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I pulled up outside her house and Maria climbed off the pillion. Her racquet was slung across her back and she reached behind and pulled it over her head. She was smiling; in fact she never stopped smiling except of course when I tried to put my hand up her dress. Then it was, "Please stop; I don't want you to. Why do you always have to spoil everything by being dirty?"

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Andie woke when a pair of hands parted her legs. The tall redhead opened her eyes, then decided it was of no use in the dark bedroom. She briefly wondered who her visitor was as a warm body settled between her parted thighs. She sighed as the thick tip of a firm cock slowly nudged her labia apart and penetrated her.

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"What's wrong, Zaccheus?" "What? Nothing." "Nothing. Right." Arif crossed the room we shared and took two glasses and the decanter from the dresser and came back to where I stood, looking out our small window over the garden. He filled one crystal challis and offered it to me. I took it and drew in a taste of the warm port, turning back to the soothing vista of night sky and moonlit garden. Arif remained by my side, sipping from his glass.

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Roy Sharpe felt like his life was turning around, after having gone through a rough patch. Roy had gotten married a couple of years ago, and right after he made Mindy his bride, he lost his job as the economy tanked.

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Around two o'clock on the afternoon of her nineteenth birthday, Katie was bored. She perched on the arm of her Dad's favourite chair and gazed out of the window at the quiet street where she had grown up. The house was on a T junction so Katie could look straight down a stretch of road for about a hundred yards, past the neat front gardens, to where the street curved out of sight. Nothing moved in the sunshine. The whole street seemed to be taking a summer afternoon nap.

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Steve and I have been together a bit over six years, and we've been very happy together. We have many similar interests and sex has always been great, though not very adventurous, and at times we've had to shake ourselves out of the sameness that creeps in with most couples.

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My day began as any other. I awoke with my pussy wet from the superb dream of you. I reach my hand down under the covers and find my swollen clit, I brush across it ever so lightly which sends shivers through my body. I slide a finger into my well-lubricated entrance, close my eyes and pretend it's you. Your naked body so close to me. Your fingers slipping in and out of me.

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Author's Note: Thanks to LizHaze once again for the editing, and she's even got a story of her own now! Maybe check it out? **** I kind of liked summer. Sure it meant living at home instead of away at university, as well as feeling like a bit of a failure for once again not having a summer job, but it had its upsides. It was nice being able to sleep in any day I wanted, and not having to constantly worry about a paper I was supposed to write or a test that was coming up. It tended to be a very stress-free time for me.

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The following story was a collaboration of sorts, and is based on real people in a real school setting. While the story itself is fiction, the characters are real, and two of them actually participate in the activities that I have described. It was a collaboration because I got many of my ideas directly from Mindy herself, along with several pictures of her and Nancy enjoying those activities.

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Roy Bailey was limping home, he had been attacked and beaten again by his tormentor, and he swore that when he got older, bigger and wiser, he would have his revenge, totally! At 18 he was still too much of a boy, and not enough of a man, although he didn't regard Ricky Thomas who was almost 21 as much of a man either. To be able to defend himself, The bastard was much bigger and stronger than he was, and a whole lot nastier.

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