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She wakes, quietly but thoroughly, her hand cupping one soft, breast, the nipple hard and elongated beneath her palm. Her fingers sweep out and under, trailing butterfly touches along the sensitive underside of her breast. Squeezing gently, her eyes seek the stiff red tip, measuring the length of her arousal. Her dreams are wisps of ether, hints of sexual longings and sweet couplings. She already feels aroused.

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Kelly Wurtz had always gotten her share of attention from men. Her body was a most exquisite collection of curves, from her perfect 36C's to her extraordinarily lush backside, she was the subject of stares wherever she went and enjoyed her choice of lovers while avoiding long-term relationships and the dreaded 'M-word'. She loved the excitement of motorcycles and the company of the men who shared that passion, although seldom did she engage in intimacy with those men.

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"What would it take to get you to kiss me," Paul, my friend and sometimes lover, stood on my front door step, off-duty but still in uniform. There would be little challenge in coaxing me to kiss him. Tall with dark hair, deep blue eyes and a quick smile, Paul was my romantic ideal of a clean-cut cop. His broad shoulders and tight ass, formed by hours in the gym and miles of road work, made my cunt throb with longing.

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If there's one thing I hate more than school in summertime it's job hunting. I fully admit I'm not the best at interviews, I get nervous, I get anxious, even when it's not really a job I even want I still have an uncanny knack of blowing it. I'd been looking around for something other than mind numbing temp work for sometime but hadn't had much success. Not being in my own country didn't help my prospects either.

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I love my wife, and I would never cheat on her. Usually, when someone makes such a bold statement, the word 'but' follows and we hear how this is not always the case. I suppose my story is no different. Kelly and I have been together since high school. I thought back then it was a love that would always last. Ten years later, it was still the case. Kelly had been out of town for three weeks now, acting as a consultant for a company in California.

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I'm not what you would call slutty but kinky or freaky would describe me fairly well. I just love anything and everything to do with sex, straight bi or gay I like it all and never pass up an opportunity to try something new. I've never had a problem finding hot guys to fuck and sexy girls just LOVE to explore with me after a few drinks. Guys and gals alike have told me that my body is just to die for.

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As we pulled up to my house I enjoyed the fact that no bicycles were strewn on the driveway and no soccer goal stood on the lawn. Just my wife and I at home tonight, with no kids to interrupt and no reason to try and maintain any appearances. I had been looking forward to this for weeks. I got out of the car and turned to say goodnight to my neighbor from down the street.

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She had been excited about it for a week. They really weren't sure how Thursday had gotten decreed "kink" night but it was a tradition now. For a couple of months now, her husband had been asking, well, begging for her ass. She was tentative and they had started slowly. A week ago, he had finally pressed his cock into her. He was not overly long but damn, he was wide. He had gotten it in, but not very deep or for very long. She was proud of herself. She would get better. Tonight though, it was her turn.

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INTRODUCTION It was the1970's when I accepted the position of Regional Sales Manager with a small software company. The company was headquartered near Philadelphia and had been formed by three men and some silent partners. They were starting to get leads from companies from across the country but they only had a presence on the east coast. They wanted me to become the Western Region Manager and deal with the demand for the company's software.

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I do a fair amount of traveling and like many guys I have a picture of my wife on my laptop to remind me of her when I'm away from home. It's not the kind of picture, however, that I would use as wallpaper or a screen saver. It's a photo for my own private viewing. In the photo, Anne is reclining on a leather couch wearing a lacy black bra which barely covers her beautiful 34C breasts.

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