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At 29 years old I had never, up to this point had a wet dream, I have joked with my friends about it and most said they have had nocturnal emissions before, all but me. Most have said they don’t remember anything except waking up wet and sticky from cum. I am single and jerk off at least a couple of times a day, but lately more nights than not, I have been having wet dreams. A few times I woke up as I was shooting my load, making me squirm and moan, One night I had fallen asleep with the light and TV on and about 2:30 AM I woke with a horny feeling, it was like something was pushing inside the slit of my penis, like massaging it, it felt fucking hot. I was laying on my back and had already licked off the blanket and sheet, my breathing was a bit ragged as I was close to shooting, I opened my eyes and looked at my stiff penis and about jumped out of my bed.  There were these tiny naked men things on my cock, they were like little fairies, one was fucking me with his little stiffi...

Alone for the holidays Being an only child, both parents deceased, the only family I have is one aunt and a handful of cousins up in Maine who invited me to come for Christmas, I dreaded the drive but surely did not want to think about the overcrowded airports, small seats and crying children. I am 31 years old and work seems to be my life, climbing the ladder at work, kissing ass, but only when needed, I have a nice apartment in the city and drive a late model Audi hard top convertible. I was about two hours into the drive along the highway, the snow was a blanket of white on the shoulders of the road, I started thinking about how alone I really am when the song “I’ll be home for Christmas” came on the radio, tears streamed from my eyes to the point that I had to pull over. I sat in my car on the side of the highway crying, feeling so alone, I haven’t cried in years, but today there was no shortage of emotions. All of a sudden I heard tapping on my window, looking up to find a Sh...

It was Saturday morning, I woke up a little earlier than usual and was pretty hungry. There was a new Waffle Hut that had just opened in town a couple of weeks and I decided that the rush of it being new in town should have calmed down. My luck, a stool was available at the counter, I sat down and started looking at the menu, waffles, waffles everywhere. The waitress came by and took my order. I had decided on the large breakfast, orange juice, a waffle, two eggs, two slices of bacon, raisin toast and hash browns, yeah three starches on one huge platter, they are not trying to be healthy here, but today, I am okay with that. I sipped on my juice while watching the cook working like a madman at the grill, every once in a while he would turn and find me watching him. His apron was open in the back allowing me to check his fine plump ass as he moved to cook my order. I smiled as he turned for the third time, this time he shot me a smile. “You look like you have you...

I live with a semi long term boyfriend, I keep making him move out and always end up letting him move back in after his pleading to treat me better and get a job, yeah, 28 years old and sits up on the couch all day doing nothing and when I get off work, he wants to go out to eat and then to the clubs till late on a work night for me. We have been together for nearly five years, I had hoped Brad would change and grow up, get a job and contribute to the relationship. He keeps asking for a joint checking and savings account but I put my foot down and told him there had to be joint income before that would happen, I would be at work while he drained my bank account to nothing if I were to do that. When I kick him out he goes to his parents’ house and eats them out of house and home while refusing to get a job, in the past his dad tried to pay me to take him back, he called it “helping to pay Brad’s share” but it was really to get him out of the house. Driving home from work I w...