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			<title>Man On The Screen 2</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Each day brought thoughts to my mind when I eagerly went online in hopes of seeing my dream man looking back at me. I usually never spoke to him but sat back and just watched as he watched me and all the other beautiful ladies on the site including another moderator who went by the name of BeWytched. He stood at the screen and sucked a finger knowing full well that every woman watching him was getting a little hot. I looked at the clock and realized it was way past my bedtime. I reluctantly signed off and headed for my cold bed to sleep alone yet again. My eyes closed and I was quickly taken to a new adventure.<br />
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A noisy nightclub was my destination. The sign on the wall said “Vertigo” and it was true. My head was spinning with the lights. I looked through the crowd and there he was. The dream man. A bartender serving friendly and some not so friendly customers. I could see that every lady in the bar noticed this hot guy behind the bar. Was it any wonder that I headed towards the bar to order the first of many drinks of liquid courage. <br />
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Like the previous dream we didn't know each other and everything happened with a hectic pace that dreams can take. I ordered a whiskey on the rocks. When he handed it back to me, my hand touched his and our eyes connected for a second. That was all it took. Again we were back to that naughty situation and after a few drinks he came around from the bar and asked me to dance. By this time the liquid courage had set in and I took his hand and followed him to the dance floor.<br />
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The song “Dangerous” happened to be playing and I smiled thinking this was the best song. My hips began to move slow and rhythmically and I saw that he was noticing my moves too. All at once I turned around and showed him what my ass could do. Before I knew it he had been bumped into me and I could feel just how much he was enjoying the view. The alcohol gave me the courage to continue dancing and pressing my ass against his hard cock.<br />
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The song ended and he pulled me close and whispered in my ear, “I know where we can go.” He took my hand and led me up stairs to a locked room. He took the key out of his pants and opened the door. “We call this the coin room” He said.<br />
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I asked, “Is this because things have a tendancy to get inserted in slots here?” Giggle.<br />
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He led me into the room. When he Flipped the light switch, I could see it was somewhat of an office complete with desk and an old battered couch. He pulled me close and then kissed my lips hard. I could taste him and I wanted more.<br />
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His hands roamed my body freely and I could feel that familiar feeling of wanting to be fucked. He kissed my neck and knelt down to undo my blouse and slowly undid each button. His lips kissed each of my breasts as he picked me up and put me on the desk. He took off my soaked panties and dropped them to the floor.<br />
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I was surprised to see just how big he really was. Even through the jeans I could see the nice hunk of man meat waiting for me.]]></description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 9 Jun 2009 20:24:24</pubDate>
			<category>Online Adventures</category>
			<dc:subject>Online Adventures</dc:subject>
			<dc:creator>BeWytched</dc:creator>
			<language>en</language>
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			<title>Man On The Screen - Chapter 1</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[I stared at my computer screen hoping that today would be different. Maybe even special. My day started like any other but yet I couldn't help feeling something great was about to happen. I had no idea of what I was looking for but I knew there was just something and I was about to meet someone who could be that very something.<br />
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I search the net for a new place to chat with friends and maybe even see some naughty things. Up came a website that I was all too familiar with and that had changed my forever. I signed up for the free membership on the site and then entered into the chat with my new pseudo WickedlyWylde. Although the chat group was small they seemed to be very friendly to each other and that made me feel a little less like an outsider.<br />
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There was angelbaby, a beautiful red head with baby blue eyes and a smile to die for. Angel's mind and her spirit were equally beautiful. All of 23 she had so much waiting for her in life and loves that would leave an impression in her heart forever. <br />
