Standing in line at the meat counter of the little family owned market, I couldn't keep my eyes off the attractive young woman waiting ahead of me. She was wearing Capri pants that perfectly displayed her fine young form. Over the years I had met far more interesting women in food markets, fabric stores and garden centers than in bars.
"Have you shopped here before?" Not terribly original, but it was a start.
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Where do I start? We've been gone a long time, I know, Jared and jenna and I... and there have been a lot of changes. The first, I'm sure you'll notice, is that I'm saying we. I guess if you've ever read any of the exploits of Jared and jenna you'll know that I've always been a part of their lives... as a friend and a confidant... but our relationship has changed. I am... let's just say, more involved... for now.
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I lay on the bed beside Sarah in the warm afterglow of amazing sex. Our passion when we are together burns as hot as a thousand suns, and I always loved those relaxing moments afterwards. I was prone on my belly as she gently stoked and rubbed my shoulders and back, her gentle administrations and soft, loving words caressing away my stress like gentle waves caressing a secluded beach. My lover knew what she was doing, and I often found myself wondering how I'd been lucky enough to find her.
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Part 1: Parking
It’s a warm, spring, late afternoon. You’re parked in a very remote spot, overlooking the ocean, relaxing, having a beer after swimming and hanging out on the beach, and getting romantic with Rusty. You slide over on the seat next to him and start making out, getting very hot and bothered. As the sun sets, the sky lights up with fiery reds and oranges, helping to create a sense of passion. He starts running his hands up under your shirt, caressing your boobs, tweaking your nipples.
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To satisfy my bisexual needs my wife suggested that I become a member, no pun intended, of an upmarket gay sauna. Understandably, I was rather nervous about this partly because I'd never been to one before and was unsure of the protocols and appropriate behaviour. But mainly I was nervous about my wife's reaction and the possible effects on our relationship. Fantasies are by nature and name fantastic but the reality can of course be totally different.
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"Come on. Tell me!"
"Nooo," April whined as she walked past me, leafing through the plastic wrapped costumes hanging from the wall. "And stop asking me."
"Fine," I conceded, turning back and selecting a skimpy school girl outfit from a nearby rack. "How about this one?"
"Ummm," she said, eyeing my chosen costume with sceptical reluctance. "That's a little too slutty."
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I love being a good little league Mom, but I also have a dark side that needs quenched from time to time. This day would quench that need in me, and then some, with an unexpected meeting after the game. "Play Ball!"
After sitting through a little league game, I was upset with the young umpire that made some horrendous calls.
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It began with a dress.
She had always loved it. Loved how men looked at her when she wore it. But she always felt a little guilty. She had built her rep and her career on being being smart, forthright and right pretty much all the time. She fought the office battles on equal terms and never allowed her sexuality to come into it.
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"They have got to be kidding." she muttered as she flipped the channel. Another pointless commercial. Another pointless day.
She had spent the majority of her day lounging in her hotel room, watching dull TV and reading even duller books. Her body felt restless, her brain felt numb.
"Why did I make this trip?" she wondered to herself again. She had come to see her family, and a special someone, but they were all too busy with work, and kids, and their own stuff.
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"Would you like some ass fucking?"
"Well yes," I said, "I didn't think you wanted it."
Jane gave my ass cheek a little squeeze.
"Dave, I think you've got it backwards," Jane said. " The ass fucking is for you."
"No, I don't roll that way," I answered her.
"Dave, are you sure?" Jane answered, "because someone with as horny an ass as you have should try it at least once."
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