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It's not in my nature to be violent. Really, it's not. Sure, I yell, swear, and slam doors, but to me these are just casual little outlets for minor irritations that go no further. But to actually physically harm someone? That would take a lot. I can count on one hand the number of times I actually feared I'd do someone bodily harm. Only twice did I actually go through with it: one man I had grabbed by the throat until my friends pulled me off, the other I punched twice in the face before his bloody nose told me things went too far.

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My roommate Jessica was beginning to be a bit of a drag. Slightly frumpy and conservative, she had a problem with me bringing boyfriends home on a regular basis. She constantly left me notes requesting that if I wanted to have "absurdly loud intercourse on a bi-nightly basis" (as she put it), I should have it at my partners' houses and not at our apartment.

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Denise liked Mindy a lot. She had been attracted to the short-haired, vaguely butch girl ever since they met at a party held by a mutual acquaintance, but at this point it was beyond physical lust. There was something about the girl's personality, the quiet energy she radiated, that Denise found herself addicted to. She couldn't put her finger on it, but after Mindy left she always found herself desperately wanting more.

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I guess the best way to begin this story is to tell you about myself. I am 40 years old (absolutely true) and a widow with a nineteen year old son. I started exercising about ten years ago and have been able to maintain my figure. I'm 5' 7" and 135 pounds (well, 140) and have put on a little weight in the last couple of years, which is not all bad as it is distributed well and does include an increase in cup size (B to C). As my breasts were never that big to begin with, I don't have the kind of sag one should expect at 40. I can actually get by without a bra.

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I will touch your cock slowly with my fingertips only, exciting you. I will put my finger under your balls and slowly trace it up till it reaches your cock head. I will then caress your balls in my hand, all the time I am looking into your eyes and smiling. My tongue is wetting my lips. I am thinking of what will happen soon and I am getting excited.

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2013 was an unusual year for Jessie and me. Jessie allowed me to wear her panties and that flamed both of our sexual desires beyond anything before. That caused Jessie to encourage me to wear her panties. She got so into it that she asked me to wear lace top stockings and a garter belt under my pants. She used a strapon on me for the first time and asked me to fuck her in the ass. We had a female-male-female (FMF) threesome and I gave Jessie a male-female-male gift of a threesome.

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The Luger felt cold and heavy in Anne-Marie's small hand. She hated guns, violence, confrontation, and was by nature timid and reserved. Under normal circumstances she would be home now, or maybe out with Polly at the girl's club, in the underground. I wish I was anywhere but here, she thought. Circumstances were far from normal, for this was Paris in 1943 and Anne-Marie had joined her countrymen in resisting the German invaders.

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I lay there while he took my cock in his mouth. I had to admit that he sucked cock almost as good as my wife. He had shaved first so there was none of the scratchy whiskers to tell me that it was a man sucking my cock.

We were both in Racine, Wisconsin for a week long seminar. We had been assigned a room together. I knew Jim from work well. We had worked with each other for three years. I never knew he was gay. He stretched his naked body out on the bed.

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Richard nudged the door open with his knee, slowly shoving forward trying not to spill the gin and tonics he held. Once he was the other side his ass swung at the door, closing it. "Here look at this for a mouthful," he walked over to where his wife was sat at the computer, putting the two glass's down he lent over her shoulder, "And what mouthful of fuck fantasy are your little perverts telling you now?"

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"Mmmmmmmmmm" Kris moaned in her sleep as she rolled over to bury her head into the pillow. The sun was shinning through the blinds which gave the room a romantic glow to it in the morning. The soft sound of the radio playing in the background was playing to wake her up slowly and comfortably.

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