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Date: 10/30/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Author: TheHumanoidTyphoon, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

All persons and events of this story are all just figments of my imagination and are not intended to represent any persons living or dead in any way, shape or form. Enjoy.Beep. Beep. Beep. I rolled over and looked at my alarm clock: 8:22 am... on a Saturday. I listened for a minute trying to figure out where the noise was coming from. Trash day? No, that was Wednesday. Car alarm? No, not quite right for that... Back up alarm? Yep, that was the noise. What the? I got up, threw on a pair of shorts and a shirt and walked to the front door of my apartment. There was a moving van outside. Figures. I went back to my bedroom and tried to go back to sl**p. No good. I'm awake and I'm staying awake, no use fighting it. I went to the bathroom and ran through my normal routine. After I finished up by brushing my teeth I went to the kitchen and grabbed a bowl of cereal and a glass of orange juice, plopped down on the couch and flipped on the TV. Nice weather today. I think I'll go wash my car and maybe go to the park for a nice run or something. I finished breakfast and decided to take a shower, in case I ran into any ladies at the car wash or the park. I walked outside to find a pile of boxes almost making it impossible to get to the stairs, Damn movers, I thought to myself. As I was trying to extricate myself I noticed two guys bringing more boxes up the stairs. Great, more stuff to get in my way. I paused at the top of the stairs to let them past. “Excuse me,” I said, surprising ... myself. I hadn't planned on saying anything. “Yeah, what,” one of the movers replied. “Could you please not stack those in front of other peoples' doors?” “Look, if we could put em inside we would, but we can't because this lady wants to 'organize as she unpacks',” he replied in a very condescending tone. I fought the urge to be a smart ass. If they would take a minute to stack the boxes neatly they wouldn't take up so much space. I shrugged and went on down the stairs. I heard one of them say something, but I ignored it. I continued on with my plan for the day; car wash, park, and see where that takes me. I returned home a few hours later. The only thing I could say that was good about my day so far was that my car was clean. I was dirty. My run had ended when I tripped over a basketball while watching the lady in front of me jog. As I walked up to the base of the stairs I looked up to see a mountain of boxes blocking my apartment door. Fucking assholes. I climbed the stairs and started shifting boxes out of my way, fully intending to just get to my door and go take a shower, maybe lay down for a bit or rub one out. I was moving a box when a woman's scream startled me into almost dropping it. “What are you doing,” screamed the woman. “Moving these boxes so I can get to my door,” I replied, my voice dripping venom. I turned to locate the source of the voice. She was very pretty; close to six feet tall, large breasts, thin waist, curvy hips and nice legs. She was wearing a small, ...