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"Hey, Trish? I didn't see any--" My husband stopped dead as he opened the door of the bedroom and saw the two of us there, naked on the bed. His eyes grew so big I almost laughed in spite of everything else I was feeling at that moment. 'Us', was Karen and I. It was Mike's 44th birthday. Karen was his gift. I was the one giving her to him. At least, that was how simple it was supposed to be...

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It had been a great massage until I turned over and realized he was naked and had a huge cock hanging over his big sack. I had thought he paid a lot of attention to my glutes and while it had excited me when his fingers brushed my ass hole a couple of times, I figured it was just part of the process.

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I just lay there looking up at my older cousin with Elli's sweet juice dripping from my chin. Elli reacted by trying to cover herself with her hands. She blushed bright pink. Of course she didn't know that Melanie was into girls. Big time. Mel just laughed. "Don't bother trying to hide now," she said. "I've already seen everything. Besides, you have a great body. You should be proud of it."

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Josh and I met at one of those terrible company picnics that employees are obligated to attend. He was dutifully manning a grill on the opposite side of the park and I was chugging down alcohol trying my best to be the first drunk under the pavilion. After two hours of chit-chat with co-workers that I disdain; I sat down for lunch. I found myself across from a fairly attractive man. I say fairly because, had he lost the "I Am The Cook" apron, he would have looked better.

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Yaz knew that she needed a change; being a personal trainer was boring at least on the open road she would be free from the dumb bitches that frequented the gym; sure they wanted all the help they could get, but for what price, she wasn't willing to train them for favours and gifts any longer. "Yaz please reconsider? The place won't be the same without you." begged Jude the gym manager.

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The sanctuary was quiet and still as my husband and I entered the church, tensely gripping each others' hands. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, squeezing my fingers and tossing a quick grin my way. My clit was already tingling in anticipation and my panties were damp. This had been a fantasy of mine for a long time and finally it would be fulfilled.

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In those days, I didn't wear underwear. I had long hair down to the small of my back. I was in good shape, lean and muscular, a bike rider with thick legs and a laid-back demeanor. You probably know the type. So a certain kind of woman often responded to me. A certain kind of man, too, although I'd never given that a thought. For my part, here's what I liked in a woman: Natural, sensual. smart. Sexual intellectuals. Open and daring, although even if they weren't, I usually got them there pretty quick.

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It was a fantasy that we had both wanted for a long time, this whole threesome thing. But as it turns out, finding a man-a decent, respectful, sane man for a one time threesome with two women isn't the easiest thing in the world. Pete was our 15th attempt at this. The other 14 included underage kids, a few frat boys, and one very married man with a very crazy wife who followed him and harassed us for weeks after.

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