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So the lesbian feelings, the desire for other women, the bisexuality or whatever. Is it still there? Yes it is, but as they say, it comes and goes. Sometimes I will go weeks without thinking about it and at others it is in my mind constantly. Occasionally as I masturbate Emma, Jane or Amanda will be in my mind or a vision of being in bed with Kylie Minogue, Sharon Stone or kdLang will suddenly come from nowhere.

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It has seemed a really good idea at the time. Bethany had always been like Emma's adopted kid sister. Her cousin had been born when Emma was twelve, and as a young teenager Emma had delighted in playing with the toddler. When Bethany had her first day at school, Emma had taken her little cousin to the gate, to give her the confidence that even her own mummy didn't seem to instil in her. (She'd made herself late for school).

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Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a stitch she was wearing, not even a blouse. She had made up her mind that she wanted to see the hot, sexy fat man that left all those wonderful presents under her tree every year. So she took a nice long bath and shaved her sexy body bare, paying special attention to her sweet pussy.

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I'm a relatively normal 25 year old guy, and the only thing "abnormal" about me is I have a panty fetish. It started when I was a teenager by playing with my mom's and sister's panties, but once I went off to college, I didn't hesitate to walk into a store and buy my own lingerie. Dresses and makeup were never my style, I didn't want to be a girl, I just wanted the silky feel of nylon panties on my cock.

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Part 1: The Wedding Night and Honeymoon I looked at my bride Kendra at the wedding reception. She looked so good in her wedding dress. Her shy smile could capture the heart of any guy. She had not had intercourse before. Technically, she wasn't a virgin, since she had let a guy finger her pussy once and it was painful for her.

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We arrive right on time. The hostess welcomes us and escorts us inside as the valet drives off in our vehicle. She leads us into the private waiting area and offers us drinks. After pouring the drinks, she explains that our driver will arrive shortly and then excuses herself. Just as we finish our drinks, the limo arrives at the dimly lit rear entrance. Our journey into the dark, mysterious world of blind eroticism has begun.

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From the moment Delia entered the room I could sense something different about her tonight. And what an entrance she made into the room! The door had flung wide open and she posed in the doorway with one arm raised up to the sill, her left hip provocatively angled to caress the wooden frame, her legs tall and lean in gleaming black boots and fishnets slightly spread so that I could see the faintest bulge in the wedge of her tiny, shiny black and rose panties.

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Until that time, I had been "mostly" heterosexual. To wit, barring my early life ones of "playing doctor", this one was the first man-to-man one I had until I was 23 years old. I had noticed that I took notice of porn pics/films/etc that included a man's cock. Two women going at each other just didn't seem to do it for me.

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Sara walked into the bar, she hadn't been in one in years. After her eyes adjusted to the smoky dimness, she found her way to the bar. There was one stool open between two men. She politely asked if the seat was taken and settled onto it after the guys looked at her dumbly. Now she remembered why she quit going to bars and sitting at the bar itself, the stools just didn't fit her ample ass comfortably.

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It was a very pleasant date, all in all. She was lovely and funny, and the curves beneath her dress made me very aware of the hopeful bulge in my jeans. She seemed shy, though, and I did not feel quite ready for 'the talk' just yet. Still, when she insisted I come in for a while, I humored her. That was my first mistake. My second was accepting the drink.

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