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There was another mysterious lady, Lindylou who was brilliant and seemed to make everyone feel right at home. Lindy was the first to greet anyone when they popped in. Lindy had the uncanny ability to make anyone feel like they were already friends.<br />
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Then there was me. The woman with the secret identity behind a screen. I sat back and watched for awhile even as people were saying hello. There seemed to be one guy in particular who kept the ladies intrigued. I figured out how to check out his cam. Clicking his name and then his cam brought up a dream. Chestnut hair, eyes mysterious and playful with a blue rim and deep green. I could see why the ladies were all excited to speak with him. He looked at the screen as though it were your eyes and you could almost feel the heat from his gaze. I looked away. For a moment I thought he could see me and he was staring right into my eyes. My cam was off so I knew it wasn't possible but still I couldn't shake the feeling.<br />
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I didn't realize until later that he could tell that I was watching him and so it surprised me to get a welcome message from the man of the hour. Again I had to make sure he was not looking at me. The light was off on the cam so I knew he couldn't see me as I blushed.<br />
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When I got up the courage to actually start chatting I responded by saying, “Hey Endorphin. I'm new here so not quite sure how it works yet.”<br />
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Lindy and Angel came to my rescue and explained everything and it wasn't long until I put my web cam on for the room to see. I spent my time raising kids and being a wife and so I was unsure how to respond to all the compliments. I blushed again. The one compliment that really made me blush was from the man of the hour, Endorphin. Why I can't tell you but I did.<br />
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At first we spoke lightly but then something began to happen. I noticed the familiar tingle deep inside that made me think some very naughty thoughts. My husband was away on the road yet again working as a long haul truck driver and my nights were very lonely.]]></description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 7 Jun 2009 20:22:34</pubDate>
			<category>Online Adventures</category>
			<dc:subject>Online Adventures</dc:subject>
			<dc:creator>BeWytched</dc:creator>
			<language>en</language>
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			<title>Our First Scenic Drive</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[<br />
I was not sure what we would do when you came into town next week. I sat down and thought about it for awhile but came up short, until last night that is. I had said goodnight to you and made my rounds in the house, turning off lights, the coffee pot and closing all the drapes. I climbed into my bed and drifted away with thoughts of you still in my mind.<br />
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You sent me a message to let me know your flight would be in around 2pm. wanting to impress you even from the beginning, I chose to drive my show car. I arrived at the airport at 1:30 in my 1967 Shelby Mustang GT 500 convertible. I had even stopped at the car wash to get the dust off of her neon blue paint job. I waited patiently for you to step through those doors, but once you did I found I was not prepared. Even after the pictures and the personal description.<br />
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You walked out of the airport and I knew it was you instantly. I was spellbound by your beauty, 5'6&quot;, auburn hair and a fantastic frame. Your navy blue sundress played gleefully in the wind. Its single strap wrapped over your shoulders and around the back of your neck. Its skirt covered just enough to be almost modest, your thighs in plain view. Your long tanned legs taunt and well muscled. Your sandals moved amongst the rush of sneakers and dress shoes.<br />
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You made your way over to where I stood next to my car. I could not seem to speak, you took my breath away. Looking into your hazel eyes and seeing those full luscious lips, I found myself awe struck. You looked into my eyes and began to flush at the thoughts you read there. My first instinct was to take you into my arms and never let go. I opened the car door for you, not a single word passed between us until I got into the car. <br />
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&quot;So this is the car that you take to the auto shows?&quot; you asked. Your fingers caressed the dash, the seats and then the side of the steering wheel. I watched each action thinking of those fingers touching me. Your hand came to rest on the back of mine. I could smell the faint scent of lilac coming from you.<br />
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&quot;Yes, I take this car to the car shows. I decided to bring it here for you to see and for the beginning of our first day together.&quot; I started the car and we drove away from the airport. I let you know that I had no plans of driving down the interstate to get back to my home town. We had an hours drive to get there and I didn't plan on wasting it by getting highway hypnosis.<br />
