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It's Tuesday - Date night. Just a matter of which 'online suitor' I want to choose. But this time, I decide not to go for a traditional date. I've enjoyed being treated well by nice guys for the last few weeks, but tonight I'm just plain horny and feeling kinda slutty.

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The train ride was smooth, the carriage seeming to glide along almost soundlessly. "This is a smooth ride," he said, "Like going up in a hot air balloon. Have you done that?" he asked. Matt grunted, glancing up from his laptop's screen, hand's poised, flickering fingers momentarily stilled before he looked back.

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My name is Dr. Matthew Dorhring. Samantha's father and I met almost 25 years ago while working as teaching assistants at the same institution where I am now a tenured professor. A few years ago, I took a sabbatical from the university during which I traveled and lived in different parts of the world and had missed seeing Samantha develop from child to adolescent. It wasn't until just before Samantha's high school graduation that I moved back to the states, and for the first time saw how beautifully she had grown and transitioned from a gangly adolescent into a nubile, sexy young woman, eager for life and new experiences.

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Brenda was my first true slut, or more accurately, the first inexperienced women that I trained to be my personal piece of ass. She was a dumb little bitch, but just what I needed after a brutal divorce. About 5'2", 115 pounds, bigger than average tits (actually, quite impressive tits, a real head turner above the waist) a delightful bubble butt, and a small, blond pussy with very tiny labia.

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He watched her climb from the pool, and the moonlight and underwater lights made her skin glow as the water dripped from her. He was mesmerized watching her, he was often mesmerized watching her. She was tall for a woman with long toned legs and her stomach was flat and firm with muscle below full, natural breasts that were almost impossible on her small frame.

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I have been flirting with Kevin for a few months now. I have a burning desire to get a look at the cock that makes such a gorgeous bulge in his tight jeans. I'd love to get that thing into my mouth and see if I can get a few good reactions from him. I like to get a man off. I love it when they are satisfied and shoot a big warm load down my throat, or wherever they wish to put it. There is just one problem; I can't get him to allow me to give it a go.

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As Jenny rolled lazily onto her back she could still, with each breath, sense the sweet saltiness of Mike's semen and the tang of his after-shave that lingered about the satin sheets and pillows of her rumpled bed. It had been a wonderful weekend that had seemed to last forever and it had all begun with a chance encounter in the super-market.

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The heat outside was stifling. The only good thing was the fact that he was at the Sawgrass Lake watching the tunnel boat races. The breeze coming off the lake was brisk, but still warm. But at least it was a breeze. The vendor's tents were set all around the perimeter and all were doing a bustling business. Especially the beer tents. I mean, who could resist ice cold beer and coke on a day like this?

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Hey all you dudes and dudettes out there - Marcy here with yet another "true story from the Squirter." A lot of you have written some very favorable responses and I thank you so much. This is so much fun. Keep'em cumming. This is my first story that will include my husband. (Sorry guys but believe me, it's cool.) It's about our recent trip to Florida, last May.

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The door opens...she is overwhelmed. It is perfect, right down to the roses on the circular table. The door closes and the fantasy begins. "Close your eyes," he whispers. A pop of a champagne cork, the soft splash of liquid being poured into glasses. A cool flute of champagne is pressed into her hand. He is behind her, arms encircling, lips on her neck. The mood is sensuous, exciting; the moment like an assignation.

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