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Like Butter on a Summer Day Pt. 02

Note that the following events took place in the mid to late '90s, while the "Don't ask, don't tell" policy was in place in the military. Even after implementing that policy, being an active lesbian risked your career, especially for an officer. You really should read 'Like Butter on a Summer Day Pt. 01' first. * * * * * June 1995 On the way home, I thought about Megan. I remembered how into each other we had been and the one time we gave into those feelings and kissed. That one kiss was seared into my memory. ... As was our custom, we always met up at my apartment to start and end our bike rides. Then we'd shower and change before heading out for lunch. Today, I decided to go first because I needed a cold shower in the worst way. Despite the cold water, I was still so hot that I had to relieve myself by jilling off twice before I felt safe enough to get out of the shower. When I finished toweling off and pulled on my sweatpants and pullover, I left ...
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The Summer of Francesca Ch. 16

On one occasion when Paul was unable to take Anne to Mme. Byrne's himself (she could guess the reason) he told Anne to have Debbie fill in for him. Anne confessed to her secretary that she spent some of her evenings prostituting herself in a brothel for her master, and asked Debbie to escort her. They did not speak as they rode in the taxi. Debbie was admiring the fine houses they passed and Anne was sunk in thought. Her secretary had not seen her naked since the scourging, much less selling herself. It would change their relationship at the office; she was a little afraid, but a little excited too. The doorman showed them into the office. Morgan ordered her to undress and she handed her clothes to him. Debbie viewed her markings, but said nothing. Mme. Byrne inspected Anne while Debbie bound Anne's hands behind her; she took the leash from Carmen and fastened it to Anne's collar. The madam explained Debbie's responsibilities in a few words: she was in control of her ...
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My Weekend Workout Pt. 01

It's the mid 70's. I'm at the height of my physical wellbeing. I do circuit-weight training and swim laps for an hour every morning during the week. On the weekend I bike 15 miles both days. I'm a slim, trim, well-built healthy and horny young man. I've been told I'm handsome. Oh yes, my cock. It's a nice cock, 7 inched hard. And yes, hard, that is its normal state most of the time. It only takes a passing thought or a look at a woman with a nice ass and shapely legs or a view of a man with sporting a nice bulge for a package. Aside from seeing a hot body, I love and am turned on by all things shiny. There's nothing hotter than an outfit of spandex, lycra, rubber, leather, or silk. They were sexy as hell to look at and even more sexy to wear. I loved seeing the outline of a nice cock inside of these tight shiny fabrics. My mouth would water and my cock would get hard. I loved wearing speedo's to swim and lycra outfits to bike. From my exercise regi...
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