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			<pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 18:00:00</pubDate>
			<category>Online Adventures</category>
			<dc:subject>Online Adventures</dc:subject>
			<dc:creator>seker</dc:creator>
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			<title>First Crossing</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[She watched the landscape pass. Nothing but farmland and trees with the occasional break provided by some one horse no-name town that offered a cold drink and a clean bathroom, maybe. Fran still found herself wondering if this was such a good idea. She had deviated from her summer plans to go and meet the man that had provided her with many hours of on line passion and pleasure as well as many, many more hours off line. Fantasizing about him and the two of them together, her body aching until she brought it to climax time after time. <br />
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As the miles passed Fran thought back to how her relationship with him started. A simple chat, passing of messages, she had introduced herself to him and he responded in kind. They chatted about their lives and love of what they thought about and believed. The talked about life and death, pain and suffering, yet through it all they talked of hope and dreams. The first time they had explored their mutual longings on line it had been a most interesting experience. Never had she experienced the feelings she felt as he drew her out with his words. She shivered remembering he way he described how he was going to make love to her.<br />
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<i>&quot;I am slowly caressing your shoulders as I kiss your neck, feeling your skin cool on my lips. I take my tongue and trace a line along your throat to your ears where I nibble your earlobe. Slipping off your shirt I kiss your bare shoulders, my hands cupping your breasts I caress them lightly as I buff your nipples with my thumbs causing them to grow and harden. Slowly I turn you, my mouth covering yours I kiss you softly, the tip of my tongue lying against your lips eager to feel them part for me. Slipping my tongue into your mouth you meet mine and our tongues play out a heated passionate duel of lust and desire.&quot;<br />
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Fran caught herself swerving across the road as she quickly tried to regain her composure. Her panties were already damp and getting wetter as she remembered his words to her. Without a single touch her had given her such pleasure, more so than she could remember ever having. Again his words came flooding back to her, but this time she spotted a quiet rest stop and pulled her car over. The breeze through the trees was cool, a welcomed relief from the summer heat, and the silence only interrupted by the chirping of the birds. She closed her eyes, allowing her mind to drift, his words filling her head again she listened to him like it was the first time.<br />
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<i>His soft words of praise floated to her ears as he turned her slowly, his lips playing on her skin as he made his way to her breasts. Running his tongue across her nipples she could not believe they could get any harder or bigger but they responded by thickening and growing long until they were the size of pencil erasures. Her normally dusty areolas had turned a hot pink in color as her blood rushed to them, taut and firm they ached from her desire as he caressed them in his hands. tasting her nipples, feeling their texture between his lips. Nipping and nibbling each in turn, his soft gentle ministrations brought her closer to her climax. </i>In her mind it was as real as he was there as she shivered and climaxed in the front seat of her car.<br />
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She had kept a copy of the first time her had made love to her on line. His descriptions of what he was doing to her as she touched herself brought her one of the hardest orgasms she had ever known. She remembered the way the chair shook as she thrashed about, her fingers buried deep inside of her. She had read that chat over and over until it was part of her memory. When ever she felt the need she would just go to a quiet part of the house and close her eyes and within minutes he was there, taking her to places she had never been before. [i]Slowly she parted her thighs as he slid down before her, opening for the pleasure she knew she would receive from this unseen lover, Fran moaned as she caressed herself, hearing in her mind his words describing what he was doing. <br />
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			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 14:10:00</pubDate>
			<category>Online Adventures</category>
			<dc:subject>Online Adventures</dc:subject>
			<dc:creator>Nightwatcher</dc:creator>
			<language>en</language>
