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It happened just a few years ago when I was traveling throughout Eastern Europe on holiday. I’ve always wanted to experience new cultures and far off places and I chose Eastern Europe as being a good place to start. I was an average looking kind of guy, right out of college, and who had finally decided that Romania would be one of the haunts that I wish to see. So, I simply packed my bags, checked my valid passport, and then headed off for SFO to buy a one-month long round trip ticket for the land of vampires and werewolves.

I lay there on the beach soaking up the sun. The day just couldn’t get any better. I was thousands of miles from work, rush hour traffic, anyone I knew and I didn’t have a damned thing planned. As I watched the waves roll in and back out again I began to think about the nightlife here. I can’t very well sit on the beach the entire time. I mean I loved it, but I needed to get my blood pumping. Some excitement! I swung by the front desk of the resort I was staying at and asked what they did to pass their time. I didn’t want to go to a tourist spot, I wanted a real place, where they didn’t jack up the prices and have a bunch of rich “to-dos” rubbing in that they are rolling in money. I hate that. It took me three years to save up for this trip. So I wanted to be around people like me, real people. They told me about a club on the other side of the island, a little hole in the wall. I thanked them and headed up to my room.

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LORI – A NEIGHBOR’S DELIGHT – CHAPTER 15

I write with the agreement of my partner about experiences that I shared with her on her 40th birthday. I have included some ‘before’ and ‘after’ photographs taken at the time so you can perhaps visualise better what happened that night. She is particularly interested to find out, if possible, whether other members have had similar sexual desires and experiences and how they feel about it.

Madge Cargon sat looking down at her dead husband. The grief in her heart barely showed in her bloodshot eyes. As if in a trance she looked up at the black-clad gambler, who thrust the gun back into his holster and turned away with a satisfied smile. Madge had at first thought him handsome and dashing, in his flat black hat with the silver buckle, black coat, black pants and tall black military boots. He made a dashing figure at first glance. But the evil in his face showed when he pulled the trigger and killed her husband. Latent, pleased, evil which was quickly covered up when he observed her watching him. He shrugged and turned away, as if in apology. But Madge knew better.

Chapter 1

“Why are you pouting?” he asked rather confused.

I looked down the side of the dam. The flood gates were closed today. It had not rained in some time. I leaned over the rail, waiting for my contact. The breeze drove dryly from the south as I watched the occasional cloud wander by in the deep mango-colored sunset. The sun itself had slipped behind the western hills of the valley this dam was nestled between. I was told to meet him here at sunset. Was he late, or was I early. Was sunset when there was no light left to him? I took out a sleek metal case, and pushed a little latch on it, which made it pop open with an almost inaudible click. I rather thoughtlessly reached into it and selected one of the cigarettes contained inside, and rolled it between my fingers absentmindedly for a while, looking at the water far below. I looked at the silver metal case again. I could see my reflection in it. My short blonde hair cut to my neck, and my green eyes almost piercing in this light. I smiled, confident in my appearance for this type of meeting, and I put the case away. I brought out my lighter. One of those metal butane lighters with the copper bead in the mouth of it, which makes the flame turn green. I lit the wind-proof flame and watched it shift color, and lit my cigarette with it.

LORI – A NEIGHBOR’S DELIGHT – CHAPTER 2

As the music played in the background, Janaína, the lovely Brazilian babe and her partner slow danced together. Their bodies moved almost as one and from across the room a tall handsome older man looked on. Behind his glass of wine he admired them, the way they moved together, the way his cock tingled…

It’s a warm summer’s day and Poppy is out walking in the park wearing a vest and a short skirt.

college life can be hard for some people especially shy young girls who have to leave home for the very first time and live in dorm like conditions at the college. This was going to be the first time away from home and with me being shy it was going to be tough… Well so I thought…

A fantasy …

Her mother Beth to say the least was a self-righteous religious bitch who was about as mentally abusive to her daughter as the of the fictional character’s mother from Stephen King’s horror story, “Carrie.”

Ok so we’re not the most normal looking couple you see walk down the street. I’ll be the first to admit it and Marcus would be the second. I’m five foot nine and my husband is five foot seven. I’m as white as they come, but he is one of the blackest black men I have ever seen. I am pretty small, despite my height and what he lacks in height he makes up in girth. He works out a lot. I mean every day. He does it religiously. There isn’t a day, since I have known Marcus, which he had not woken up at some ungodly hour to head to the gym for his workout. I don’t know how he does it. I certainly couldn’t.

Furious wind battered the small window of the filthy bathroom.

Part 1

Thunder Rumbled in the distance. It’s echoes seemed to bounce endlessly. Lightning struck once, then flashed three more times in quick succession. Those in the mansion felt it was a portent of things destined to unfold.

Lying on a bench beside the hay she is unable to move. Her Master approaches, she sees that he is unhappy with her. Before he left for work that morning he left a list of duties that she should perform. Unfortunately she had had quite a day and was unable to complete all of her tasks no matter how menial and small they were.

My high school graduation was a time of firsts. For my school, it was the first time every graduating student was over the age of 18. For my best friend, Cyndi, it was the first time she had the courage to prove her stepfather wrong about something and actually graduate. For me, it was the first time I had sex with a boy. And the first time I had sex with a girl. And the first time I had sex with more than one person at once – and…well you get the idea!

I set my keys down on the kitchen counter and made for the fridge. As I reached for a soda I thought I heard giggling. “God what are they up to now?” I thought. I could see the light coming from underneath the door of Missy’s room. “Prolly watching a porn film or something and laughing about it.” I popped open the soda can and headed to the bathroom. I had been at work all day. I wanted nothing more than a nice shower and put on my sweats. I took a quick shower and as I walked past Missy’s door again the giggling had changed to hushed moans. I shook my head and headed for my bedroom. As I toweled off I heard a loud thump then a lot of giggling. Now I just had to see what they were up to.

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