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Tina looked around the bar: the menu was pretty scrumptious! Her luck must have been holding and she had hit the jackpot tonight. There must have been at least a dozen guys who would work -- now she just had to narrow down her choices. She was on one of her periodic hunting sprees. She and her husband had agreed a while ago to have a very open marriage -- anything goes as long as it's consensual.

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I had met Mandy on numerous occasions previously. She was a good looking lady, about 58 years old. She had shoulder length blonde hair (probably dyed) and a nice figure for someone her age – not perfect but given that she was nearly 60 then more than acceptable. She had a nice face – her eyes were wide and sparkly, nice smile. She had crows feet at the sides of her eyes and her face now showed signs of her age – wrinkles here and there that actually looked pretty good on her.

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I had met Ryan through a friend; another fuck buddy actually. I was recently divorced and after years of sexual repression, I was finally at thirty-five sowing the wild oats that most people do in their twenties. The last fifteen years had been about being the good Christian wife; a role which I found stifling and unfulfilling. But fifteen years married to a depressed religious zealot had left me feeling rather low myself.

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While I was working in an empty apartment today a painter showed up to prep the walls. He was in his mid to late twenties. Short spikish dark hair with sideburns and a goatee. His lightly tanned muscular arms were covered in tattoos. He had a sleeveless shirt and loose boardshorts on, with leather flip flops.

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Mike and I had a very special relationship. In our senior year in highschool he and his then-girlfriend had invited me to a threesome which had developed into a more or less regular fucking session. After that relationship had been over Mike and I, ever horny, but without any female partners to blow off some steam, had taken to whacking off together to the sweet memories of our threesome sex and porn.

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"So what do you think?" My thesis partner turned his computer around and showed me a photo from freshman weekend. At our university almost all freshmen participate in freshman weekend - they go to the middle of nowhere, stay there for two days drinking, partying and general horseplay. My thesis partner was in charge of the whole shebang, so he'd obviously had a good look at most of the new students.

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So, this is it, I thought to myself. I had not told my wife of this plan, of course. It was not something that I cared to share with her. Then again, I didn't share much at all with her anymore, except for our last names. She had made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with my "kinky stuff". That included spanking her, tying her up, and generally having my way with her. She was much more conservative than I turned out to be.

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I was hungry but I didn't know what for. My wife had left that morning with our baby to visit her mother for the weekend. I'd spent most of the morning laying around, feeling guilty for not going with her. We'd fought about it. I texted her, she didn't text back. I played some video games. I went outside, it was a hot summer day. I looked over the wall that enclosed my yard and saw someone a few yards down, puttering around, a neighbor I didn't know.

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Mr. & Mrs. Edwards were the first couple I met after the agency sent me out on interviews and I had no problem accepting their generous job offer. Being from America I called myself a babysitter, but in my new Kensington neighborhood it was fashionable to have an 'au pair' so this became my new title. The deal was pretty good since I got the use of a cute car and a cottage to myself instead of my little flat.

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I gasped in surprise as I felt the cock force its way into my wet cunt. I knew it was big, but was not expecting it to feel so big. After all, my cunt was not as tight fitting as it used to be when I was younger. I was 57 years old, and had been around the block a bit during my time. I'd been married and divorced 3 times – and to be honest each divorce was my fault entirely – I'd whored myself around quite a bit and acted like a total slag.

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