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			<title>A Saturday Meeting</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[It was a hot, steamy Saturday morning around nine and knowing the office air conditioning couldn’t cope with the heat and humidity, I had worn summer clothes – shorts, halter top, sandals and my hair pulled into a ponytail. Upon walking into the semi-cool office from the outside, I was glad of my choice. Everyone else had also opted for “Casual Saturday” dress. It was bad enough having to work on the weekend without being uncomfortable. <br />
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As with most Saturdays, living at the office, especially after my recent promotion, was a requisite. My self-imposed assignments were to complete a large report and some paperwork for the Aaronson Installation. Will Jones, my project leader for it, had gathered our team to uncover some ways to shore up the ever-slipping completion date. <br />
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As I unlocked my office door, I heard a noise from inside. It sounded as if something had fallen or had been dropped. The janitorial service had strict orders to close the office window after each night’s clean up. Birds had sometimes flown in through the open window and knocked things over attempting to escape. But as I walked in and saw the window closed and did a quick inventory, everything appeared fine. <br />
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I walked over to my desk, an oversized dark mahogany antique that had taken weeks to find. Once again irritation overtook me, “Why on earth was this office laid out like this!” Damn! The cleaning service manager had been reading books on feng shui! My large desk was pulled back into the corner, chairs set up in a line in front, more like a classroom than an executive’s office.<br />
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Muttering to myself, I walked back to the door and pushed it closed with a bit too much force. As it slammed I thought I heard a muffled noise coming from my desk. The glare from the windows cascaded straight onto the surface creating dark shadows making it very difficult to see. Still, I quickly peered into the gloom around the desk and saw nothing.<br />
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The filing cabinet now at the side of my desk contained everything about the Aaronson Installation, except for data and e-communications in my computer. Walking over to the cabinet, I retrieved the file, selected a CD for the player and dropped my bag onto the floor. <br />
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My sandals made soft whispering sounds as I returned and sat in the chair. The file had to be completely reviewed before Monday, so I swung around parallel to the desk, crossed my legs with my left foot nervously jiggling a short distance into the dim desk well, leaned back and began to read, making notes. Unconsciously, I reached over and pushed the monitor’s on/off switch. I hit the keyboard with the same automated effort and the computer pinged with the receipt of an IM. <br />
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Swiveling my chair to take a look, I squared myself at the desk with my legs tucked in the desk well. The IM was from Andy, the spousal, as he referred to himself. Just as I began to open the message box, there was a quick knock at the door and it almost immediately opened. Will walked in, closing the door behind him. Mentally groaning, “here we go again,” his intentions, as always, were to present yet another stumbling block in completing the installation. There was no point in faulting Will for this. I had selected him for his attention to detail, yet I had so hoped he would learn to slip some good news into the discussion from time to time.<br />
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Will droned on and suddenly I had the unmistakable sensation of being kissed on my leg! I froze for a nanosecond -- “No, it’s probably a bug!” Panicked, I reached to brush it away when something gripped my fingers, not letting go! I let out a little squeal and then nervously laughed, realizing that my fingers were still trapped in this surprise grip. Simultaneously, a warm breath on my thigh and another kiss seized me. Oh my god! Looking quickly between my legs under the desk – it was Andy!<br />
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			<pubDate>Sun, 4 Mar 2007 01:00:00</pubDate>
			<category>Online Adventures</category>
			<dc:subject>Online Adventures</dc:subject>
			<dc:creator>lushi</dc:creator>
			<language>en</language>
