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Melissa's mom married my dad when she was 11, and I was 19, I was renting a suite in their (my parents) house, so we kind of grew up together. While we had our share of quarrels, we also developed a really good friendship. When ever she had a question about life or what to do about something as she was growing up, she always came to me. I think it was because I was always really straight forward with her. I didn't dress anything up and told her the facts straight out.

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My daughter gave me a special birthday present last year. I guess I'd been complaining to her a lot about how stressed out I'd been with my job, so she gave me a gift certificate for a massage. When I opened the card and saw what it was, I gave Erin a big hug and thanked her.

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My secretary, Gail, is an energetic woman and drop dead sexy. I hired her for her abilities and her looks. At thirty-seven years old, she radiates sex. The mother of three boys, she was married, at the time, to a husband with a reputation for drug abuse. She preferred blouses that showed off her large, firm tits. We loved it, but the partners were afraid of the image it set for the clients. So sadly, we asked her to cover them up.

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I entered the room cautiously. I was still not sure what I was getting into. Two weeks earlier I had replied to an on-line ad. Some guy had posted a picture of a fairly sexy looking 30-something woman with the tag line, "I want to watch you fuck my wife." I clicked on the tag for details, not really expecting anything to come from it. I read the rest of the ad and found the idea of fucking a sexy stranger with an audience exciting, but I was apprehensive about the audience being her husband. I was also concerned that it could just be some sick fuck trolling for victims.

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Wow! What a weekend! I just got up from bed where I was considering whether or not to write to Literotica.com in order to relay this story to you. At this point, I'm not really sure if I'm going to do it or not, so if you're reading this, I either did or you've figured out my password. If you can't tell, I'm in a great mood! What 40-year-old guy wouldn't be after a weekend like I just had? I guess that I should give you an idea of what I'm talking about before I go into the details.

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Lisa was nervous. Her last test had come back with a multitude of red marks all over it and a big fat F in the corner. If she failed her algebra class, she would have to go on academic probation, and her GPA might even lower enough that she would lose her scholarship and have to drop out - she couldn't afford the college's exorbitant fees without help, and her parents didn't have any money to pay toward her tuition. She shuffled from foot to foot, dancing nervously on the spot outside her professor's office, waiting for him to invite her inside.

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Five o'clock. Finally - she had begun to think the day was going to last forever. With several quick keystrokes Valerie signed off on the computer on her desk. As the machine powered itself down and the soft hum of the processor seized, the phone rang. She glared at it. It was five o'clock on a Friday afternoon, for crying out loud! What was so urgent that it couldn't wait until Monday? If it were that pesky Mr. Mackey again...

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Ah my beautiful slave, Here we are – one of our favorite places – you astride the workout bench dressed in your tight black corset – breasts pushed up for my pleasure – nipples with their clamps on – pretty gold chain dangling between them with your clit clamp and chain attached to your nipple chain.

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Professor Angela O'Neil removed her glasses to rub tiredly at her eyes. Continuing a ritual she had already completed many times this afternoon, she turned her head to glance out the tiny window. It was fully dark now, the only light coming from the campus lights reflecting off the thick blanket of snow. Dark and dreary when she arrived in the morning, dark and dreary when she finally left for the day. Much as she hated to admit it, Winter was beginning to wear on her.

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The day my wife asked me about her using a strap on kind of got my attention and not really in a great way. Like most guys the thought of something like that just never entered my head. I asked her where she got the idea thinking it was the HBO series Real sex but she just told me it was something she had thought about from time to time. I think back on it and I realize she was testing the waters. She would often grab my but while I was shaving in the morning or sometimes slide a finger between my cheeks making me jump a bit in surprise.

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