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It's always a compliment when you get asked back by a client, particularly after only a week. Sometimes, like when they are the wrong side of 50 it's a bit of a chore, but when they are like Helen, about 30, big firm tits, tight pussy and a willing ass it's a real pleasure. Last time I saw her I played up to her submissive side with a bit of spanking, this time she has asked that we send another escort with me to that she can fulfill her fantasy of having 'two guys to fuck me senseless and treat me like their dirty little slut'.

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Art had completed his training as a masseuse and he was now working part time at a salon near the college. He was in his junior year at the university and he was doing very well in school with a cumulative 3.6 GPA. Art would graduate in a year with a degree in business and he hoped to be accepted to graduate school. Art was an impressive young man of 21 years and he had dated many girls in college.

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He smelled of alcohol and smoke. Saying something, his words sounded like animalistic grunts and my ears deciphered not a single syllable. Somewhere between the waking world and dream, I slumbered, wishing for nothing more than the sandman to sprinkle his sleeping sand upon my face. Tired from a long work week, I needed and deserved a good night's rest. "Roll over," the voice said. I understood his grunt and in a comatose state, acquiesced to the command.

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The stripper twisted her butt right Jake's lap, as if she were waxing his crotch with her cheeks. His eyes were fixed on the tight rotation, while the rest of us watched her bare breasts swaying in time. Twenty minutes ago she had been dressed like a secretary, but now the G-string stretched between her cheeks (and her tip garter and high heels, of course) was all that remained, and pretty soon that would be gone, too.

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I was walking across campus, headed to a nearby pizza restaurant for a late lunch. Suddenly a body pressed into my back and a hand covered my eyes. Startled, I tried to get away but my unknown assailant held me tight, something cold pressed into the middle of my back. I started to struggle and then I heard his voice.

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Editor's note: this story contains erotic incest scenes between two adult men. * Whenever mom and dad decided to head up the mountains to gamble in Reno, they usually left my sister with the neighbors and their daughters, and drove me up to my Uncle Jerry's place to stay. It was about 20 miles up the hill from home and on their way, so it was convenient, but I also liked staying with him.

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Most of my lady friends are strictly heterosexual and really enjoy having me eat their pussies and whatever else we do. Most of them have also heard rumors that a woman can eat a pussy better than a man. There is a lot of truth to that; generally speaking, a lesbian or bi-sexual woman can eat a pussy better than a man, for various reasons that I am not going to go into just now. That is just generally speaking though.

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"What'll wear?" I called out as I emerged from the bathroom. I had made all the preparations. Shaved legs and pussy, all hairless and nice and smooth. "Something sexy," Rob called back from the lounge. We were going to our first swinger's party. Oh, we'd swung many times before, twosomes, threesomes, foursomes and moresomes, but we'd never actually been to a party. You know what I mean, where you actually hardly know anybody. Well, this was going to be a party where we didn't know anyone!

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I suspected that my daughter and her boy friend were having sex in my house when I was gone. I decided to spy on Cliff and my daughter one day, so I told Karen I would be out all day. I parked the car down the street and waited, sure enough Cliff showed up minutes after I left the house. Karen greeted him at the door and hurried him inside.

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She was angry when she left the office and got into her car that Friday afternoon. Why her boss was making her go to review business records with a lesser known client she had never met before at 4:00 in the afternoon was beyond her. Since her boyfriend was gone, all she wanted to do was go home, take a warm bath, sign on to her computer, and have a little fun with her new online pal that she had recently met whose words would make her nice and damp and cause her to begin typing with one hand while the other played at the spot that brought her so much pleasure.

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