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She awoke from her nap and smiled at the stickyness between her legs…He was still sleeping and she gently raised up to look at him. They had been napping after an intense session of fucking and sucking and he was on his back, nude, lying with legs spread and arms overhead. His penis was semi-erect and still leaking cum from their earlier fuck.

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I am a 34 year old guy, married to my gorgeous wife, Mel. Mel is 30 years old, 5'6" tall, slim with killer legs and pert breasts; she works out a lot and is the type of girl who always gets a second glance from other guys as she walks down the street. When we first got together I used to get quite jealous of this attention from other men but as time passed I got used to it and was just proud to be with such a stunner.

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Gemma and I have been going out for over a year, and are very comfortable in each other’s company. We have great sex and are very compatible, except for one thing. I have developed something of an obsession with anal sex; something, that until recently, was a definite no-no. I managed to get my wicked way on my birthday, and that is what I’m going to tell you about here.

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At first it was a joke, something she brought up in soft, warm words they shared after making love that became a recurring joke between them. She would whisper in his ear as he entered her or the moment after their kiss broke. "I mean it Andres," she'd say is a sultry, practiced voice. "You wait. One day it will be your turn." He would turn and see the look in her eyes. "I'm serious."

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Kurt was nervous. She was meant to be there in fifteen minutes, it was quarter to six now and the movie started at six-thirty. She had told him she would be round to pick him up, it would just be easier that way. He had put on his favourite shirt; Navy blue and plain, he wore it everywhere he went and didn't feel the need to dress up tonight. He was also wearing his oldest pair of jeans, held up by a belt he had just gotten the week before, Kurt despised shopping and even more so when it was for pants.

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We'd been playing around, doing this and that, when she slowly rolled over and gradually pulled her knees up under her tummy, head down on the pillow. "What are you waiting for?" She was just itching for it. "I'm just looking." She glanced back and gave me a low growl. "And you like what you see?"

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It had been a few weeks since my mother and I had our sexual romp together, now dad has been back and I have not had a chance to seduce my mother into bed again. Now fate will put my mother back in my arms again, only this time it will be my father's doing.

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Do you want to know what I've been thinking this morning? I've been imagining what it would be like to examine you. Maybe I'd be your doctor. Maybe you'd come to my office for an examination. I'd have you disrobe and lie on the examination table. I'd pull on rubber gloves and gently fondle your scrotum, feeling your balls for any trouble. I'd touch your cock, pulling it lightly, probing your urethra with a fingertip.

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This story takes place in the summer of my 19th year. I had returned to my hometown after an accident which had left me hospitalized for two months. Upon returning I needed to determine a direction for my life. I had enlisted in the army and was awaiting my active duty date in late 1969 when the accident happened. The damage to my body was sufficient to cancel my enlistment and give me a get home free pass from Uncle Sam’s party in Viet Nam. While many of my friends had suffered as a result of that war, I was not sorry that I did not have to go.

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"Honey?" My girlfriend pushed me away gently and said the word I feared the most. We had just entered her apartment and by the time she locked the door I couldn't resist. I started kissing her. She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever been with. But every time she said, "Honey" it was always followed by something I wouldn't like.

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