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Jane Pretty looked at the watch on her wrist. Girard Perregaux : a Swiss watch, tasteful and elegant. Like her suit: Chanel ready to wear; prêt à porter, chic and professional. Single, thirty-seven, a high-priced therapist, she spent her money on fine things. It gave her satisfaction to surround herself with them. She crossed her legs, the friction of her pantyhose like a faint shimmer of sound, her black suede pumps stretching her ankle attractively, but not erotically, the toes not too pointed. She leaned over and sipped from her bottle of water.

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Having read stories on Literotica for a few years, I finally started writing and posting stories at the beginning of this year. I never knew what an effect it would have on my life! I always imagined that this site was a place where we described our fantasies. I never suspected it would lead to one of them actually happening.

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I was sitting in my chair looking at the files of the girls that were due for training. As I sipped my wine I saw what was to soon come my way. Six lovely subs, slaves, whatever the hell their "Masters" called them, to visit me for training.

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Mark and I have been friends since we were five. We met in kindergarten and pretty much were inseparable all the way through high school, college and to this day. Pee Wee football, junior varsity, varsity. Sleepovers at my house and camping trips with his family. When he got a car for his 16th we started double dating as well. Both of us played ball just well enough to get chosen for our small state college as walk-ons.

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As I look back on it now, I wonder if it was fate or maybe I am just lucky. This is a story of my first sexual encounter as a lesbian. It is a night that will forever be burned into my memory, but enough of the introduction, here is the story that is closest to my heart. I was 18, and it was the party to be at. We had just got out of school for thanksgiving break.

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I first found out when I was somewhat young that I loved the way panties looked. Especially on a woman. Their body was just a beautiful shape. The curves, the outline and then you add the tight, thin covering of that body with cotton, satin, nylon or silk and it is especially exciting to me. It didn't take long to find out that to know what different girls wore was even better. To know what only one or two guys knew what was under their tight jeans or skirts was so exciting.

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I'm Sam. Or at least I was. I woke up to the sound of an alarm. I'm not sure why I didn't notice at first that something was up, but the only light was a crack in the window curtains and that was on the usual side of my bed. The alarm was a different tone, but my mind was groggy from having just woken up so it didn't register. I sat up, and flicked on the light switch for the lamp to my left. I had to stretch slightly further than usual.

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This story has only marginally incestuous themes although it involves a naked voyeuristic grandfather and his bi-sexual granddaughter in the same bed. *** When 68 year old Edgar Whitney went over to put in his daughter's storm windows for the winter, he thought he was going just to do his daughter a favor. After Anne's husband took off for greener pastures a couple years ago and pretty much disappeared from his wife and daughter's lives save the occasional support check, Edgar had tried to help out around the house whenever he could.

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The bar was its usual sticky hot, the ceiling fans inadequately trying to breathe fresh air on our warm bodies. The heat lent to more trips to the bar than usual, and tonight I was really feeling the rhythm, loading up on gin and tonics, downing them in my trip from the bar's edge to the middle of the dance floor. It had been weeks since we last spoke. I missed seeing you every night at the bar, shooting the shit, staring at each other, me catching whiffs of your cologne and perspiration.

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Jimmy cursed as he saw a girl slipping something into her purse from the shelves on the security camera. He'd been working as a security guard for months now, but he still hated it when he caught a shop-lifter, it meant having to leave the comfy confines of the security office. Not to mention all the paper-work. Then he froze as the girl looked around, checking to make sure no one was watching her. That was no girl, that was the 23 year old bitch that had ended the friendship between him and his best friend!

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