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[ by The Warthog (warthog@boxtwo.com) ]

This story is the second part of Tiffany’s Filling Experience

What a time it’s been since my experience at the automotive repair shop almost two years ago. The baby was born on time, healthy and very beautiful. We named her Jennifer but call her Jenny. Unlike her older brother Jeff who favors his father, Jenny has my features. It was therefore no surprise that she had blond hair and blue eyes.

It took a few months but I finally got my shape back, although my breasts remained large as a result of nursing Jenny. Hard work and watching my diet did the trick. My libido came back as well. After Jenny was born I lost interest in sex but the interest soon returned and the memories of what all those men did to me had me longing for a repeat performance. John noticed my new friskiness and was very pleased.

The auto shop experience changed me in certain ways. I found myself showing off my body more. John liked this as well. He encouraged me to dress sexier and I obliged him. I proudly told John what my new shape measured, 38DD-25- 36. I told him that I wouldn’t complain if he told all his friends and of course he did. I continued to work hard on my body to keep my shape but I was pretty certain that my breast size would shrink once Jenny was weaned. Of course, I knew that I could always get pregnant again. I enjoyed the time I was pregnant with Jenny. Having another child appealed to me.
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[ Story by Old Dreamer georgy@hotmail.com ]

We were invited to a colleague’s New Year’s party. My wife Julie hates parties and I mentioned it nervously, firmly expecting that she would refuse. I was surprised when she accepted with no fuss.

Our marriage had been going through a rough phase lately. I had once pressed her to make love to another man in my presence but she had indignantly refused.

“If I am going to fuck someone else it will be because I want to and in private not for your entertainment.” she had said. Wanting to save my marriage, I backed off and had said no more.

When the party invite arrived, I knew it was not going to be a swinging affair. I could but hope it might be exciting.

She must have sensed my hopeful eagerness and expected the worst. I didn’t imagine that is why she agreed to come and assumed she just wanted to please me to help save the marriage but, in the light of events, I am not as sure now.
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Games are something we all do, be it baseball, football or whatever. There are also other kinds of games. This is about a special game I play; I hope you enjoy it.

We, my husband and I, have this jar where we each write down some games or ideas for games we’d like to play and every so often we’ll get in the game playing mood and select a slip of paper from the jar. The one rule is that we have to do what the paper says.

We have an equal number of ideas in the jar so the chances of selecting something new to the other is at least fifty-fifty, but more often than not, I lose, or is it win?

This particular day I was feeling randy, no she wasn’t around today but if she had been I would have been feeling very randy. When my husband got home I had the jar sitting on the coffee table and he knew what it meant. He reached in and pulled out a slip of paper and put it on the table and said to me, read it while I shower and change clothes.
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The ferry was due to sail just before midnight. While we were waiting to drive our hire car onto the ship, my wife and I had sat in a taverna knocking back Metaxa Greek brandy. By the time that we had stowed the car and found the lounge I was shattered. Susan, my beautiful but wanton wife, had consumed enough Greek brandy to feel horny, so she told me to get another round of drinks and then find somewhere quiet for us to fuck.

I had been driving all day and badly needed a few hours sleep, so I told her to get her own drink as I was going to lay down on the long seat and have a nap. I remember her ordering another brandy at the bar and then seeing her talking to five young Greek guys, who were playing cards.

I must have dozed off for about twenty minutes and awoke to find my wife and three of the card players missing, leaving the other two guys still playing cards. They told me that their friends were showing my wife round the ship, and explained that they were members of a five a side soccer team who were going to the mainland to play in a competition. I was by now, deeply concerned, because I knew what my wife was like when she had had a drink, especially when in the company of three good looking, young soccer players.
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Continued from GBV12 – Sherry Proves Herself Worthy

My name is Sherry. I am married and have two children. I work hard to keep my 31 year old body in good shape. I have long blond hair that stops about eight inches above my waist. My eyes are blue, I weigh 108 pounds and stand about 5′6″ tall in high heels.

My husband Jim asked me to tell the story of my night on the town in Las Vegas. He has already told the story of my encounter with the four black gentlemen at our hotel. What happened after that adventure, is the subject of this writing. So, buckle your seat belts and here goes.

During the year prior to my adventure, I lost a considerable amount of weight. I won’t say how much, though. I also started on an exercise program to tighten up my body. The result is a shapely figure measuring 35-22-35. My cup size is “D”, however, the off-the-rack bras I buy always seem a little tight.

