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Resisting one sexy barely-legal teenage school girl might have been possible. But resisting two? They came back to the room, which also served as my office, after class, at 4:00pm. I'd written them up for using their telephones in class, and told them they'd get detention for it. Valeria was Russian; her family had come to America five years ago. She was tall and slim, with long blond hair, big green eyes, and smooth white skin.

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I sat on the couch thinking I shouldn't have had so much to drink. I didn't know whose house I was in, but whoever lived there had thrown a great party. I had spent the night dancing, drinking, and generally having a good time. Now, however, it was getting late, and a lot of people had left. When Dan saw me on the couch he came over and sat next to me.

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Bill Williams was getting very excited, he was going to go to a party over at Ashley Fragles dorm, the hottest girl on campus. This was absolutely unbelievable. He never thought that she would ever take an interest in inviting him to a party. But here he was staring at an invitation. Bill wasn't exactly considered cool, nor was he particularly good looking and being invited, personally mind you, by one fine hottie like Ashley Fragles was absolutely blowing his mind, he just kept saying to himself, no way, there's no way this is happening to me, good things like this don't happen to me, and then he'd go and read over the invitation once again.

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I've always fantasized about viewing a movie in an adult theater just to see if the rumors are true. I fantasize about being approached by multiple men, horny with lust for anonymous sex with me. Men wanting to ravage me, cum in and on me, raw sex, nothing but. I know it sounds sick, nasty and perverted, I don't really give a damn . It's my fantasy. It isn't like I'd ever really do it but the thought of it makes me wet.

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Jason and I enjoyed our sexual activities during that summer and, to make it perfectly clear, we were like rabbits! I'd discovered sex, or more to the point, I'd discovered cocks and how much fun they could be. From the very first time, I'd found pure pleasure, pure joy, in having his cock in my mouth, on my lips and against my tongue.

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Two o'clock am the dogs were barking. I slowly open my eyes and hear the doorbell ring probably for the second time. I glance over at my wife who is starting to open her eyes. "Don't worry honey I got it." I say as I climb out of bed. "Who could it be?" She asks sleepily, but her eyes shortly close as she goes back to sleep never one to let anything keep her awake long at night.

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I was tired and worn out from a month of traveling. I'm a contract engineer and a very successful one but that comes at a price. I am never home. I move from job to job, contract to contract and there is always travel involved. I shouldn't complain because the money is good, very good. But the down side is that I am single and destined to remain so. I've had many girlfriends but after a few months they move on because I'm never around.

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Day 1 Saturday "Oh my...God...Sis, is this really happening?" I gasped as the ship slowly chugged out of Southampton harbour on its way to the Mediterranean. "I know what you mean," My younger sister Sam grinned as I hugged me; "this is going to be the best holiday of our lives!" Sam had won an 'All-inclusive Cruise for two' plus £500 spending money, in a magazine competition.

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I certainly never thought I'd be writing the story of how I found myself in a threesome. But here I am, dying to share the story, so let me give you a little background. My name's Brianna. I'm a junior in college, and have been going with Alex for just over a year now. I'm attractive, 5'8", blonde, fit, but most certainly not 'girly' - I never get my nails done, I've always preferred hanging out with 'the guys' to a girls' night out, and I most certainly don't like shopping.

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Ah yes, Abby! She brings back such fond memories. She was a cheerleader when I first saw her. A short skirt, a bulky sweater, pom-poms, and a beautiful, vivacious, athletic young woman... what else could a man ask for? I spent wonderful hours watching her bounce around, kick her legs up, and do cartwheels almost every afternoon after school. We were both breathing hard by the time she finished practice.

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