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CHAPTER ONE Giggles surrounded me as I slung an arm around a cute brunette, whispering sweet nothings into her ear. It was almost like a dream, being surrounded by such beautiful women, tending to my every need. As I leaned down to tuck a hibiscus behind her ear, some annoying insect buzzed around my face. I tried to swat it away, but to no avail.

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Surprise Sexual AwakeningThe hand woke me up. Moving gently up and down my side as I lay in bed. I was groggy but it felt good. Was it my girlfriend? No, I didn't have a girlfriend, I hadn't had one for months. I thought I had gone to bed alone but now someone was in here with me, touching me. I wanted to turn over and see who it was but I was enjoying the feeling too much, especially as it moved downwards over my ass and then down my leg.

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"Shit!" was all I could come up with. 

Here it was the end of the friggin' night and I had to go take another stupid report for a lost or stolen ID. That's what junior guys are for, dammit! I quickly realized though that if anyone else were available they'd not be sending me because, on top of the fact I was top guy (oldest prick) on our crew, I also garnered top pay for OT when I get stuck, and giving me OT would be avoided if at all possible, so I knew everyone else had to be tied-up and I just sucked it up and headed to the address they gave me in the radio dispatch. The address sounded vaguely familiar too.

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At 31 I was at the top of my game when all of this took place. I wasn't making a mint but it was steadily getting closer to it so when I won five hundred bucks as "account manager of the year, it was just found money.

With not a little bit of influence from my fellow managers, I decided to take three hundred of it to celebrate at Venus, a local gentlemen's club that I frequent about twice a month because I almost never failed to score there and not with the pros. At the last minute, I invited a rep named Jay that was visiting from Australia to join us.

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This story is purely fantasy and in no way relates to anyone alive or dead. Also even though this story illustrates bareback sex I would always encourage safe sex, especially with unknown partners. Thank you to all the wonderful comments for the New slave story. I'm so glad you all enjoyed it. I've gotten a real bug for this story writing, I'll be adding more over the next few months.

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"There, is that better?" Peitr whispered into my ear. "Uhh. Yes, yes. That feels great," I answered, and my words turned into a soft moan. "Yes, I can feel it in your body. You are a lot looser now. You are moving with me more smoothly. Is it because of the release of guilt?"

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[This story is mostly fiction, but it's based on a real event in my life. It was such a hot experience that I thought ya'll would like it—and let me tell you, if I could, I'd hook up with these guys again! Be sure to comment/vote] * When I was twenty and still in college, I spent a summer house-sitting for a professor. It was a cheap way to stay in town while I took a class and worked at a summer job while generally goofing around.

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It was supposed to be a second honeymoon for my wife and me celebrating the anniversary of our reconciliation. The resort, located in Cancun, was adults only and all inclusive. It had several pools, bars and restaurants as well as its own private beach. What we didn't know was that most of the couples there were swingers.

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The steaming water hit my skin, rinsing away the sweat and the stress from the work-week. I'd started my Friday night workouts a year ago after breaking up with my girlfriend, and they've become a tradition. The gym's quiet in the evenings, letting me take my time as I work myself to exhaustion, leaving me feeling light-headed and refreshed - and more than a little horny, too. Working my muscles always leaves me feeling like that, and I enjoy stretching it out before I head home to jerk off.

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My first time happened back in 1969. My wife, Cheryl, and I were living in Ndola, in Zambia, where I worked on a copper mine. There was no TV out there, and very little in the way of a social life, aside from the local recreational club, which nearly all the expatriate community belonged to.

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