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After my sophomore year at DU, I decided to stay in town for the summer instead of going back home. I liked my apartment and didn't want to find a new one in the fall, so I decided to stay the summer and take a course or two.

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A quick introduction. I was roommates with Grace for over three years. Her being a lesbian was a well known fact which made my family and my girlfriends very comfortable with the arrangement. Michelle, her girlfriend had recently come out which gave Grace a new found confidence and extreme fondness towards Michelle. They were both 29.

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I snooped on Erica for almost a month before I got pictures of her naked. Her bedroom was in the basement of her parents’ house. There was a window low to the ground in the backyard. I could watch her comfortably by lying on my stomach in the grass. Nothing too exciting had happened for the longest time, but I was patient. And my digital camera was always ready.

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I had always been Daddy's good little girl. I never did anything bad, I was always home before 9 pm, and I kept the house neat and tidy, and on top of all that I was still a pure virgin even though I was almost entering my 20s. But that all changed one warm April night. I was in the kitchen making dinner, Daddy hadn't been feeling too well lately, he'd been complaining that his head was hurting, so I thought I'd make something simple.

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I entrust you with the only copy. I know that you will not mistake my purpose, but we know who will. I can call nothing in my house entirely my own. The words are wretched, of course, but perhaps they give some sense. Kneeling. He is naked before me. There are no faces in my dreams, as in my life; I have no memory for them. Only voices, and words.

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I pulled the Kenworth into the driveway, drove it into its spot next to the house, and shut down the big Cat diesel. After checking everything out inside the cab, I grabbed my bag from the sleeper, opened the door, and stepped out into the chill Alaskan evening. I had just completed a three-day run to Kenai and back; I was tired and smelled of diesel, cigars, and stale coffee.

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Steve found himself the last person in the office again. It was another late night, and Christmas was fast approaching but he just had to finish the sales proposal. It was a huge account and could make or break his bonus for the next year. It was all going to be worth it in the end, he told himself. He girlfriend, Beth, had been bitching constantly about the late nights that Steve was putting in.

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You were always there for me. And I for you. A week before my sweet sixteenth birthday I came to you crying because I was “Sweet Sixteen and never been kissed.” So, even though all of the exploring we had up until then had only been the hiking in the woods, or swimming in the creek, or at the most, in-depth verbal discussions of our passing childhood and maturing sexuality, you kissed me.

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My husband was tied to the bed naked; his cock lay limp between his legs. Tonight I planned to indulge him in his secret fetish for smoking. My husband does not smoke, but is always on my case when I have the occasional cigarette. If I smoked in public, it would usually cause a row. I cut back from 10 cigarettes a day, to 20 in a week our son was born. One day whilst shopping on the internet, I was shocked to see in the history browser lots of sites for smoking fetishes. My husband must have forgotten to delete them.

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My boyfriend and I had talked about doing a threesome for a while and finally found another guy. I had told the BF I wanted to try double-penetration and he seemed into it. Him and I had done anal together and we both liked it. So that night, once the two guys and I were naked, I used my talented mouth to get them both hard, having them stand on either side of me as I knelt between them.

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