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New Year's Eve is always one of my favorite holidays, and while my girlfriend Sarah and I don't go out to the bars anymore, we still like to get together with friends and have a good time. 2005, was no different, except now we have a house to entertain in. We had moved in that summer, a couple months after we had gotten engaged, so we were well established and ready to host a party by the time winter rolled around.

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Billy and Joe sat back on the old sofa located in Joe's basement as they watched their favorite TV show. It was not a comedy or drama or even a real sports show. "Shit....I hope they have the girls on first tonight," Billy grinned. "Yeah, they are not that good at wrestling but shit when they rub their titties together it's really hot." "Have you ever....you know...seen two women really wrestle I mean....like fight?" Billy asked his childhood buddy.

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Julie took one last look at her self in the mirror and turned smiling at Mark, "I think I'm ready," she said with a nervous grin on her excited face as she stood anxiously waiting to get this night of discovery started. She ran her hands down the front of her tight jeans and made sure the gauzy pink shirt was hanging just right.

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My wife Angie and I have been married for seven years and despite having had two children Angie had kept her figure, she was a slim 34 year old woman with long blond hair and small to average, but beautifully formed breasts. We have had a good but not very adventurous love life. Angie would give me oral sex, usually while I was returning the favour but never allowed me to cum in her mouth. We had discussed anal sex but she had considered it too painful and dirty.

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Sue and I had finally gotten away for a mini holiday. It was nice to be able to just relax and not have to worry about work or the house. We went to hotel near Dartmoor for a few days that had indoor and outdoor pools, a Jacuzzi, and a sauna. Just what is needed to work out that stress.

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Cori strode naked through the club and took her seat at the bar. Picking up her glass, she looked at her husband with a smile. "Lost again?"He asked. "Depends on how you look at it,"she replied after a sip of her drink. "I'm naked, but his cock is hard enough to use as a pool cue." Dan laughed as his wife shook her long blonde hair from her shoulder. "You always lose your clothes. You never could shoot pool and you know it."

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When I hung up the phone, I admit I might have slammed down the receiver in frustration. It was Monday and I had been looking forward to an evening spent in my recliner with a couple beers and some Monday Night Football. Instead, I had just been informed that I had been enlisted by my wife to help entertain another in a seemingly endless stream of consultants brought in to figure out how to make my wife's place of employment hum.

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My wife Kate walked into the house first, naked. Lori, our good friend and down the street neighbor, followed closely behind. She was also naked and chuckled quietly as we climbed the stairs from the back deck to the house. I followed those two gorgeous derrieres into the cool kitchen. This had already been quite the afternoon. We had all been laying out in the back yard, getting some early spring sun on ourselves. We were all a bit pink. Some were stickier than others.

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You almost always meet at least one couple like them at a lifestyle event. One of them talks excessively, but her chatter is just a nervous jumble of pleasant words that say nothing about their real intentions. The other says hardly a word, but his roving eye and transparent expression announce their fantasy to have sex with strangers.

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My boss came in one day and told me that I still had three days of vacation left from last year, which I had to use up within a month, otherwise I'd lose it. That surprised me, because I thought I had used up all my vacation when my wife Gina and I went to Hawaii last year. Apparently not. My boss asked me when I wanted to take the time off. Well, it was already the middle of March, and I had not done my taxes yet.

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