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I had talked myself into a job I was in no way qualified for, and, as the first order of business, I got sent halfway across the country and landed in a hotel in downtown Chicago. I looked around my room, a room that teetered on the border between blandness and overwrought luxury, and decided that I should stop watching Sportscenter, and go find some dinner.

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I had a date on Friday with a boy I had seen a time or two before. I liked him well enough for seeing a movie and dinner, but there were no sparks between us. I hadn't slept with him, so this date was kind of the point where we either were or we weren't, and I just wasn't sure whether we would. And then he called and asked if it were okay if we doubled with a friend of his and another girl.

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Michael was in the kitchen when she came home. His work hours let him get there an hour before she did, on average, a chance to get his directed chores done before she came home on the days she required him at her house. He was naked, except for the soft black manacles that encircled each wrist and ankle, because that's how she wanted him whenever he was in the house. He had just finished washing the floors and was putting away the bucket when Cheryl came through the door.

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I walk into your darkened room, everyone but you is gone or at work. You don't hear me as I get closer to you. Your stretched out across your bed stroking your cock, watching a big breasted woman sucking dick on the T.V. Silently I move through the dark side of your room until I'm just behind your bed, watching you gently squeeze your balls and continue to jerk off that magnificent prick.

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Deb couldn't wait for her girlfriend Jessica to arrive at her place after work on Monday for a drink. She had a story for Jessica and was itching to tell it, knowing how Jessica would freak hearing all about what happened to Deb that weekend. "So what is it you're dyin' to tell me about, Deb?" Jessica asked, settling down with a beer.

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It was about eleven o'clock on Saturday night when Brian pulled up just down the block from the tall brick building that included the apartment his girl friend, Rachel, shared with her young daughter. They turned to each other while unbuckling their seatbelts, both of them thinking of the good time they had at dinner and the concert and, especially, about the great time they expected to have in her bed. Not wanting to take anything for granted, he waited until she expressly suggested he come inside with her.

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Such a simple and well known phrase. But how can anyone derive pleasure by giving something? - it defies all logic. The excitement of receiving something new, indulging in the joy of a gift, a compliment or whatever it may be that has been received. That's surely got to be where the real pleasure lies. Not by sitting back and watching someone else enjoy that experience, thinking all the while that it's really you that wanted to receive something. It just makes no sense.

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Hello there. First of all, I know why you are reading this. You probably have a spouse at home whose interest in deviant sex acts is not as blooming as yours is. Your girlfriend, wife, boyfriend, husband quite probably wouldn't approve of your looking through porn on the net and trying to satisfy those desires you have, with him or her totally unaware how filthy you could get.

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"Give it to her in the back door!" Someone yelled. The costumed crowd hooted and laughed. I felt sick. I leaned against the bookshelf, bumping my head against the wood and staring at a worn copy of Aldus Huxley's 'Brave New World'. This was humiliating. It had all started earlier in the night, while I stood in the kitchen pouring liquid green Jello into glass baking dishes. As I slid the dishes into the fridge, someone called out to me.

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Frank rang the doorbell at exactly 8 PM. He was not a man that was late or unprepared for nearly any situation and pushing that bell was the culmination of two months of planning and preparation. While he waited for an answer his mind allowed a few extraneous bits of doubt to surface. Was there anything that he had overlooked? He was sure of himself, how about her? He was about to confront a woman he had never seen before but felt he knew intimately.

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