It wasn't in the plan.
Donna and I had never actually thought about a real-life threesome using our strap-on. We talked about it lots, especially when we were in the middle of a fuck. It turned us both on. Our dirty talk focused on Donna's friend Heather, who was safely a continent away and whose previous play with us hadn't involved the strap-on.
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"And what about you, Ma'am, how do you like to be fucked?"
It's not a question you can ask every day, but....
They call it an expo, but really it's a junket - an unhealthy gathering of strong personalities swapping business cards, trading success stories and basically trying to out-pitch each other.
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Now that Vicki had been introduced to a number of sexual varieties and had passed with flying colors, Tyko and I thought that we should have a graduation party for her so that she could put her new found knowledge to practical use. After obtaining Helen & John’s permission, we called Larry & Ellie who have a beautiful, secluded home on Long Island and asked them if they would like to join the party and have it at their place the following Saturday night.
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Ingrid was a Swedish Au pair my Uncle and Aunt hired to look after my two young cousins for 12 months. She was very much a product of her country, blonde, blue eyed, leggy, pale skinned and with tits strained to explode from under the ultra-tight tops she liked to wear.
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Just to bring you up to date, I am Jessie Bustamonte. A few weeks ago I was caught plagiarizing by my Professor. In exchange for his 'overlooking' my crime, I have been his sexual toy for the last month. My first experiences with the Professor have all been on Saturdays. The first Saturday I was tied up in his back yard with a cone fitted around my neck and all the male guests who were there ejaculated into that cone.
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Lydia was my girlfriend for a couple of years. Our friend, Bridgette, had expressed interest in having a threesome on numerous occasions. I was definitely into that idea. I wasn't sure if Lydia was though. On this particular occasion (which turned out to be entirely Lydia's design) we were drinking wine and listening to Primus.
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Billy was skipping across campus, well not really skipping, guys don’t usually skip but he was walking so fast he gave the impression of skipping. As far as Billy was concerned he wouldn’t have called it skipping, he would considered it walking on air. It would have to be very warm air as his school is in the deep south and the cold just doesn’t seem to have the energy to go that far south. Billy is a sophmore, the name of the school is not important to our story.
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There's nothing quite like a good daydream to relieve the monotony of a boring situation. Gazing out the window on a sunny afternoon as the lecturer drones on interminably about the merits and pitfalls of higher order functions (or something equally uninteresting) my imagination sweeps me away to another place.
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He had noticed Sandra in the office building, once or twice. It would be difficult not to. She seemed to be all tits and ass, with a little brain. The kind Jeff hated. She looked like the sort of arrogant woman who expects all men to swoon at her feet just for a smile.
Jeff found himself in one of the elevators with her, and to his amazement she started a conversation.
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I have been seeing my boyfriend Billy for about 4 years now and it is no exaggeration when I say that we are just as much in love if not more as we were in the beginning. Billy is 35 years old, 5'11" with brown hair about shoulder length and gorgeous brown eyes. He has an average build, is very strong and just looking at his ass drives me wild.
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