, athletic and handsome. He has short, well kept, blond hair and is clean shaven. He is 6′-1″ and 200 pounds of sinewy muscle. He has deep blue eyes and a rich tan complexion. He’s a hunk to say the least and we’ve been married for six happy and fulfilling years. He is a good husband and takes great of me. In fact, he loves to spoil me. I just lap it up and let him. He has a very healthy sexual appetite. He loved to fuck me at least once or twice a day. He is in incredible shape and has tremendous endurance. I used to keep up with him like a champ, but it has been getting harder to do so now that I am pregnant and always seem so tired.
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