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			<title>Naughty Hotel Nights</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Looking around the hotel car park as I waited for her, I admired the trees in the first flush of spring, some having white blossoms on them. Dusk was just beginning to fall, casting a dark shadow over the surrounding area. I couldn't believe I was actually doing this, waiting in a hotel car park, for a woman I knew little about, and who, at 57, was 17yrs older than me. I was also cheating on my wife, and going out of my way to do so. It felt exciting, a bit like being 16 again, but it also felt sordid, which in truth it was, for both of us. We met over the internet, and had some real quality cyber sex. Both of us wanted more out of our sex lives; neither us wanted to get involved with one another, more than some quality shagging. We had met in a roadside caf&amp;eacute; a few times, so we both knew there was a bit of chemistry between us. As I wait, a little nervously, I wondered if I could be the lover I wrote about in our cyber sessions. Plain fact was I hadn't touched another woman sexually in twenty years, other than my wife. Her car pulled into the car park, the wheels crunching on the pebble drive. We both wanted a nice country hotel, and I found just that for her; it was a smallish chain of hotels, big enough to be faceless, and not giving a shit who does what in their rooms. As I opened the car door for her, she looked better than I remembered. The roundness of her large breasts showed through her top, just a few buttons undone, giving a teasing look, her nipples just visible, through her blouse. Holding her hand to help her of the car, she hesitated, while I looked up her legs, her short knee length black skirt with black stockings, and black lace knickers, and ending in stiletto heels. She let me have a good look at her legs and knickers, smiling at me with a sexy smile. She was a perfect example of a sexy woman. She wasn't fat, not that it mattered to me anyway, nor was she thin. But she had curves to die for, and a wonderful round backside, and at 57, she was most definitely in her prime. Her perfume filled my senses as we kissed hello. Picking up both our bags, we walked to reception, her arm through mine. We checked in and, while I took our bags to the room, Joanna went to the bar to order drinks. We spent the next hour or so chatting, but she couldn't resist teasing me, crossing her legs slowly, leaning over in front of me showing her breasts off, and looking at me in that seductive way. &quot;Come on, let's go to our room,&quot; she said in my ear, in a whisper that sent a tingle to my groin. As soon as the door banged shut, I found myself pinned against the wardrobe as we kissed frantically. I felt for the zip in her skirt, and it fell to the ground. I held her back, looking at her, and my cock jumped at the sight of her, in black lace matching underwear with stockings &amp;amp; suspenders, her large hard nipples, pushing against the material of her bra and blouse. She took my hand, and guided it to her pussy. I stroked it through her very wet knickers, she moaned. Her hand guided mine inside her knickers, my fingers found a wet, and a spunky pussy. &quot;My husband couldn't resist me, just before I went out, I hope you don't mind.&quot; &quot;No, and once I have fucked you, I'm gonna lick your cunt and clean off both our spunk,&quot; I told her. ]]></description>
			<pubDate>Wed, 28 Feb 2007 06:00:00</pubDate>
			<category>Online Adventures</category>
			<dc:subject>Online Adventures</dc:subject>
			<dc:creator>cabinboy</dc:creator>
			<language>en</language>
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			<title>Chicago office visit</title>
			<link>http://www.mindspired.com/erotic-stories/online-adventures-37/chicago-office-visit-57/</link>
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			<description><![CDATA[My first time in Chicago, the taxi drops me off outside your place of work. Your assistant, a rather plain looking girl, giggles at my British accent and shows me to your office. Taking a deep breath, I knock on the door.  “Come in.” says the sexy American accent I have been running up huge phone bills to talk to for the past 3 months. <br />
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Walking into your office, I see you’re on the phone. Your face lights up as you recognize me.  You look round to say something but you can’t as you are unable to escape the telephone conversation you are having. You motion for me to sit down but I have other plans.   I close the blinds and walk over to the door.  The young girl giggles, blushes, and goes back to her desk.  I close the door and lock it.   Your eyes grow wide with excitement.  <br />
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You look gorgeous wearing a pair of tight white corduroy pants and a short sleeved turquoise shirt that matches the design on your pants.   You look so fucking hot dressed like that I can hardly contain myself.  I stand behind your chair; my hands drop to your waist.  You try to slap me away but I don't take any notice. My hands reach under your top feeling your soft flesh. I drop my hand to your pants, running my finger over the outline of your lips. My other hand is rubbing your nipple, you gasp at my touch. You’re still trying to get rid of the caller who just won’t go. You squirm in your chair as I tease you further.<br />
