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The theatre was dark with a single spotlight centered on the two figures on the stage. It was the final act, and Jayne realized with a start, that she had missed most of the dialogue that had passed between the actors. Instead, her focus had been on the slow rhythmic sound of Steve’s steady breathing and the warmth emanating from his closeness. The faint masculine scent of his body teased her and flooded her senses with intoxicating arousal.

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Jeremy pushed the button on the remote and the room went black. For a brief second he could still see the outline of Liz’s naked body before he had to rely on touch, not sight. He still could not believe how lucky he was to have someone as young and sexy as his wife of two years. He traced the curves of her body with experienced hands and yet each touch felt like the first.

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Chapter One: Introduction Over the past few years, I've met a lot of people online. Many of those people became fairly good friends even though we've never meet in person. A few became a part of my life offline as much as they were online.

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My name is John. Jenny (my wife) and I had taken several holidays in different U.S. cities enjoying each enormously but his year we decided that a road trip would be more interesting. I’d hired the car from the UK and we decided to drive the loop down the gulf coast of Florida and back up the Atlantic coast.

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"What should I wear?" Megha thought to herself then yelled across the hall to her roommate. "I can't decide what to wear?" "How naughty do you want to be tonight?" Naina replied form her room. "Typical!" Megha smiled to herself. Naina was always more outspoken than she had ever been, and that's what Megha loved about her roommate. The two had been friends for years and were more like sisters. At 23, Naina was a couple of years younger and what she lacked in age, she more than made up with her adventurous attitude.

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"So how long is Greg gone for?" Sally looked up as Renee, her roommate walked into the kitchen. "Until tomorrow night. He has lab on Friday so he has to come back." They were all students at Boston University. Greg's family, like her own, lived back in Connecticut. They usually went down to visit together but she had an exam and couldn't make the trip.

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I'm with a wonderful man, a man who encourages me to explore my sexuality and be proud of my body and my naughty, naughty imagination. I thought I was uninhibited before I met him, but he keeps pushing me to new levels of exhibitionism and experimentation, and I love him for it.

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I'm not much into the bar scene, especially in Vegas-- too many phonies. Besides, in a bar you can end up spending a lot of money on booze, and not even get any sex. Usually I prefer to go someplace where I know I'm going to get some. But for some reason I decided to go to the local leather bar-- more wannabes than real outlaws-- for their Sunday afternoon beer blast. Hey, five bucks-- it's a cheap drunk.

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A few years back my wife Carole and I were living in a mid-size Midwest college town, still struggling in our professions. We were both in our mid-30s, small house, no kids. Getting by fine but no extras. We were happy, our sex lives were phenomenal, bringing in thirds and couples from time to time and having a blast. Still, good luck wasn't coming our way. Then one December our luck changed.

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It was one of those beautiful late January days. You looked out the window and saw the azure sky dotted with a few small puffy white cumulus clouds and were deluded into believing that it was a warm summer day. It was the kind of day that makes me think of flying my nearly new hot air balloon up amongst the clouds, drifting along with those majestic cotton balls, a part of the sky.

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