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What to write about? What to write about I mused to myself, my mind momentarily blank. Glancing through the pages and pages of stories in Literotica you could be forgiven for thinking that just about every topic for a story had already been used. I sat back in the chair pondering on possible story themes and as I did I started thinking about my life so far.

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For quite some time Dave and I had been talking about becoming involved as a threesome, with a stranger while on holiday, but the little green eyed god of jealousy had been holding him back. Not so much that he wouldn't have gone with another woman behind my back, but he was finding it difficult to relate to my having sex with another man and being open and matter of fact about it.

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I never set out to cheat on my wife, but somehow, maybe the drink, maybe all the sexual innuendos etc., had just been too much for me. Where do I begin? I had been working in the hospitality industry for nine years, and 4 years ago I changed jobs and took up a position as the Assistant Manager of a large club.

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Miss Annabelle Nella was a high school teacher who really enjoyed her job and loved teaching her senior class. It was, for her, great to give all the students one last piece of education before sending them off to college, where many she hoped, would make something of themselves and enter the real world off to a great start.

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Ahh, the first time is always so sweet, so special, so exciting. You may have certain expectations but you don't know for sure what will actually happen. It may be a new person or a new experience. In this case it was both, and more. Mai was ready for this new experience. Something she'd fantasized about for quite a while, even before we met.

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Its been the team Christmas do and I am all dressed up....heels, sleeveless black dress, cleavage. All evening I have been trying to concentrate on having a good time with everyone, but my mind keeps wandering to what's coming up, and my face is flushed with excitement along with several glasses of white wine.

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It had been nearly two years since I lost my wife to a drunk driver. Dating at twenty is a bitch, dating at fifty... well, let's not go there. I had a lot of friends, and that helped, but to be honest, porn and hand jobs were no replacement for the twice a week sex I was used to for the last twenty five years. As I said, dating at fifty is a bitch, there aren't too many choices in a small town, even a college town like the one where I teach.

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The first time I was with another couple was in California. I worked at night as a musician, spent days running, biking, practicing. Occasionally I'd pick up a movie at the local adult store. Adult store patrons are the same the world over: middle-aged married men, rendezvous-ing gay men, horny twenty-year-old gotta-get-off-NOW men (that was me). Drunks and druggies of all shapes and sizes. A prostitute or two. And the occasional nervous couple.

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Naked forms, barely visible, played in the shadows around Darkling Prince. He strode through the town, and laughed at the mortals cowering inside. Halloween, Samhain, whatever they called it in this time, in this place, was when evil spirits roamed the worlds. Darkling roamed, as evil as he needed to be. Far off in the fields, a bonfire raged. Hm, time for some fun, then.

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It was six years ago that Mary and I got back together. Strange how things happen, we had known one another some thirty years earlier. As a matter of fact back then I was her first, and we had some great sex together. Well, what at the age of twenty you think is great sex until you get older then learn what good sex really is. There was three years between us, she was still in high school and my draft number was real low, so I enlisted in the Air Force.

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