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Finally the caller rings off and I pull you out of your chair and push you against the filing cabinets. We kiss passionately, as my hand goes down your pants. My fingers slip into your wet pussy and my thumb slowly circles your clit. My other hand lightly strokes your right nipple. We can hear people in the office outside talking, phones ringing, the possibility of been caught fuels our excitement.  Your hips move in time with my hand that is fucking you and circling your clit.  I break our kiss to travel to your neck.  You gasp in my ear. I can feel that you are going to cum.<br />
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&quot;Cum for me baby&quot; I whisper in your ear. You start to shudder and your hips do their best to break my wrist as my fingers go in and out of you. You want so badly to scream but you can’t, so you stifle a string of words in my ear.   &quot;Oh fuck, finger me harder, oh fuck yes,   oooooohhh god, HARDER.”  You go rigid, your pussy pulses around my fingers.  The feel of you makes me so hard.  You relax, breathless. <br />
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Looking at your desk, mmm I wonder? I bundle you over to it &quot;we can’t&quot; you say.<br />
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&quot;Oh, we can! I need to fuck you baby.&quot; You smile at me as I undo your trousers and push them to the floor; leaving one leg on your right ankle. I lift you up and place your bare ass cheeks on the edge of your desk.   You quickly undo my jeans and boxers then guide my hard cock into your wet pussy.  Your hands grasp my ass cheeks and  pull me into you deep. Our mouths meet again as I fuck you deep and slow.  We are now oblivious to the sounds of the office outside.  Someone try's the office door.  We freeze!. Giggling quietly, we stay still. Who ever it was goes away. <br />
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&quot;Come on baby you’re almost there&quot; you whisper.  I start thrusting in and out of you harder, faster.  &quot;I need to taste you baby.  I want you to cum in my mouth, just like I promised” you whisper.  This tips me over the edge. My balls tighten, and tingle.<br />
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“Now baby” I whisper. You slip off the desk, take my hard cock in your mouth just in time to get the first spurt, and look at me with such desire as you swallow my first load.   You eagerly suck me dry, swallowing every drop.  <br />
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&quot;Wait till I get home this evening&quot; you say to me as we tidy ourselves up, both giggling like teenagers. <br />
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&quot;I’m counting on that honey.”  I say back.  You give me your house keys. “I’m going to cook for you, fettuccine Alfredo with sautéed garlic shrimp.   I know it’s one of your favorites. <br />
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 I open the blinds, unlock the door, and walk out.  I know damm well you’re going to come home so horny for more, and girl you’re going to get it.  We have months of frustration to catch up on.]]></description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 24 Feb 2007 07:46:55</pubDate>
			<category>Online Adventures</category>
			<dc:subject>Online Adventures</dc:subject>
			<dc:creator>cabinboy</dc:creator>
			<language>en</language>
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			<title>Our First Time Together</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[The flight was on-time and I had butterflies in my stomach. He was here, my love was finally here! I sit in my truck and wait for him to come out of the terminal. We have only talked on-line and over the phone. We had seen pictures of each other, but have never seen each other physically. <br />
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I keep running conversations through my head, smiling and giggling like a teenager. We had waited for so long to be together, and now the day was here. I look out the passenger side window and see him looking for my car. I get out and stand on the running board on my Pathfinder, waving my arms and calling his name. He finally sees me and a huge grin splits his face. My face feels like it is going to crack as I smile back at him and I am giggling, again. <br />
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He gets to my truck, opens the back door and throws his bag in the back. Then, he opens the passenger door and slides into his seat. He turns to me, and says, &quot;Hey there, baby girl.&quot; I look over at him and just smile. He knows that makes my heart melt when he calls me &quot;baby girl.&quot; I lean over and kiss him lightly on the lips, having wanted to do that for so long. But, that light kiss is not enough. It soon turns into a deep, passionate, wet kiss that consumes us. All I can focus on is his lips on mine, his arms around me, and then we hear tapping on the window. We break apart, turning red and look over to find a police officer telling us to move. I look away shyly and start the truck to go. <br />
<br />
