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She stood alone at the rail, enjoying the solitude for the first time in her life. It was always the company of others that brought her security but at this moment, she knew the impending visit was the most dangerous act of her whole life. The sky was the color of a lightly bruised peach, ranging through corals, reds and fading out above her to a deep purple.

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Bernardo was a Spanish bandit. And right now he was a Spanish bandit in the possession of a very beautiful and rich young noble lady. Even more pleasing, the young noble woman was at the moment on her knees in front of him, pleading to keep her maidenhead so that she would still be untouched upon her release. Such release would come tonight when her family left the money in the place that he had denoted. Whenever it came to these young innocent women he could always find such pleasure in the multitude of things that they had to offer him.

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If time could be recognized, then we would have no need for clocks or calendars. These things are metres set against a background of haze and dream. The truth of time is that we live it. We breathe in moments and release seconds to the atmosphere where they bound and prance, teasing us before disappearing completely. They taunt us with their ephemerity.

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For a 19-year-old guy, there is nothing more embarrassing or unsettling than to be caught by your mother fucking a sweet young thing in her bed. We should have at least heard the door deadbolt unlock! 18-year-old Sheila was in the throes of a mind-blowing orgasm I had just given her by eating her pussy. Midway through the orgasm I had scurried to mount her. She had guided my cock into her and I was fucking her with abandonment when she screamed.

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I often arrive at my life class quite early. By doing this it is possible to set up my easel and reserve one of my favourite positions in the studio by fastening my paper to the drawing board. Frequently there is till time to go next door into the cafeteria to buy a coffee and perhaps chat with some of the other students.

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This is a story about one day while I was home from college on Spring Break. All my college friends had gone away for the break, but I didn't have enough money so I just went home. The problem was that none of my friends were on break for the same week, so I was bored out of my mind. I spent most of my days lying out in the back trying to get a tan or sitting at the computer reading erotic stories and jerking off.

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Dan spent last weekend up at his parents' house in the suburbs. It was one of those dead weekends. Many of his friends were out of town, working, or too tired to go out. On Friday before he left, he called Steve Morgan's cell phone again in one last ditch effort to try to get something going, but was greeted only by voicemail. He hung up without leaving a message, threw some clothes in a backpack, and drove up to his parents'.

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I had been married for three years when the events I am about to relate started to unfold. I should tell you about myself – stuff I had never revealed before included. Twenty eight years old, heterosexual, (though not homophobic) I have always – or at least since I had my first hard-on – been prey to a range of fantasies, some of which I think are abnormal. (though what, pray, is 'normal?')

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"Ready ladies?" Olivia asked us both as we kneeled onto the yoga mat-covered section of her basement. I sat down on my heels and stretched my arms behind my back and neck while Liz waited. She seemed a little impatient. She was sporting a light blue sports bra, with light grey cotton shorts. Her medium length chestnut hair was tied into a low ponytail. I had on a light grey sports bra, which was still not containing the size of my breasts properly, and dark grey spandex shorts. My long dyed red hair was tied back into a bun. We were both barefooted.

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"It's only going to be a few guys over to watch the UK Basketball game." I said. "Autumn wants to come over and she is in the mood to play." Becky whispered in my phone. Now my libido went into overdrive. Becky had told me that Autumn had gotten some toys at a naughty wedding shower last week. My dirty mind went straight to Becky, Autumn, me and toys. But I could not tell the guys no.

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