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Vic stood alone in the bedroom, staring at the reflection in the full-length mirror as though taking notes. Dark hair, cropped close. Dark eyes, both by nature and by the distant look of loss in them. Full Mediterranean lips in an olive face. Torso covered by a black t-shirt. The leather jacket that went with it was thrown over a chair. Hips and legs clad in tight faded jeans that covered the tops of lace-up boots.

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It has been two weeks since my sexual adventure with Angie and Billy and I can't get it out of my mind. I haven't seen Angie since that day but I see her mother, Sarah, frequently. When speaking with her I can't help but picture me licking her sweet daughter's pussy and I get wet every time. Since then I have followed my normal daily routine. My husband, David, has been in Europe on business for the last three weeks and I am lonesome.

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Natalia Petrovitch walked down the beach, wearing her smallest bikini and enjoyed the beauty of the morning. The feeling of the warm sand was comforting between her toes. There had been an early-morning fog, but it had lifted and it now appeared as if was going to be a truly beautiful day. There was just enough breeze to keep some of the heat away and later, she would lie out in the sun and work on her tan. She knew that tanning was ill-advised now, but it was just one of the many things she had never really been free to do.

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Fiona applied the last of her mascara then started to pack her make up away. The doorbell rang and she walked into the hallway. "Darren, the babysitter has arrived are you nearly ready?" She opened the front door. "Evening Ying, come in and make yourself at home." Ying, the daughter of a family friend, was now Darren and Fiona's regular babysitter for their two-year-old son Joshua.

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INTRODUCTION This story contains all types of sexual encounters, straight, gay, lesbian and bi-sexual. The story is fictional and the names of all characters are fictional. I have thoughts for a second part on hold and if there is interest in this theme then I will write the second part. In the past many readers of told me that they don't like sequels so I tried to honor that request. I found this story getting a little bit long so I decided to cut it off but leave the door open for another segment if there is reader interest. Enjoy the story.

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Sara and I had been married about five years. We were deeply in love (although I've always been a bit mystified about what she sees in me). Our sex life was regular, vigorous, and enjoyable. However, we were both a looking for the next peak. We were both in our early thirties. Sara was, in my opinion, gorgeous. She had rich red hair (complimented by a neatly trimmed red bush). Her face had a few freckles and, while perhaps not classically beautiful, had character, humor, and intelligence.

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Resisting one sexy barely-legal teenage school girl might have been possible. But resisting two? They came back to the room, which also served as my office, after class, at 4:00pm. I'd written them up for using their telephones in class, and told them they'd get detention for it. Valeria was Russian; her family had come to America five years ago. She was tall and slim, with long blond hair, big green eyes, and smooth white skin.

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Her husband Alex's car had barely pulled out of the driveway when Michelle Adams' phone rang. She had the day off work today; a substitute was teaching her classes as she had errands she desperately needed to run. She was going to meet Summer after and share a little lunch and maybe some fun. Alex didn't mind if she and Summer hit the sheets on occasion, he liked her auburn-haired girlfriend and their first threesome had been with Summer a few years back on their first anniversary.

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PRELUDE I woke up in a strange apartment alone on a Saturday morning. I was naked in strange bed and things started coming back to me. What had I done last night? Was it a dream or real? I knew the answer, it was real. My thoughts shamelessly returned to my fiancé Martin when I glanced at my engagement ring. He had returned to the UK for a month but he had been gone less than two weeks. We had been so close when he was here and yet I forgot him so quickly giving into my dark side.

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Saturday morning, and Jenny had woken up feeling very horny. Although this was nothing new in her world! She lay in bed enjoying the feel of the cool crisp sheets gently rubbing against her naked body, especially her sensitive nipples. She looked wistfully at the empty space beside her. Steve, her partner, had had to pop in to work early to sort out some problem, but with the promise to be back as soon as he could.

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