After my experience with the black gentlemen, I was very excited and wanted more. I felt guilty about what I had done and I told Jim. He seemed a little stunned and dazed, however I could see no anger in his face. I did see a stain on his pants around the crotch and figured that he had enjoyed our little party.

I love my husband very much, however, the new feelings I had experienced that night pushed me on. I told Jim that tomorrow I would be his faithful wife again, but that while it was dark, I would be looking for other men. Jim just stared and said nothing as I walked out the door of our hotel room.
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Suzy and I had been married for six years when she began to change. At first I didn’t notice but that soon changed. We had recently moved into a new house with lots of extra space for children. Suzy and I had known one another for twenty of our twenty six years. We were sweethearts by high school and married at college. After graduating we took high paying jobs in our respective fields and saved for a house and family.

Everything was going according to our plan. We had everything we wanted except the kids. Suzy stopped taking the pill and we waited for her to start ovulating. We were naive in the matters of sex and had had only each other as partners. We had experimented in high school a little and developed a steady diet of sex at about once a week since college. Our sessions were simple and unfortunately resulted in me cumming alone. Suzy didn’t seem to mind and convinced me that our lovemaking felt great to her. I suspected she simply did not know what she was missing. I tried to get Suzy to let me satisfy her orally but she dismissed the attempt as “nasty.”

A month after moving into our new house, Suzy asked if we could join a health club. I ask her why? Her figure is terrific. She correctly reminded me that although she was trim, she needed to work out to maintain a healthy body, especially if she was going to carry a baby. She also suggested that I could work on the bear gut that I had developed after college. Suzy set up a membership at a club near our house. She began to make regular trips every other day to the club. I went with her the first couple of times but lost interest after that.
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This story was written at the request of a woman named Belinda. She had been married to her husband Robert for some time. Robert was unaware that Belinda had a new secret life. She had wanted to tell Robert about that life but just couldn’t bring herself to do it. I first met Belinda at the photo studio that I work at. I’m a budding photographer and amateur writer. It was my writing that prompted Belinda to approach me about writing her story.

Lawrence, the photographer that I was apprenticed to, discovered Belinda walking down the street. He was looking for models and thought that she would do well. At first I wasn’t so sure but Lawrence (He doesn’t like to be called Larry) has a knack for picking hot women.

I had worked for Lawrence for about a year. He called me whenever he needed an assistant for a shoot and to do other things as he saw fit. It was valuable experience. Lawrence was what most women considered a ‘hunk’. Tall, broad shoulders, bulging arms and a trim waist. The guy had straight dark hair and he sported a pony tail that reached the middle of his back.

The first time I met Belinda was on her first shoot. Lawrence called me in to help him with a series of newcomer shoots. Belinda was the last shoot of the day. She arrived on time and we were introduced. “A very nice looking woman,” I thought. She had shoulder length blond hair. It was a little on the darker side of blond and was very pretty. Her face was a perfect match for her hair, very pretty. She had a cute sexy smile and blue eyes that you could get lost in. I couldn’t guess at her age, but she was definitely youthful looking.
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It all began innocently enough. My husband, Jack, and I were driving home from a party. We both had drunk enough that we were feeling relaxed. Though not exactly newlyweds, we still get frisky and I was feeling warm this night.

As we drove on the interstate home, I leaned against Jack and said that I couldn’t wait to get home. “What are you going to do first?” he asked. I allowed how I was looking forward to getting out of these clothes. “Why wait?’ he asked as though it was the most natural thing in the world. Though I had never done anything outside the house before, I decided to play his little game. I reached down and unbuttoned my blouse. Jack’s eye were having a hard time sticking to the road. I pulled my blouse out of my skirt and removed. I leaned against Jack and could tell from his bulge that he was having fun. The funny thing was that I was enjoying this little game too.

Jack asked, “You’re not done yet are you?” A challenge like that couldn’t go unanswered. I reached behind my back and unfastened my bra. I lowered it to my lap. Jack’s eye nearly bugged out when he looked over and saw my naked breasts in the passing cars headlight. I leaned against him and he put his hand around me and grab my right breast and started playing. By the time we arrived home, we were both so excited that we didn’t even make it out of the garage.
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Friday night had finally arrived and Michelle’s fantasy was about to begin. Well, I guess it was really my fantasy. My name is Jeff. Michelle and I have been dating for a few months and I can’t keep my hands off her. One look at Michelle and you would understand why I’m constantly horny.

Michelle stands about five feet eight inches in her five inch heels. Her long straight blond hair reaches her waist line. Her eyes are blue and she has a sexy smile. Michelle is very slender and although she hasn’t told me, I suspect she weighs about 100 pounds. Her smooth, shapely legs end at heaven’s definition of a perfect little ass.

