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Rachel and I had been best friends since we were eight years old. We were always there for each other, through good times and bad. We had even been each other's maids of honor when we got each got married. While we were alike in many ways, we did have some personality differences. She tended to be a little more conservative and reserved than I was. I was always up for adventure and risk while she stuck to the straight and narrow path, always doing what was "right" and always maintaining order. For her, everything had to be in its place - she tended to be a bit anal when it came to putting things back where they belonged or turning off the light when leaving a room. Yet, I still loved her like a sister.

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My husband and I always looked forward to the NASCAR season. This goes back to the day we met while camping in Rock City for the race at Charlotte. Every season we tried to make it to as many races as we could, camping out in the off field campgrounds and enjoying the total NASCAR experience. As time went on, and we became more successful, our camping equipment went from tents, to pop-up trailers, to a fifth wheel trailer then on to our current luxury motor home.

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I told myself I'd never do it again. It's too dangerous, I'd said to myself. There are better, safer ways of getting off. Still, there I was, cruising up and down the street in the seedier part of town, looking for the adult video store, going back to the glory hole. I hadn't been there in a while. I define myself as a straight man, and I've never actually been in bed with a man.

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It was 1996 and I was living on the coast of Mississippi. I had been married for six years, and my second son had just been born. I had just returned from several months at sea on a Navy ship. My wife was always exhausted and not interested in sex. I, on the other hand, had a perpetual hard on. One day while driving along the beach I happen to notice a sign that said XXX 24 HRS. I was curious because I'd never been in an adult store before. On a whim I decided to see what it was like.

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This is a little departure from my usual creampie stories. Yes there are creampies in it as they are my favorite. But there is some male bisexuality as well. If this offends you, please skip this story. Thank you.

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PART 1 I have a good job that pays very well and has wonderful benefits so I didn't need another job or the extra money. I'm also young, early thirties and I keep myself in good shape so I can party and keep going for most of the night. However, lately I've run into a dry spell so for the most part I'm left to my own devices. And that's okay, I enjoy my own company and an entertain myself for hours at a time, and I do. One night while walking home from a movie downtown I passed an adult theater.

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My name is Mary and I can't believe what has happened to me over the past few weeks. Until recently, my husband Phil and I were the perfect couple pursuing the American Dream. We have two kids, a boy and a girl. We're juggling two careers, me as a Systems Analyst, for a local engineering firm and Phil as an engineer at a large manufacturing plant.

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I have been married to my wife for eight years now and we have a decent marriage. We experiment, sexually, on occasion and have found certain things that really get each other off. The one we both agree stimulates both the most is when she puts on a strap on and fucks my ass. She becomes empowered by it with a sense of dominance, and I feel hot submitting to her. But sometimes you need extra outside stimulation.

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I discovered my neighborhood ABS when I was 18 years old, still living with my folks. My body was hairless; I was a tightly muscled but thin kid all of 5'6", and just 125 pounds. Anyway, every week or two, for the couple of years, I would sneak out with some excuse, and walk down the street to the XXX store there in Cocoa Beach. I still remember the feeling that would come over me. It was like my whole body was buzzing in anticipation.

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I walked into my Civil War history class on the first day of the fall semester. I enrolled in this class as a crip credit. My Dad was a Civil War buff and I spent my entire life hearing about the various battles, participants, what should have been done, stupid mistakes that were made, and endless trivia.

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