Your erotic stories

Let me start off with a little bit of history of this encounter. I have been bi-curious for quite some time but too afraid to ever act upon it and my husband is secure enough in our marriage to encourage my fantasy as long as he is not left out. With that let's begin my awakening.....

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Most women have a secret indulgence: chocolate, maybe, or shoes; jewellery for some, soap operas or magazines for others. Penny's indulgence was lingerie, and where lingerie was concerned she had firm principles, which didn't include thrift. Her underwear wardrobe was extensive, varied and expensive.

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"Turn here." I look at her with suspicion. There were three choices before me at this moment. Continue down the road and eventually make our way back to I-49's endless stretch. Turn right and creep our way through the sleeping country of Natchitoches parish.

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My husband and I were on a weekend trip to Las Vegas for a wedding a few weeks ago, when something happened that changed my way of thinking about sex with another woman. We had the evening to ourselves and were going out for dinner and a show.

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"Fi! Hold the door!" A screech cuts through the rush hour bustle, and I wince in recognition. Clutching my bag closer, I sink into my seat and stare at the Metro doors, willing them to close. "Fi!" I duck my head. I know she knows I can hear her, but I don't care. I've never made a secret of hating her.

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On Monday I appeared for work. There I met Denise, the secretary/paralegal who was also Ron's sister. Denise was thirty-five with long brown hair that reached her ass, a curvy figure, impressive chest, and killer legs. Her round wide round face featured large green eyes, a prominent jaw, and a large mouth with full lips.

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It was a dumb idea. A friend told me about it and I guess I thought it might be good for a few laughs. And maybe I would meet somebody nice. It was a speed dating service that matched rich guys and hot girls. Silly, I know. Since I hadn't met anyone nice in a while I thought I would try it. I knew that I was going to meet a lot of jerks but I thought there might be a chance of meeting someone nice who could squire me around town and spoil me for a change.

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These stories will follow the views and perspectives of individual characters, sometimes switching between them. I apologize for any confusion this may cause and I hope to clearly distinguish between each character when I make the transitions.

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Bridget set the last pin holding a stray curl into place. Twirling her finger around a single copper strand, she ensured her hair looked perfect at a glance. Taking a soft brush from the counter she ran it back and forth across the pink compact. Tapping the brush against the sink she lifted the bristles to feather the color along her cheekbones.

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I woke up that morning not knowing what would unfold that day. It was just a standard day. Woke the kids up, fed them breakfast, drove them to school and then I got myself ready to meet an old friend for lunch.

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