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It was a stormy night in Atlanta. My bones rattled with chills as I struggled through sheets of rain that slapped against my body. My thin windbreaker failed it's only job, as I felt the dampness soak into my clothes which sucked onto my skin. It was a terrible night, but this struggle of the elements was worth it. For tonight, I would meet my angel, and nothing would warm my drenched body more than her embrace.

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Well, a little about me first. I'm curious as hell, but my sexual experiences have been extremely limited. Since I was 13 or so I've struggled with weight. I haven't weighed below 220 since I was about 10 or so. But with my new job, a lot of physical activity is required. I am now down to 185 to 190. It's still not great, and I still struggle, but it gets me a little bit more looks from women than complete ignorance these days.

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Prologue Julia was happy with her life. It wasn't a great life by any means, but she always told herself that she could be a lot worse off. She had a reasonably well paid job and was regarded with respect at the office. Being single meant that she wasn't tied down and could devote the necessary hours to her work. She did feel a little lonely at times, but she tried to keep herself occupied and not think about it too much.

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I awoke this morning feeling great. It was Friday!, and today at my job promised to be very quite, my boss after all was out of town. During my shower I even found myself humming, the drudgery of shaving my legs was almost pleasant. I finished my shower by carefully removing the small growth of hair around the opening of my crotch. I dried myself, applied makeup, a spritz of perfume, and then to the bedroom to dress. I still had plenty of time so I treated myself to another cup of coffee, lit a cigarette, and turned on the TV to catch the local news.

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When Jen was satisfied with Kate's training with the strap-on cock, she proposed that we test Kate on its proper use. To make the "test" more challenging, we decided that we would have Kate fuck an attractive woman whom she had not previously met and that we would video the testing session. I suggested to Jen that Sophie, the wife of our friend Marc, would be great as the test subject.

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INTRODUCTION This story contains all types of sexual encounters, straight, gay, lesbian and bi-sexual. The story is fictional and the names of all characters are fictional. I have thoughts for a second part on hold and if there is interest in this theme then I will write the second part. In the past many readers of told me that they don't like sequels so I tried to honor that request. I found this story getting a little bit long so I decided to cut it off but leave the door open for another segment if there is reader interest. Enjoy the story.

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"I've tried that before." Erica pointed at a picture in magazine spread out on the table in front of them. "Oh, the things Justin could do with his cock." She rested her hand on her cheek and let out a heartfelt sigh. "It's too bad the rest of him was such a prick, too." Jayne tilted her head sideways to better examine the different positions suggested by the women's magazine as sure fire ways to spice up your sex life. "I did that to Malcolm once when we were first married. "

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Lou could hardly remember what had started the fight. But it had gone from bad to worse and now Malc had gone off and left her. They were out of town at a club. It was their first time here. They had been arguing in the car on the way. Then it got heated, things were said and he left. Lou was alone now. At first she thought he would come back any minute; but when an hour went by and there was no sign she went out to look for him. The car was gone.

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Christian sat in the back of the class, his eyes glued to the back of his teacher's skirt. She wasn't really his teacher, just a substitute. Every once in a while one of his normal teachers would be out sick, or take a personal day, and nine times out of ten he'd walk into the classroom and there would be Miss Anderson. Sometimes one of his buddies would have her in an early class, and they'd let him know at lunch what he would be looking forward to.

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Grabbing our backpacks, my wife and I headed for the car services in Prague's central train station where our driver waited for us. He was charming and very eager to please, which was a welcome change from the dour attendants on the train. Though his English lacked some fluidity it still was very passable and soon we were talking and laughing like old friends. During the drive to our hotel, we learned from Petr (his name) that he would be moving to Scotland in the fall for graduate school and until then he was working as a hotel driver to improve his English.

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