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Wearing nothing except a fur coat, Cassie walked into the bedroom. Brian was tied spread-eagled to the bed. The excitement in his eyes was matched only by the rock hard erection that he was displaying. This was his fantasy. For their anniversary they had decided to give each other their chosen sexual fantasy. Brian had always longed to try bondage, and he had at last been brave enough to suggest it.

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It was nine o'clock and I had just gotten out of the shower when my cell phone rang. I saw that it was my friend, Brent, and answered, "Yo, Kimosabe. What's up?" "Man, get your ass down to the club! I have two freaky ass chicks on the line and I need your help!" Now, the last time Brent called me about his super finds, it was disastrous. So, I was very cautious when I responded, "Dude, I haven't forgotten the last time......." I never got a chance to say any more when he interrupted me.

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"You don't think I'm a slut now, do you?" She asked, looking up from the picture. With her bright green hair and the sour-apple sucker in her mouth, she looked like a character from a bad anime. I couldn't help but wonder why she had shown me the pictures. Was there....? She nudged me with her hip and brought me out of my musing. "Well, do you?" She asked. "No....no honey. I don't think you are a slut." I said, shocking myself at how smooth and even my voice was.

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The red-headed man blew the whistle around his neck, and everyone's attention turned to him. He was balding and bearded, and a little overweight, but his bright blue eyes twinkled merrily. Other than the whistle, he was wearing only a pair of tennis shoes, and he carried a clipboard. "OK, then! The teams are assembled, let the games begin. We who are about to cum salute you! The first event is the wheel-barrow race.

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I am a 32 y/o white male, single, living in Sacramento, California. Every since I was a teenager, I've had a thing for older women. I had my first sexual experience with an older woman when I was 19. She was 45. I've been hooked ever since. Although I date several women my own age, I always seem to have an older girl friend as well. About 6 months ago, I moved into a new apartment, and I got the opportunity to really indulge myself in this regard. Let me explain.

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Recently, my girlfriend had broken up with me, and I wasn't dealing with it very well; I wasn't even interested in sex – I just wanted sex with my ex. Some friends of mine tried to help, and they used my email account to set up an 'personals' ad on Craigslist, and needless to say, I was kind of confused when I started getting emails from people wanting to hook up. They finally confessed, and said that they had picked out a "date" for me, but I wasn't sure I was ready yet.

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It was her day. The trip to Boston without our kids was my idea, and after checking into a luxury hotel and putting a nice bottle of wine in the refrigerator, I spent the entire first day in the city with Kara, my wife, letting her shop to her heart's content. This delighted her to no end, as our little town doesn't have the shops and selection of a major city. She loved the attention I paid to her and the time I allowed for her to shop with no pressure to hurry it along. In short, she was in a great mood by the time the afternoon concluded.

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"Do you want another drink?" "No thanks man," I answered with a dismissive wave of my hand. "I think I'm done for the night." "Oh come on!" Ryan goaded. "Don't be a pussy!" I just laughed and shook my head at my friend's persistence. "Fine," I responded in resolution. "But only if Kate has one too." Ryan cocked his head in the direction of his girlfriend who was seated on the couch beside me, her legs pulled up under her body. His expression revealed his desire for all three of us to continue our night of drinking.

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My girlfriend and I had talked a lot about our fantasies together, especially during sex. One theme we brought up a lot was the idea of a threesome... she was more comfortable and receptive to having a guy join us, and we focused on that. We would incorporate a lot of dirty talk in the bedroom... she'd describe what she wanted to do to "him", or I'd ask her what she wanted us both to do. It grew over time and obviously turned us both on.

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After what felt like an eternity of waiting, the door of Michelle's bedroom creaked open just enough for my short brunette girlfriend to stick most of her head out while one small hand wrapped around the door. Her shoulder-length medium-brown hair fell forward as her piercing eyes peered right at me as she mustered up the nerve to step out, her mouth obscured by the door and her hand. The only other things I could see in that moment were her toes as they protruded through the front of deep-blue shoes that I could tell were high heels.

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