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"Shit Joe!" I snapped in angry embarrassment. "How many times do I have to remind you to put a rubber band on the doorknob!" "Oh wow!" my college roommate cried. "Sorry man!" "And must you always do it on the rug?" I complained. "Your bed it right there!" "I like the rug," he replied with a grin.

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Laurie sat her desk in the empty classroom attempting to get up the nerve to go through with it. Her online friend had dared her to do something naughty in her empty classroom. He wanted her to prove to him that she really was a daring, sexy lady. The thoughts of what he had dared her to do had been going through her mind all week. As she sat at her podium, or behind her desk, she had to keep crossing and uncrossing her legs.

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After a long and powerful lovemaking session, my girlfriend and I relaxed together in a hot bath, the strawberry-scented bubbles combining with the few flickering candles to further enhance the romantic atmosphere as Holly leaned back against my chest. I lovingly balanced her breasts in my hands, enjoying the feel of her hands caressing my thighs.

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I put the finishing touches on my makeup and step back to get a good look at myself in the hotel bathroom mirror. "Not too bad..." I say, smiling at my reflection. "This oughta get somebody's attention." I step out of the bathroom. You're standing by the window, your back to me, wearing only your boxers. "Well, what do ya think?" I ask. You turn to look at me and a broad grin comes to your handsome face.

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There I was, a 35 year old 'Mrs. Robinson' sitting amidst a table full of young 20-somethings. They were all men, except for the friend who had invited me, Tabitha. We had been invited to join their table at Ernie's Pub. So, far off into the corner we trotted with our drinks. The conversations were plentiful though uninteresting. At one end of the table, a couple of guys discussed calling their 'girls' and heading home for the night.

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I can't believe I'm the only guy who loves his wife, fancies his wife and desires his wife so much, he wants someone else to fuck her. Some guys might understand what I'm saying and others might think I'm making excuses for the fact that I can't possibly love her if I have thoughts such as these. The thoughts would have remained fantasies as my wife, Ellie, would never have entertained the thought of going with another man.

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Every once in awhile I'll enter one of those contests you see in a store or in a magazine. You know the kind, the ones basically designed to entice you into entering just so they can get your phone number or email address and hound you to death with sales offers. I happened to be shopping for groceries on a cold, snowy, January evening when I spotted the advertisement box for one of these contests.

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"Where the hell is he?" Zil muttered to herself as she looked around the crowded bar for her friend John. He'd been gone for ages, last seen fighting his way through the tightly packed throng ten minutes ago to get them both another drink, and still not yet returned. Zil sighed, and swivelled around on her stool looking at the people about her all laughing and chatting loudly. It was fun just watching people, like being a fly on the wall.

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My life was not exactly where I wanted it. I am at the financial peak of my life, but my sex life is sadly starved. My name is Elaine and I have a problem, no one wants me sexually. Some men do say they would love to, but they back out when they find out how strong I am. I am a twenty eight year old woman with red hair and blue eyes. I take pride in my body and work out five days a week and do yoga everyday.

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Ezmerelda and Dan were in the same college, were in the same advanced chemistry class, and were even in the same study group of ten students preparing for the midterm final. But they had never actually spoken or interacted with each other, up until the incident at that study group review session, the incident which later became known as the C30H54N2Cl stable compound debate.

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