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Any time of change in one's life can be scary as well as exciting. Ron Matthews thought of this has he sat in his assigned chair on the football field, preparing to walk across the stage and receive his high school diploma. His father had always told him not to be afraid of the future but to embrace it. Still, it was going to be difficult going from an eighteen year old high school senior and all-star basketball player at Northville High School to an unknown freshman at Mid-State University.

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My name is – well, what difference does it make what my name is? I mean, you don't care about me. You're probably more interested in my little adventure and, if that's the case, you're one sick son of a bitch. But, okay, here goes. Oh, hell, I don't care if you want to know or not. I'm going to give you a little background about me anyway. If you don't like, go screw yourself.

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It was a Thursday morning. I had just gotten to the office, my cubicle was on the south side of the third floor. I booted up my computer, got some coffee, and sat down to catch up on the daily slew of emails that waited for me when I arrived. I had a busy day of meetings and I had been up late the night before, so I was braced for a long day.

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I was lying on my stomach recovering from a massive orgasm with Seamus' huge fat cock buried up my snatch. I could feel his cock pulsing and throbbing. I had just finished being driven through my second orgasm. The first one was almost simultaneous – I had started coming first and was writhing and screaming when Seamus, riding me hard, fired his load up my snatch. We rested a bit with his cock buried up my snatch until he was ready for another go around;

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Becky Freeman couldn't believe her luck. Here she was, an eighteen-year-old girl visiting a sorority house at the college she planned on attending in the fall, stuck sitting bored on a couch instead of exploring campus or checking out any of the weekend parties. As part of the school's orientation program she was paired up with one of the current students as a chaperone of sorts.

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Like most women, I was never entirely satisfied with my appearance. I had always wanted bigger breasts - not huge, but... bigger. C cup. Maybe a D. And while I wasn't exactly 'fat', I had always been envious of slender women with narrow waists. So waking to find that, in addition to not being dead, I was possessed of a beautifully curved body was, well, something of a silver lining. I was black all over. Glossy. Like a life-size fetish doll. But like a child's doll, I had no nipples, and not even a suggestion of a pussy or an ass. I had no fingernails, no toenails, no hair.

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Dusk was turning into night as Beth Wilson approached the driveway to her detached garage. She smiled. She'd been smiling a lot lately; at least over the past 6 days since "The Night" with Bob. "I can't believe it's been less than a week since I discovered Nancy and Louise in bed with Bob," she thought. That discovery led to a fantastic night of sex between Beth, her daughter Nancy, Nancy's best friend Louise, and Bob. Oh, God, BOB!

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This is for all my fans out there who just love my vision of blow jobs! * Jamie zipped his bag shut with a flourish, "There! All packed." Lisa, who had been watching him with her hands on her hips said, "That can't possibly be all your taking! You're going for 3 nights!" She walked over to his dresser and began pulling out socks and underwear.

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Our next escapade is a perfect example of how (a) some couples should never even consider swapping partners, (b) how communication is the key to a happy sex life, and (c) how some people who have fairly dull sex lives are just waiting for something unusual to show their true colours. It all worked out really well for me & Francis, but proved almost disastrous for our friends Joey & Kim.

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A few months ago, I had my friend Alex over to help me break in a couple of slaves. He is a big, sensual Dom who, although he can be very rough, can also be very gentle. As we enjoyed our slut-girls, he made it somewhat clear that he wanted to use me as a sub sometime. I felt strangely drawn to him and couldn't stop thinking about his offer. He really turned me on and thoughts of being bound and made to service him constantly haunted my thoughts and dreams.

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