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I wanted to be raped. Not really raped. Just pretend, fun raped. So like everything you want these days, I looked online. Nothing. I placed an ad asking for what I wanted. Just like that. I can't remember what I wrote now, but I imagine it was some approximation of my fantasy. Or...not really my fantasy because only someone special could have made that happen.

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"You don't think it's a big deal that you fucked your own brother?" was all Sarah's mother could say. The moment the sentence left her mouth, she realized how absurd it was. Sarah rolled her eyes, "It wasn't like that! They were just hookups. We followed the rules. It is NOT a big deal!"

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Matt had long found his sister-in-law, Priscilla, very attractive. Married to her sister, Sondra, he had gotten many eyefuls of her voluptuous body. The two sisters were very alike in personality. They also looked much alike in their faces. Both of them had long brown hair and a good tan. But Priscilla was 3 years older than Sondra and Matt at 28. She also had bigger breasts than her sisters. Sondra had a decent pair at 32B, but Priscilla carried her 44DDs very well.

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My mother Anne was a rather average-looking woman. Her hair was brown, short and curly, and she had a pear-shaped body with wide hips. Her breasts were hanging low and they had huge dark areolas. Right now mom's wide cellulite-ridden ass was up. It had a couple of dark moles on it, and I could see the nest of wiry hairs which surrounded the opening of her vagina, which felt loose and warm as my penis slid into it.

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My sister and I were identical twins; I always say that we are unusual twins because our mother refused to dress us alike, ever! From a very early age our mother encouraged us to have different hair styles; my sister was encouraged towards music and dance while I was guided to gymnastics and anything remotely sporting.

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I am diabolical. Brilliant, but diabolical. I probably shouldn't be telling you this, but I don't have anyone else to tell now. I mean, why go through all the effort if you're the only one who gets to enjoy it. You see, my plan was perfect and if it wasn't for old Saint Nick, I would have gotten away with it. Well, I guess I should tell you the story first, its long and I don't have much time left now.

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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 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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Author - Gravidact, Submit...finally. A couple of weeks of plot development, reading, rereading, spell-checking, finally come to the one button. Harry Stewart sent the latest story up to the 'erotic literature' site, to see if they would take it. It was a tough site; usually they'd require an editor to look over the piece before it got uploaded.

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The hours were passing by as fast as molasses. James sat there listening to some underling drone on and on about the approaching conference. "So, if all goes well I'll be checking out that vista from that vacant 14th floor office, huh, Mr. Jeffers?" Edward stared into James' expressionless ocean-like eyes.

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