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Charlie sighed and put her coffee cup in the sink. She hated these long, boring days....waiting and waiting for 5'o'clock to roll around. Then her husband would come home, greasy and hot from a long day at work. The thought of him working away under some hotrod made her tingle slightly. She bit her lip as hot, steamy thoughts of her mechanic husband sifted through her mind. She glanced at the clock, 4:45pm. Just another 15 minutes and he'd be coming home.

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We'd talked about this early on in our relationship. But that was maybe 10 years ago at best. Back when we were both young and really adventurous, especially where sex was concerned. It hadn't come up in conversation in a long time. It had suddenly made an appearance again late one night when we were sitting on the couch relaxing after a long day at work for both of us. There we sat, leaning back against the couch, facing one another, a wine glass in my hand and a beer in his.

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Spicy... Unlike many people who get very stressed about travel, I have a somewhat philosophical attitude. Generally the type of travel that I do doesn't involve crawling under barbed wire, having to bribe officials, or having anyone shoot at me. And so I treat delays as minor inconveniences at worst, and opportunities for engaging with people I otherwise wouldn't at best. So an unanticipated overnight stay in a Heathrow hotel due to a cancelled flight, along with a whole lot of other stranded passengers, has left me sitting at the bar, wondering what the night has in store for me.

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It was a freezing cold day. The three girls hurried along to Ashleigh's house, they had been sent home from school early as the heating had broken down and the classrooms were like freezers. They had chosen Ashleigh's house, as they knew that it would be empty and that there would be plenty of alcohol there. By the time they reached the front door, they were all shivering like mad; their nipples were hard and pressed against their school shirts.

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Trillions is where you go to get laid. It's not a private club, but you do have to look a certain way to get through the door. Well-groomed, is perhaps the most polite way to phrase it. I flatter myself that I do try and take care of my looks. While photographing models I've picked up a few hints and tips, and I'm not too modest to say that I've been mistaken for one of them on occasion. For your benefit, I'm five-seven tall in bare feet, trim figure, 34C bust, with shortish blonde hair. My eyes are clear blue, and I have very full, soft lips, or so I've been told.

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It was a slower than average Sunday morning at the restaurant and pub I own in an historic town close to Washington, DC. As is my usual custom I repaired to my office and began checking my mailbox at the various swinger sites to which I subscribe. I was elated to see a response from a local couple I had sent an introduction to and, as luck would have it, the male half was online.

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I admit it. I always wondered. Even before my first experience I thought about it more than once. Even though I thought about it I still tried to deny my desires, especially publicly. All guys have thought about it at one point or another. Many guys desire it but won't admit it. Only a few are strong enough to admit it and pursue it.

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From early in our marriage, my wife Tracey and I have shared our sexual fantasies with each other, and, whenever possible, we've tried to incorporate our fantasies into our sex life together. One of our favorite fantasies has to do with Group Sex -- swinging, swapping, threesomes, orgies, and the like.

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When Rachel had arrived in Paris, she had never imagined she would end up here. But here she was, in a strange woman's house waiting for her first threesome. Jason looked down at her and smiled. She smiled back, albeit a little tentatively. She had met Jason in the train station and had gone home with him the first night she was here. She couldn't imagine ever doing that back home. This trip though was so she could get away from who she was.

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Ed Friar wasn't surprised to discover his son Nicholas waiting outside the front door of his flat when he got home from work -- Nick had arranged weeks before to stay that night, as he was going to a party near where his father lived -- and nor was he surprised to find that Nicholas had a girl with him -- Nick had said something about that in advance, too. What left Ed bemused was that the first thing he saw of either of the two visitors was the girl's nearly naked bottom.

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