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Tanya knocked on the door, waiting for Erica to answer. She had butterflies in her stomach as she heard the footsteps coming closer to the door. She wasn't sure if she could, or should continue with the thing she had come here for. Erica was a lesbian, and Tanya had come here for sex. Erica had been working with Rick for six weeks. He suspected she was at least bisexual, if not fully lesbian.

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I hired her solely on her looks, I'm not even going to begin to pretend there was any other real reason. She was midwest-innocence, sex-on-a-stick, dumb as a brick, yet sweet as a farmer's daughter, all wrapped in one. Nikki Lacy was her name. I couldn't make it up if I scanned the strip club advertisements in the newspaper and looked for the stage name of tonight's featured pole dancer.

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My Husband It really is amazing how many secrets married people can keep from one another. I'm not talking about small stuff either, huge life altering secrets can be kept from loved ones with relative ease. I can't help but laugh at the countless husbands and wives who sternly insist that they know everything there is to know about their partner. Usually, those that are the most confident in the marriages are the ones who are slapped with the biggest jaw dropping revelations of them all.

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Jill took a sip of her club soda and let her eyes gaze around the room, stopping occasionally when someone caught her interest. She still wasn't sure what she was supposed to be looking for and leaned closer to Lori to be heard above the music. "How about the blonde over by the bar?" she shouted in to Lori's ear. Lori shook her head and leaned closer to Jill's ear. "No, I don't think so. Seems more interested in the guy action. She's probably not a hotel quest. See the jacket on her chair?"

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Mary's sister, Lucy, came to stay with them for a few days. They were a quiet couple, married, in their early thirties, childless. Lucy was twenty four, and stunning. Mary, too, was good looking, but Lucy was stunning. Oliver drooled with lust when she was around; Mary humoured him, well aware that it was pointless to sulk or berate him for his insensitivity.

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When I got home from work, I knew I had to hurry. My wife Wendy and I, were going to my employers Halloween costume party. The party was being held at a very nice hotel that was far across town. I work for a large electronics firm and knew that they could certainly afford to throw a big party for everyone. Wendy was already dressed in her costume, when I got home. She looked really sexy. She was dressed as "Elvira".

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It's amazing how hard it is to think logically when you're horny. I had the house to myself for the entire morning, a rarity anymore, and I was finally able to spend plenty of time in front of the computer searching my favorite porn sites. On a day like this, when I know my wife will be gone for hours and there is no chance of being disturbed, I like to take my time with things. I grab my lube, strip down and watch video after video, browse through stories, look at pictures, and try to make my pleasure last as long as possible.

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It hadn't been one of those messy breakups that you hear about on soaps, or in woman's magazines, actually after 20 years of marriage we had just grown apart. It was a gradual thing, slowly over the years I had changed but my husband didn't want to change with me. I found as I entered my 30s that I wanted to try things, open my mind to new ideas, experiment and live a little. I felt that now our son was no longer a baby and he wasn't so dependant on me that I could think about myself for a change, do things that I wanted to do.

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Sleeping beauty was a dream cum true! But she was his daughter. She was Sleeping Beauty; she was a dream cum true. She was my daughter. I of course knew she was a gorgeous and sensuous woman, just like her mother had been when we were first married. But she was not her mom's uptight restrained girl; she was her daddy's libertine libido in feminine form.

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My eleventh grade English teacher was a short, full figured woman of 23 in her first year as a full fledged teacher. She had a classic hour glass figure, huge tits and a very full butt with wider than average hips. She was not the type that I was attracted to. I liked 'em tall, lean and hard. Interestingly, her waist was tiny.

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