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I was bartending at a restaurant I work at in a tourist town. One night an attractive couple came in and we enjoyed a nice chat. The womans name was Bridgette, and she had a French accent, very attractive with short, dark hair, a gorgeous smile on her painted lips. Her man, David, was a good looking guy, short curly hair, and a goatee. They were Canadian.

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The guest of honour was turning forty and his wife was throwing a big surprise party for him. She organised a couple of mates to take Graeme out for the afternoon, whilst she moved the party in...food, drink, photographer, guests...all ready and waiting when he arrived home.

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I was on my stomach. My tongue nestled in Georgie's ass crack as she also lay on her stomach on the bed in front of me. She was sucking Chas's cock – her husband. Behind her, I was slowly moistening her anus, in preparation for what I was about to give her. Around my waist was my new blue jelly dong, complete with the strap on attachment that would allow me to fuck my best friend in the ass.

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It had been a long day at work. Your boss, as always, had given you plenty to do and although you appreciated the faith he was showing in you, it was starting to make you so tired that all you could do after walking through the front door was eat dinner and then fall asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow. The last thing you felt like doing was having sex, especially since the energy you needed to make it worthwhile just wasn’t there during the week.

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I am what is commonly called a soccer mom. But in this case I guess it is to be taken literally. My own two sons grew up playing soccer. Over the years I drove God knows how many hundreds or maybe thousands of miles; to practice, from practice, to games, from games, to the sporting good store, etc. You get the idea. My sons played for the Centerville Centurions for their four years of high school, and I was at every game cheering them on to victory and consoling them in defeat.

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We've been at the cocktail party for a few hours, and admittedly I'm tipsy. Which in turn, makes me horny. Hornier than usual.. and I know this pleases you, as you will be the benefactor later. Provided I don't drink too much more. But... one more drink... before we go home... and I indulge you. As I head to the bar ( or slightly stumble?) I cannot help noticing a man... well I notice all men... but this one in particular is easier to pick out, as it seems he has been noticing me all night.

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Most of Matt's friends went to Lauderdale, or Daytona, or somewhere typical for Spring Break, looking to abandon themselves in the slick, sunscreen- and alcohol-laced musk of ten thousand horny college kids in a space too small to contain them. Matt had another plan, though--he'd head down to the smaller towns, along the Atlantic Coast. Just as much sex in the air, but better parking. I suppose, he thought, I shouldn't complain. The mile markers whipped by as Rachel goosed the accelerator on the old Chevy wagon.

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The doorbell rings and Sam goes to answer the door. When she opens the door, there he stands the sun glistening around him making him angelic. He smiles at her and enters the house. As he passes her she takes a deep breath savoring the scent of him. She catches herself watching him walk, scanning the muscular curves of his arms and the way his jeans enhance the tight ass that is beneath them.

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Kate had always been one of the guys. Not by design, it had just been one of those roles she fell into easily, since she had grown up with two brothers. Thus, it didn't strike her as unusual when Jason and Eric, who had been planning what they were calling "A Manly Camping Trip" casually asked one day if she'd like to tag along. "I don't know if I qualify for this trip, since I don't have a penis," she pointed out.

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Linda Fleury was already a legend at the University of Delaware. A petite cheerleader for the football team with golden blonde hair down to her pert little bubble butt, Linda was pretty much universally acclaimed as the "Best Cocksucker on Campus." The great irony was that no guy on campus could honestly claim to be the fortunate recipient of her talents.

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