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There I was, lying on my bed with my rigid cock in my hand. I'd been edging myself closer and closer to orgasm for near an hour now, and could tell that I was getting close to maximum pressure. My wife was out with her friend shopping, I'd hoped that she would be home in time to suck me off and swallow this ever growing load, but the chances of that were growing slim. My computer lay next to me on the bed, the screen flickering with a maddening array of eroticism.

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Tomas was going to spend his senior year of High School on exchange. He had decided to go to America to work on his English and he had always wanted to visit there. His friends assured him that American girls are easy, the school work is easy and he would have a great time. Tomas ignored them, for the most part. He knew that girls are pretty much the same in Spain or England or Japan. He was not interested in an easy girl, but instead thought it would be nice to find a really cool American girl.

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I'd been to the July 4th parade every year for over ten years, but this was the first time I was alone. My kids had all left, and before that, my wife. Where they went, or why, wasn't on my mind. What I felt was alone. When my kids were younger, the parade meant fire trucks, horses, old cars, marching bands, maybe even an army tank or troop carrier. I never used to pay much attention, since I had to keep an eye on the kids.

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It was dark. It was raining. I was tired. I was also nervous. I considered calling the whole thing off, but it was too late now. She was waiting. I peered through the rain spattered windshield, between the squeaking wipers in a vain attempt to make out the names written on the overhead street signs. "I really should get some glasses," I muttered to myself as my eyes squinted to see through the driving rain.

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He met her at a regional training conference being held at a well known, North Florida resort. A number of attendees had taken the resort van to a restaurant a few miles away from the main conference center. He was sitting at the small restaurant bar having a drink; she came up and took the seat next to him and started a conversation. From his perspective, she was not the type of woman he would pursue or attempt to seduce.

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For two years, between the ages of 19 and 21, I was repeatedly sodomized by the same man. It was something that I had been curious about for a number of years but I had no idea of what would be awoken within me, what dark desires would be unleashed and what absolute satisfaction and pleasure I would find from it. It is something that consumes me completely and of the hundreds of times I've received a cock up my arse the hunger has never diminished, in fact my lust has only intensified over the years.

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Nic was the most adorable guy I'd ever met. He was so shy and quiet around girls he liked which was a sharp contrast to how social and animated he was with his platonic friends. If you didn't know him, from his behavior you'd think he didn't like the very girls he liked. I was one of those girls who didn't know it, and I thought he ignored me because he disliked me.

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My name is Yudish and this is my true story. When I was 21, my family and I lived in a small village called Panchvati. Our house was the last one on a no-through road. It was not big but quite comfortable for the family considering our low income. Both my parents worked as vegetable planters and we mostly ate food which they cultivated. Sometimes my father would go fishing to bring some more food. I was very happy with my life back then.

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I am the owner of a small manufacturing business which will remain nameless for reasons that will become obvious. For the same reasons, my name can't be revealed. Arriving in my office on a Tuesday morning, I was faced with the usual issues to deal with, none of them enjoyable. Yesterday we had three people call in with the "Monday Flu," and I have to meet with each of them to let them know this is unacceptable. We only have 40 employees, and we need to be able to count on everyone showing up for work.

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My alarm startled me awake, even though the only sound it made was the gentle vibration of my cell phone against my nightstand. It seemed every morning promptly at 9:15 I went through this ritual when it went off, causing me to nearly jump out of my skin. I reached over for the little button on the side, stopping the noise and rolled back over, snuggling deeper into the warm blankets. I heard the covers rustle slightly, and then I felt a single finger tracing patterns on the bare skin of my back.

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