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Now Stan, I should perhaps mention, is a bit older than me and of a build that most folks would just call skinny. But that beauty that he hosts between his legs is without a doubt the fattest part of his body. It is long, thick and when fully aroused, a state I take such joy in bringing about, stands proudly straight out with a graceful upward bend. It is really a thing of beauty.

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The concert had already finished half an hour ago and I was trying to get a cab but all my attempts were without affect. Thus, I decided to go home on foot. I always enjoyed walking in the empty streets of the city. It was a cool summer night; I was dressed lightly, just a red shirt and a pair of blue jeans.

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I work around men all day, not suit and tie types, but mechanics, truck drivers and factory workers. The blue collar type, with dirty hands and muscles hardened from hard work, really get me hot. I am one of the few women in sales to call on these types of customers, so naturally I draw a lot of attention when I walk in the shop. It doesn't hurt that I am a tall, attractive redhead with 40DDD breasts.

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She should have been cold. The StealthSuit she wore was microns thin. She felt like she was naked and covered in a dusting of black powder. The Techs bragged that light slid off of the suit like water off a duck. The black body stocking was so sheer and felt so insubstantial that Natasha felt naked and exposed.

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In 1969... I was young, dumb and full of cum, like most other 18 year old boys. At that time, although I was old enough to smoke, drink and get drafted, I was still a boy in the most important sense, as I was a virgin. How did a guy stay a virgin back in that era, when "free love" was the catch phrase and it seemed like everybody was having sex on a daily basis?

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My wife, Ellen 36 and I 39 had wanted to expand our sexual horizons by opening up our bedroom to include another man on a few occasions. These new horizons began as fantasies, and our interests grew as each fantasy we held onto for so long was realized in one way or another. First watching Ellen with another man. Second having Ellen pick up a stranger and bringing to our hotel room. Third joining Ellen and a lover and cleaning her up after they had made love.

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My best friend Lara arranged a double blind date for us. We were meeting for drinks at some ultra trendy bar and then if all went well we would head over to an equally trendy club. I was all for it until I found out that the dates were made over the Internet. No photos were exchanged, no phone conversation has occurred. I was pissed at Lara. Our safety was in jeopardy because she had not had the foresight to check up on the guys.

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I had read a story on a fetish porn site about a woman named Jen stopping behind after hours and taking a naughty piss over the carpet in a conference room. The author had then gone onto to describe how the woman, turned-on by her actions had gone onto experimenting by first peeing over the table in the same room before taking a piss in her manager's cup.

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I'd been overseas on business more than 2 weeks. The long flight got me home in the late afternoon. Big hugs from my wife and 9 year old daughter. After a long hot shower I came down for dinner. Sherri had prepared a special dinner, the table lit by candles, wine already corked and breathing. She was dressed to kill, low necked blouse, push up bra, short skirt, stockings, make up, the works. Before Annie came in, she groped me and said she had a special treat for later.

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Jennifer had been working in Aged Care Facilities for over 7 years! She was now 31 years old and felt she was contributing towards the quality living of the older folk by giving them the best possible care. She had first become attracted to the work when it had been suggested to her by her Minister. Jennifer had always been active in her Church and considered she was doing something with a community spirit as well as earning money to help with the budget in the home. Jennifer’s husband, Roy, was an easy-going chap who worked long hours as a motor mechanic.

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