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It was during my first summer holiday since I'd gone to university when it happened. I had gone into town one Saturday afternoon to get some CDs, when I saw walking down the street towards me my French teacher from school. Generally I didn't really like meeting my old teachers, it was always a bit odd being treated normally by people who had been authority figures for me only a short time ago, and even if Mrs Woodcock (she was French, but had married an English guy)

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My name is Steve Larsen and for as long as I can remember, I’ve loved Laura Martin. Since grade school she has lived 3 doors down from me. We shared our first kiss when she was 8 and I was 9 and we’ve had our ups and downs over the years, but we’ve shared a unique friendship. We would compete for grades, while all the time helping each another study. Laura was beautiful, bright, and had a sparkling sense of humor. I could trust her with any secret and in times of trouble, there was no one that I could count on like Laura.

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Sometimes I wish I'd kept track of just how many times I've been in my favorite coffee shop. Surely it was in the hundreds by now. Somehow they survived the invasion of chain coffee shops, probably because they always had some vegetarian food and fresh soup ready for the college kids. It was an odd layout that only a small town without city planning can create.

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Veronica Andrews felt the familiar pressure on her bladder the moment she awoke. She turned her head and saw the alarm clock on the bedside table showed 12:47, and she rolled out of bed gently not to wake her husband. In silent bare feet on carpet she quickly and quietly made her way in the dark to the bathroom. She did her business in dimmed light, and as she walked out the bathroom door a surge of curiosity got her attention.

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It all started back in high school, or maybe before that. Too much sitting around reading and watching TV and not enough exercise led to Nancy's being overweight. By the time she arrived in college, she had resolved to shed some of those extra pounds. She went on a diet, then another; soon most of the pounds dropped away. But, no matter how much flab vanished from her body, her rear remained large, round, and soft.

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Mike's wife laughed the first time he brought it up. "You're kidding, right?" She looked at him incredulously. "No, I'm serious," he said. He was a little miffed that she was laughing as they lie in bed after having sex. It wasn't anything to do with what they'd just done but ... still. She was laughing at something that he really wanted and had finally gotten up the courage to mention.

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I'm the wife of a successful businessman and we share a $3m mansion in Beverley Hills. But as he travels a lot, most of the time I have no one to talk to apart from the housekeeper or the cook. So to avoid rattling around in our big house by myself, I spend my days shopping and having lunch with my friends. Apart from organising the odd charity event, the hardest decision I ever have to make is between a Gucci open toe sandal or a strapless Jimmy Choo.

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My lover has a beautiful cock. Just thinking about it makes me wet. It is perfectly shaped with a head that could be used as a model for the perfect dildo. Because of his perfect cock, every time I am around him, all I want to do is feel his cock in me. I fantasize about sucking on him, on touching him, on having him inside of every hole in my body.

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I don't know where I got the idea, but whatever possessed me to try it was a godsend. You see, it's not so much that I'm a deviant or anything... but I've always had one little dirty obsession. I love the idea of anal sex. I love the thought of sticking my cock into a girl's tight ass and fucking her until I cum.

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"You are a fucking whore!" His eyes blazed as he glared down at me and a reached up to grab his shirt. "Baby, wait it is not what you think...." I started as he shoved me away from him. "You were all over those guys on the dance floor! I saw with my own eyes, I am not fucking blind!" He stalked into the corner of the room and out the exit. I looked around the crowded club, only a few people close had noticed anything and they returned to dancing.

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