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We’d Already Fucked

We’d already fucked that day.  It had been a long couple of days without any fucking at all, which was not our style.  There was no good reason we hadn’t fucked, but that day our dry spell ended. After a … Continue reading

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You’re Not Finished Yet

[Another of the Viking's stories that has been on Fleshbot.  I suppose they like the dirty stuff.] We were both so horny that we groped and kissed only briefly before I forced my cock into her. We fucked primally for … Continue reading

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I Was Sleeping …

I woke as she came into the bedroom to join me for the night. She slipped off her PJs before climbing into the bed, which is generally an indication that she is looking for sex. How could I refuse? We … Continue reading

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Sweet and Innocent 3

[Continued from "Sweet and Innocent 2."]   I would have never guessed that your mouth moved like everyone else. I’m not sure what that has to do with hearing your voice. Well, I’m assuming it’s yours, Your back is turned, … Continue reading

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Sweet and Innocent

I may be having a little too much fun on OkCupid, but sometimes I just can’t help but have some fun with the special ones.  I don’t seek them out, I only respond, so I feel somewhat justified. Sweet profile! … Continue reading

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I Do Fuck!

I know I’ve not been writing about the fucking lately.  That’s because for the most part (more to come on that), I’ve been fucking just one person.  I don’t think there’s anything wrong with fucking just one person, but I … Continue reading

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Best. Day. Ever. (Part 4)

[Continued from "Best.  Day.  Ever.  (Part 3)."] The Viking and I were one of the first tables sat for dinner at A16.  On our previous trip to A16 we’d been sat similarly along the east wall, only this time it … Continue reading

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