He grabs my hand as I pull away from the terminal and merge into traffic to get on the expressway. We are shy now, even though we have been so open over the phone and in the chat. I look at him as I drive and can't help but think that this is one of the best days of my life. He feels me looking and turns his head to stare back at me. We start grinning like fools and laugh. We start talking and soon fall into our easy banter. Teasing each other and talking like we have been together forever. <br />
<br />
We get to the hotel and I valet park the truck. In the lobby of the hotel, he leans down to kiss me and it starts to get out of control, again. I back away before we become consumed by our passion and lead him to the front desk. We sign in then head toward the elevators. Standing there waiting for one to open up, he puts his arms around me pulling me back into his front and presses against me. I can feel his erection against my ass and my heart skips a beat, sending little shocks to my already throbbing pussy. I moan softly, closing my eyes, and press into him, grinding my ass against his erection. <br />
<br />
God, I want him so badly! I reach my hands back and grasp his ass, pulling him closer to me. He leans his head down and kisses my neck, running his hands up my ribcage to cup my breasts. Moaning, I put my hands on his and move them to my nipples, making him squeeze them. I open my eyes and look at us in the mirrors in the hallway. It makes me so hot to see us and I feel my panties getting wetter. <br />
<br />
The elevator finally gets to the lobby and the doors open. He pushes me in and pins me against the wall. He steps back to hit our floor and goes back to kissing my neck. I am pinned against the wall by his body while he kisses my neck and shoulders, running his hands all over me. He turns me to face him abruptly and pulls my skirt up. He pushes my panties aside and slides a finger then a second, into my wetness. &quot;God, you are so hot, and so wet, babe,&quot; he gasps as he thrusts his fingers in and out of me. My head is thrown back against the wall and I am moving my hips in time with his hands. I am holding on to his arms for support because my legs are turning to jelly as he finger fucks me. I am crying out with each thrust of his fingers and then he begins to rub my clit with his thumb. This takes me over the edge and I cum all over his hand, screaming as I do. He slides his fingers out and licks my juices off of them slowly. I can feel my juices running down my legs and I am consumed by passion for him. <br />
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			<pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 20:50:00</pubDate>
			<category>Online Adventures</category>
			<dc:subject>Online Adventures</dc:subject>
			<dc:creator>kittykat</dc:creator>
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			<title>Just Another Website?</title>
			<link>http://www.mindspired.com/erotic-stories/online-adventures-37/just-another-website-20/</link>
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			<description><![CDATA[There are many different reasons why we all end up here at Mindspired. Some are lonely, others are just looking to spice up their sex life, some are sexually neglected at home, others don't have someone at home, and some just need new masturbating material. Whatever the reason you're here, one thing we all have in common is this site really turns us on. It makes us so horny. We fuck each other verbally, masturbate, and sometimes even fall in lust. Mmmm, just the thought makes me wet. I find that I can't go a day without seeing what is new to read and which person will make my loins ache for more. After all, variety is the spice of life, so I'm told.   <br />
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The casual sexual interaction is beyond my belief. It's also the thing that gets most of us going. The anonymous nature of the web site is tantalizing in itself, and I believe that is why it's so much fun. We can relax, be ourselves, and let our imaginations run wild.   I'm sitting at my desk, trying to concentrate on my work, but it isn't happening. <br />
<br />
Everyone is out to lunch, and it's just me here. I log onto Mindspired to see what new material has been published. I read them all. I'm a straight female, but I do appreciate the writing and the sexuality of everyone. Being in lust is the same no matter the gender or sexual preference.   And surprisingly, I'm turned on by them all. It seems like I'm turned on by most anything these days.   I bring up a story in the steamy stories category. Oh, is this one hot. I'm into the first paragraph and my juices are starting to heat up. I can feel the wetness on my panties. The things they are doing to each other. I close my eyes momentarily and lift my skirt, spreading my legs wide under my desk. I imagine I'm watching the events unfold in front of me. I continue reading as I rub my clit gently. As I progress through the story, I start rubbing faster, needing release.<br />
<br />
