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It was a warm Saturday night, and as usual I had a house full of teenagers. I didn't mind, I loved their company, I don't think I ever grew up as most of the time I felt more relaxed hanging with them than I did my "grown up" friends. My teenage son was there, and his older sister, and her fiancé John, and a couple of their mates.

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Susan was sitting on the couch with her boyfriend Alex, drinking a couple of glasses of wine with Alex's friend Thomas. The radio playing in the background was only heard once in a while when a really good song caught the attention of the three in the living room. Otherwise, they were busy talking, telling funny stories, and jokes. Just having a good time, and enjoying each other's company.

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There I sat, on the airplane, flying home. For the first time in six years I was back. God! I'd missed this place. The flight from London was long and boring and I was too excited to sleep. Of course, I was still on London time, eight hours difference was going to be tough to get used to. I couldn't wait to see Jessica. We met in high school, she a lowly sophomore, and me the big senior on campus.

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I met this lovely woman in a bar; she was tall, blonde and well developed. She came over and chatted me up, now I am not tall and well developed so I wasn't sure why she did but I liked it. "Hi I am Dominique, you can call me Dom," she cooed, "and you are?" "Jamie." "Ah Jamie, nice to meet you darling very feminine name isn't it?"

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I sat in the stuffy, dusty attic staring at the picture of a young girl. She was a somewhat attractive girl, although, it was plain to see that she took no pains to enhance her appearance. There was a bare minimum of makeup visible. Her blonde hair was carefully brushed, but no attempt had been made to fashion it into any sort of style that would further highlight her best features. The only adornment that could be seen was a fine silver chain that looped around her delicate neck.

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I met her just after I graduated from high school. She was the younger sister of a good friend. I tried not to pay too much attention to her, as she was only fourteen at the time, but just between us, she was hot. Her name was Angie, and she hardly said two words to me, preferring to talk with her girl friends on the phone, or hide up in her room.

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He was getting close, and Lois showed no signs of stopping. She was riding his sodden shaft like she was riding a bucking bronco, except he lay utterly still. Her bouncing breasts drove him crazy. He wanted so much to explode right inside her, but he couldn't. "Stop, Lois." "Almost there. Just a little –"

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She felt a sharp tug on her dark hair from behind as her head was jerked back. The suddenness of it almost caused her to fall down. She was able to maintain her balance as her body was pulled back sharply until it hit the chest of the man behind her. Another hand reached around her. He roughly took her left breast in his big hand and squeezed it. Suzanne emitted a gasp as the pain and firm control he exerted over her was combined with an erotic jolt that sent tremors through her body.

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There was pussy, pussy everywhere, but not a cock to fuck. Not that I was complaining, encircled as I was by so many lusty young nymphs entangled together around me on the large, luxurious bed, writhing in a fleshy heap of shameless female fucking. Everywhere I looked were healthy bouncing boobies and firm willowy waists, pierced belly buttons glimmering with diamonds and gold...

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He came to semi-consciousness in the middle of the night, knowing from the softness of her lovely ass that she must have backed into him. He smiled vaguely, very pleased with the gesture. She had only been with him two weeks, and he had lived alone for nearly three years before that. Yet he had acclimated very quickly to her presence, partly because they had emailed and IMed on a daily basis for many months before that, and partly because she was everything she had led him to believe.

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