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Beth Wilson arrived home late. It was 1:30 AM, and she was beat. She thought to herself, I'd better check on Nancy to make sure she's OK. Beth peeked in Nancy's room and stood in the doorway dumfounded. She saw Nancy, another young woman, and a grown man all sleeping together! Obviously, none of them had heard her come in.

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"Then go fuck yourself!" I yelled as I stormed out of the apartment and slammed the door. I was fuming. How dare Matt accuse me of "dragging him away on holiday"? I'd done no such thing. Our holiday in France was supposed to be fun for both of us. Huh! Not likely! Matt had done nothing but complain; he didn't like the food, the beer was too expensive, he couldn't get a Wi-Fi connection. Whinge, whinge, whinge!

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I was long overdue for a vacation and since I wasn't seeing anyone I thought I'd take one alone, rather than with a friend or a group. And I didn't want to do what I'd done before, go to a gay resort where everything is so gay! gay! gay! An unattached dude at one of those places deals with too much shit. I just wanted to relax and I wasn't looking for a meat market, so I thought I'd go spend a week at a Caribbean resort I'd heard about. This was one of those pleasure-focused places where straights and gays vacationed together and nobody was uptight.

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Since my last essay about How To Have a Successful Cuckold Relationship was such a smashing success, and since most of the men who commented acknowledged that the were 'small' in the dick department, I thought it might be appropriate to talk a little about this subject.

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My initial story told of my first experience with another man. "My Cross Country Adventure" detailed my evening with Walt, the elderly gentlemen who picked me up while hitchhiking and taught me a great deal. This story tells of my further explorations in this way of life. One thing I should have mentioned at the top of the last story was that these events happened in the late 70's; a time when there were far fewer health concerns than there are today.

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"Ten full minutes. You gotta lay there, on your back, totally nude. Hands behind your head so you can relax." "Relax, right." How Mike and I wound up in this bizarre, slightly hilarious situation was fueled by very cheap beer and overactive 19 year old hormones. Well, Mike was 19, I was 18, and we'd been buddies since sophomore year of high school.

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Let's just say that I didn't get much sleep that night. Hannah turned out to be insatiable in the bedroom. Usually they say that the girl can't remember at some point how many times they have sex. But in the bedroom of her lakeside cabin, I lost track after five times.

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I hate camping; I think that it is the stupidest thing ever. Why would people want to go out into the wilderness and with no bathroom, no shower, and no electricity? But despite that my Dad would insist once a year that he and I went out to this obscure little clearing in the woods which wasn't even a real campsite. We would go out pitch a tent; eat fish that he caught in the lake, and sleep on the cold hard ground. 

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He saw her across the room and he felt his cock stand to immediate attention. She was wearing a minimal black dress with a cleavage so deep it threatened to spill her tits out the moment she leant forward. Her tongue licked her blood red lips as she smiled at him and he let his eyes take in the sight before him. She had shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes that were framed by long, dark eye lashes. Her dress clung to her every curve, showing off a flat stomach and deliciously feminine hips.

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Hi, my name is Terrie. My best friend at the time I was about 20 was a male. His name is Jim. We had grown up together having lived side by side (in adjoining rooms) since we were infants. We had never been anything but friends from a sexual standpoint although we pretty much knew each other's sexual secrets and histories.

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