 I have only 15 minutes before they all come back.   I finish with the story and have achieved being the horniest I've ever been in my life. I can't get myself off. It just isn't enough.   I see one of my 'lusty friends' is chatting in the lounge. This guy is so talented with words and seems to have a genuine interest in getting me off.   We have a connection that goes beyond my psychological comprehension. He knows how to pleasure me with the most amazing skill, and I him. I go in, greet everyone with the casual salutations, and he invites me to a private room right away. I eagerly join him. We greet each other with cyber hugs and kisses then get straight to business. I haven't talked to him since yesterday, and we are both equally as horny, still extending from our last conversation.   I tell him I only have 10 minutes and nothing is working. He tells me to sit back and just read. He's been waiting for me to be vulnerable, wanting me to get lost in his words.   <br />
<br />
I sit back, legs spread and prepare for the orgasm I know will come.   He begins. &quot;First baby let me tell you, I've missed you. Lay back, let me take it from here. Ssshhh, relax baby.&quot;   &quot;I begin by kissing around your toes, hearing you giggle. I work my way up your legs, getting to the soft flesh on the insides of your thighs, gently biting and kissing each thigh. Looking at your pussy, I can see your lips getting wet. Mmmm, the scent fills my senses. As I kiss around your pussy, your hands now on my head, trying to pull me in. I resist you, still kissing around it. &quot;]]></description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 19:40:00</pubDate>
			<category>Online Adventures</category>
			<dc:subject>Online Adventures</dc:subject>
			<dc:creator>lilypad</dc:creator>
			<language>en</language>
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			<title><![CDATA[Can't Wait]]></title>
			<link>http://www.mindspired.com/erotic-stories/online-adventures-37/cant-wait-19/</link>
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			<description><![CDATA[We have been corresponding with each other via e-mail for a few weeks now. I know you're married, and you're very secretive about your home life in your e-mails. From the conversations we've had, I think you are pretty close to where I live but you never disclose your location. We have been talking about getting together on the phone, wishing for it, but there just hasn't been a convenient time for that to happen. <br />
<br />
I can’t think about anything but you. We have arranged to meet but it won't be for another few months. We've planned a long weekend to explore each other's bodies and fulfill our sexual desires.  Sex is the basis of our e-mails. It seems like a long wait and we are both getting so anxious and so horny. <br />
<br />
I come into work, open my mail, and see that there is one from you. I find the usual good morning with a kiss to start my day.  I get to the bottom and realize you inadvertently sent me e-mail from your place of employment. Listed on the e-mail is your company's name, address and phone number. I knew you weren't far from me. <br />
<br />
My heart begins to race, and my thoughts are rampant. I'm on the web in two seconds searching for all the information I need for a plan to come together. I see there is a hotel right down the street from where you work. Perfect. I call and make reservations. I finish up my work, tell my boss I have an appointment I forgot to mention and set out for my drive. <br />
<br />
I get to the hotel, check in and go up to the room. I slip into a silky gown with thin straps, low cut, about to mid thigh. It's white, because that's your favorite color. It's about 15 minutes till lunch. I pick up the phone, call your work number and ask for you. <br />
<br />
You answer the phone in, I'm sure, your usual professional manner. I can hear others in the background. &quot;Are you ready for me baby?&quot; I ask. Silence. &quot;I can't wait any longer. I have to taste you, feel you.&quot; <br />
<br />
I smile feeling very seductive and knowing you can't say a word. Imagining your jaw dropping to the floor, trying to control all emotions, to remain professional in the presence of your peers. <br />
<br />
&quot;I want to run my hands across your body, taste you with my tongue, kiss you ever so gently. When I drop to my knees, I want your body to surrender to me, completely.&quot;   I pause.  &quot;I'm down the street at the hotel, room 417.&quot; I hang up the phone. <br />
<br />
As I pace, I wonder whether you will be able to get away from work. What if you thought I meant after work? What if you don't show at all? I worry.  In about 10 minutes there's a knock on the door. My heart is stampeding in my chest.  I close my eyes, take a deep breath and open the door. <br />
<br />
You rush in and forcefully push me against the wall. There is rage in your eyes that scares me just a little. Your mouth covers mine, and it's not gentle. Crushing hard, I can feel the heat from your lips, your body. Your hands roughly explore my body lifting my gown to my waist. <br />
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			<pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 19:30:00</pubDate>
			<category>Online Adventures</category>
			<dc:subject>Online Adventures</dc:subject>
			<dc:creator>lilypad</dc:creator>
			<language>en</language>
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