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I had been looking forward to Coachella for months. 3 days of music, arts en drinking. I was going with my girlfriend and a group of her girlfriends. The group consisted me, Charles, Eve, my girlfriend, Rose and Charlene, her hippie friends, and Claire and Anne, her best friends from college. Even though I really wanted to go to Coachella, I had my doubts about going with an all-girl group.

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Who was Betty & why did she think I was her prey? Earlier that night a woman in glasses came down to my end of the bar to buy some smokes from the machine -- I watched her out of the corner of my eye. I could tell she knew I was watching her because she studiedly refused to glance my way.

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'Can I cum on your face?' That was where it all started I think, I was 18 and Greg was my first boyfriend. We had been sleeping together for a few months and it was all 'quite nice', all very so-so. Probably it was a bit like most first relationships between two virgins, you are both pretty clueless.

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"Yes! Yes! Give it to me!" Melanie Taylor urged the man sprawled on top of her as he drove his cock in and out of her pussy. "Make me come! Make me come!" Jeff Hood was in no hurry to reach that point, admirable though it was. To do what she wanted, he would have to keep fucking Mellie until she was close to an orgasm and he was also ready to come. Then, at the right instant, he would yank his cock from her pussy and finish by stroking it with his hand until he sprayed his semen on her face.

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She ran down the stairs and out into the sunshine. He was waiting for her in the car but he just smiled. It was a little test just to reassure her that he truly loved her, which was testified to by his patience. She felt so lucky. He was good looking and was very caring and considerate. She felt he was a good catch. He had his own business, a small restaurant in a good location and it was doing well, and he seemed ready to settle down with her.

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She came every week like clockwork. She always came in on the same day, same time and used the same confessional with the same priest to absolve her of her sins. It was like torture to him. He would pray every week after she left and learned that praying before he knew she would come, that it would give him strength and the power to resist the impure thoughts. To resist...her.

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I pouted as I watched Melanie type away on her laptop. She was so sexy when she was working. She had on her black pajama bottoms and a black sports bra. Her hair was up in a ponytail, and her face wore an expression of concentration. She was an advertising executive at the firm she worked at, and she had to close a deal with some big shoe chain. All of the details were a bit lost on me since I never cared much for business, but she loves it.

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My eyes open hesitantly - struggling to adjust to the early morning sun filtering in through the bedroom curtains. I let out a small groan as I reached across the nightstand at the side of the bed in an effort to turn the alarm clock in my direction so that I could see what time it was. I froze in mid-reach when my mind finally processed the fact that I was completely naked and in somebody else's bedroom. It came rushing back to me in a hurry why nearly every muscle in my body was protesting with my every movement. I slowly turned my head, hoping that it had all been a fevered dream.

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The last week has been incredible. The radio station I work at has a Mexican secretary that I've been fantasizing about since I met her. Her brunette hair flows past her shoulders, she has big brown eyes and full red lips, large breasts and a perfect ass, sleek legs and silky soft brown skin. Her body screams, "Fuck me!" And for the last week, I have. I found out that Joann was embezzling from the company and have been able to use that along with a video of us fucking to keep pounding her whenever I want.

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It was tradition among our friends to camp out in Jake's backyard at least once every summer. Jake had a giant tent, with three rooms and two closets. The first time we ever set it up it took us two hours. Working under the hot summer sun, joking and sweating, we were confident and untouchable. We were seniors this year, nearing maturity, working out every chance we had. Needless to say, we were very in shape.

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