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Karen glanced at the clock, frowned, and realized she had probably missed the director of accounting by fifteen minutes. It was 6:45 in the evening, she was hungry and stressed, and this folder of papers was promised to be on his desk before he left the building. She picked up her phone and dialed the extension of his assistant. Three rings ... four ... voicemail. No one there. She pushed the handset hard into the plastic cradle in frustration, slid her feet back into her high-heeled shoes beneath the broad oak desk and pushed up from her tall, black leather seat.

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I call you at work as soon as I get my mail, excited by the package that has arrived on my doorstep this morning- our new toy! Shopping for the perfect strap-on was harder than I had anticipated, so many choices, reader reviews and it's not like I could try one on first to see how it felt. Well, we were both going to see how it feels tonight! "Baby, do you feel like having your wildest fantasy come true tonight?" I purr into the receiver when I hear your voice, all serious as you answer the phone.

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Retirement has many compensations! The opportunity to take holidays at any time I fancy is one I rate highly. This is the story about a recent enjoyable break. I recently spent Christmas away in a lovely city centre hotel in Bath in the English West Country. What a beautiful town, relaxing, full of history and incredibly photogenic! On Boxing Day I took my camera out to enjoy this photogenic place. When I returned to the warmth of the hotel I witnessed an unusual confrontation at the reception desk.

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Jennifer awoke that next morning to the most incredible sensation she had ever felt! She looked down to see Robin wallowing between her legs under the covers, her tongue bathing Jen's cunt with her warm wet touch. As Jen screamed a little sigh Robin popped her head out from under the covers and smiled at her with wet creamy lips.

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"I think you girls should go topless. After all, we guys do it all the time," I joked to my friends Carmen and Tracy. The three of us and my good buddy Dave were relaxing in our cabin's hot tub after a long day of skiing. "Sounds good to me!" Dave agreed eagerly.

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I had never considered that my wife and I could be called swingers, but I suppose that whatever you call it that is what we had just done. I had just watched my best friend shave my wife’s cunt whilst his wife sucked my cock. Swiftly followed by fucking and sucking all round. All four of us were, I think, slightly stunned at what had just occurred. This was the first time any of us had fucked anyone other than our spouses since we were married.

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I was about to turn thirty when this started. I had just split up with my girlfriend of six months pretty acrimoniously as I had found out that she was cheating on me. Unhappy with life I plunged into despair until I came across a BDSM site on the internet that took my interest . I had always been turned on and intrigued by the lifestyle and was in no doubt that I was submissive by nature as I was always getting used and taken advantage of.

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It is a picture postcard night on the deserted beach, and I am the insomniac drifting in its midst. There is no real reason why I can’t sleep – I am just another restless soul in search of moonlight and some sea air. By day, I am a doctor. My hours are spent putting other lives before my own, offering hope to the hopeless and performing the miracles of modern medicine on a daily basis.

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“Fuck!” I said, stomping on the brakes and bringing us down from 80 mph to 15 real quick. “Of course, why wouldn’t there be a fucking traffic jam on a Sunday night?” Neither Katie nor Gina replied as I slammed my fist on the steering wheel and brought us to a complete stop. All four lanes were backed up for as far as the eye could see, and I knew that we weren’t going to be moving anytime soon.

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I had graduated and ventured out into that scary void known to college students as "the real world." My reaction was similar to others in my situation: "Now what?" After pondering this question for a good amount of time, I realized that six months had gone by and I was still working at one of the campus bookstores, promoted from temp to shipping clerk. Eventually, I realized that it had almost been a year and I still didn't have an answer.

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