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We left the car by the side of the country road and headed off towards the forest by the familiar path beaten into the earth. Tall summer grass paraded beside us as we neared the edge of the woods. Wrens, finches, robins and red-wing black birds played all around us while crickets sawed their legs together. The pillowy clouds were a little grey, and light rain was forecasted, but it was too perfect a day to let go to waste because of a forecast.

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I have wrote this as non true story although there are some of my own personal experiences mixed into it. * I was 19 and living with my parents and was going through this phase of feeling I wanted to try sex with a guy, it had all started when a friend had lent me a video with some porn stuff on it and right at the end was about 15 minutes of gay porn with these two guys sucking and fucking each other and I could not believe how horny it made me as I watched it .

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Class. Math class. So boring. Who would have thought that I'd have to pay fucking $20 grand a year to take shit I hoped I'd never see after high school? No one said, "Hey Susan, when you get into college, you're gonna spend the first two years taking shitty ass math courses and doing trigonometry problems just for shits and giggles. Enjoy university!" Why the fuck not, I ask? I'd have blown this shit off so fast, I'd be-

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Jamie was dropped off by her husband, Mark, at the dentist that morning for her surgery. "I'll pick you up in a few hours," he told her as she climbed out of the car. She nodded and blew him a kiss, then closed the door and headed into the low brick building where her dentist office was located. In the lobby she gave the receptionist her name and sat down with a magazine to wait.

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It was a hot summer day when Eric suggested they go out for a good meal and maybe dancing. Paula loved to dance, she could shake her ass better than most and had a ass most like to watch being shaken. With her long blonde hair and large breast she could still turn heads. She looked through her closet and found the little black sun dress she knew would show off her body and would make her man horny as hell.

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The smell of lilacs permeated the air as MaryBeth strolled out onto her veranda with her morning coffee. MaryBeth was a long lean golden drink of southern womanhood. She was at almost fifty a tribute to good breeding, good habits, and a great plastic surgeon. Newly divorced her libido frequently got the most of her. Today was no exception.

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After a long restful night's sleep in the arms of Salina and Maria, Brigette retreated to her arch room to prepare for the day with her new gift, a wooden cock. Her loving teachers admonished her to practice her poetry and calligraphy by composing around the topic of her first true sexual experience with them the previous night as well as use her new gift. They then retreated to their own chambers to handle their individual morning oblations.

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I was so damn glad to be home. Work had sucked all fucking week long, and I was looking forward to a weekend of not really doing much of anything. If the wife pulled out her "to do" list, I'd simply refuse and deal with whatever repercussions I had to. At the moment, my sole plan was to get inside, put on some comfortable clothes, grab a beer and take root in front of the TV.

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Long ago, before anyone's grandfather could remember, there had been a war, between wolves and men. The wolves won, not only because they were stronger, faster, and more cunning, but because they did not betray their own kind, as did the men. After the war, a peace was settled, so that man and wolf might live in unity, but only a wolf was allowed to hold the throne, because humans were easily corrupted, and could not be trusted with government.

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I always enjoyed my time at church as a young man, not for all the Stuff I was attempted to be taught, but for the girls. Who ever said Good girls don't, did not go to the church I went too. I got more girls there than I ever did all during High School. Every Wednesday evening I would take a girl or two home after stopping for a malt or sex, whichever we felt like at the time.

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