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Why I let my friend fuck my new wife I will never understand. My name is Ryan and I had just married a girl I had dated for over two years. Her name was Barbie and the name fit her perfect. She was small and skinny weighing only 98 pounds when we married. She stood five foot four inches on her best day. She had small pert breasts with the most sensitive nipples I had ever seen on a woman. They also stood out when erect at least 3/8th to ½ an inch. If you pulled them and sucked them right she would have an orgasm from it.

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The hours were passing by as fast as molasses. James sat there listening to some underling drone on and on about the approaching conference. "So, if all goes well I'll be checking out that vista from that vacant 14th floor office, huh, Mr. Jeffers?" Edward stared into James' expressionless ocean-like eyes.

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He's sitting on the train, in a forwards facing seat, an uneventful trip as usual. It's not too crowded, he's managed to find a seat on his own, not having to press up against some old woman or smelly youth. There are several seats vacant in the train now as the journey continues. He casts an eye around the train, nobody of interest catches his eye so he returns to his book, trying to concentrate on it and getting lost in the music pumping through the earphones of his Ipod.

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It started with Sasha. I met her online in a chat room and we hit it off and have been having very sensual role playing scenarios and just hot erotic conversations about various aspects of sex ever since. She is an extremely sensual erotic woman and her descriptions of her body make my mind work overtime producing fantasies and images. After a while, I learned she had a roommate that was equally into role playing named Nikki.

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I was waiting at Sherry's house to put a plan I'd developed into effect. The tall, 26 year old brunette lived with her family but they were off to New York for the week. It was a four day holiday weekend and so no one would miss her, at least not for a few days. I'd first been attracted to her 40 inch chest and then to her long, slender legs. Now she wore a long, stylish skirt and a silk blouse as she entered the foyer.

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Fucking for Grades – Graded for Fucking Barbara stood in front of the bulletin board and searched for her student number. Sliding her finger down the print out, she found her number and her test score written beside it - 55. It was barely an improvement over her last score and she realized that she was going to flunk her course in humanities. A lot rode on this. She'd gone off to university with all of her friends after graduation and had a great time at school. Unfortunately, her priorities were parties and sororities and not studies.

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Things have been strained with my husband of thirteen years lately. I love him, but the sex had become so routine, boring...and infrequent. When he suggested that we go away for a weekend I was thrilled, and thought to myself that maybe we could talk about our troubles, and find a solution. We went to dinner, and then stopped at the bar in the hotel. I noticed a very handsome man sitting close by when we sat down, but being the faithful wife that I am, I just stole a few quick glances at him.

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My name is Bridget Smith and I'm from Chicago. I just turned twenty-nine a few months ago. I've been married to Jack for eleven years. Yes, we got married young. We have two children, ages eight and ten. After our second child was born I joined a health club to get my out of shape body back in shape. Now if I can say so myself, I'm back in pretty good shape. I'm 5'9", 128 pounds and my measurements are 36C-25-36.

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Julia felt Mark's cock slip smoothly into her wet pussy and arched her back in response to his thrusts. She wanted it deep in as far as it could go. His breathing quickened as he drove in and out. She could feel him reaching his climax. "No!" she cried. "Not yet. Keep going. I'm not finished. Keep going." It was no use. With one final thrust and a small cry, which was more an exhalation of breath, Mark came inside her, filling her cunt with his sperm.

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There's a financial newspaper on my desk and it says that Georgie Kalvos is dead. I'm half wishing he's doing a stint in hell and half hoping he's got plenty of good looking women down there to keep him company - yes, and an occasional bottle of ouzo to slake his thirst too. It's been many years since I last saw him and if I'm going to remember him I'll remember him as he was. A middle aged man with the smile of a boy, the build of a gorilla, the manners of a courtier and the morals of a shark.

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