Continuing up Michelle’s awesome figure one notices her tiny little waist. Ultimately, the eye is drawn to her perfect breasts. These mounds are of above average size, however they seem large on her petit frame. Michelle’s firm breasts are accented by very sensitive nipples that seem to be permanently hard.

I asked her many times what her measurements were, but her modesty would not allow her to reveal her statistics. After a few weeks of dating, my never ending compliments of her body and my constant questions, she shyly told me that she measured 34C-21-34.
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[ Story by Dogboy (syfer666@aol.com) ]

Thanksgiving. The true meaning…

Well it was that time of year again and thanksgiving seemed to be headed right into the old boring file. I was all set to go to my mother in-laws in Florida when my boss called and said he was going to need me over the Thanksgiving weekend.

He said, “Spend the holiday with the family but I need you here over the weekend.” I told my wife about this and she wasn’t too happy, but she understood.

I was prepared to spend the holiday at an airport hotel when at the last minute I got a call from my boss. “Bob, since your family is going south why don’t you come have Thanksgiving with us? Pia is home from school and it’ll be a real family Thanksgiving. We can take off the next morning for our meeting and it seems to me that would be the most convenient thing.”

I thought about it and agreed. I had, had a brief affair with the boss’s daughter two years ago, and I wanted to she her again. I hadn’t seen her since she went away to college and I remembered how much fun she’d been in bed the few times we’d done it.

I fantasized; I was picturing myself fucking Pia’s perfect body on the dinner table, right in front of her shocked family, and even in her own bedroom where she grew up as a little girl. My cock grew instantly hard just thinking about it.
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The school bus pulled out of the church parking lot carrying a load of kids to summer camp. My eight year old son Jeff was on the bus. I now had a full week to myself. My husband John had been on a business trip for two weeks and was not expected back for another two. I missed him very much and was starting to miss Jeff.

I had been looking forward to the time alone. Now, I wasn’t sure it would be that much fun. I had planned to spend time with my best friend Judy. I wanted to check out a new maternity store at the mall and Judy said that she would tag along. I thought that afterward we could have lunch and maybe see a movie. The Saturday crowds at the mall made shopping a drag and we couldn’t find a suitable movie. We settled on a quick lunch then decided to try shopping on Monday.

The rest of the weekend went slowly. I watched a lot of TV and read a little. The two weeks without my husband was causing a hunger between my legs. I partially relieved myself by watching one of John’s porno films while fingering my starving pussy. The immediate tension was released with an orgasm. It was not the same, however, as a good old fashion screwing that my husband always gives me. I missed him more now.
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About a month ago I received a letter from a college fraternity brother of mine. I hadn’t seen Stan since graduation three years before. Stan was trying to get a group of us together to meet for the first football game of the season. He had settled down in the town where our university was located while most of the rest of our click had moved away. The plan was to go to the game and then to the old frat house afterwards. We’d finish off the night back a Stan’s place.

I looked forward to the visit. I wanted to see my buddies, but I also wanted my buddies to see my new bride Kathy. Now, I’m not what you’d call a good looking guy. During college I didn’t have many dates and the ones I did have weren’t interested in a second date. My buddies continuously poked fun at my lack of experience and lack of women.

Well, since college I met Kathy. I’ll never understand why she was attracted to me. Of course, I smother her with affection and devotion. She’s the type of woman who values what’s inside not what’s outside. The irony is that she could have had any man she wanted. You see. Kathy is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. To top it off, she has the sweetest personality of any woman I have ever known. I’m not just saying that because she is my wife.

Kathy stands 5′9″ inches tall and weighs 120 pounds. Her hair is long, silky and naturally light blond. She wears it parted down the middle. It’s a simple look, but with her perfect angel face any styling is unnecessary. Her eyes are sparkling deep blue and her skin is baby smooth without a blemish to be found. She sports a beautiful tan and keeps herself in shape with aerobics. So far so good? There is more.

I have tried to get Kathy to tell me her measurements. She shyly tells me she doesn’t know. I think she is embarrassed for some reason. By my eye she measures 38DD-23-36. I’m guessing at her waist and hips. I am certain about her bust, however. I’ve sneaked looks at her underwear. You may wonder why a fox like Kathy wouldn’t be full of herself or why she would marry a toad like me. I think it goes back a few years. Until about two years ago, Kathy had been very overweight. She also wore very thick glasses. After high school she got a job as a secretary. One of her coworkers helped her through a diet and exercise program. She also had eye surgery to eliminate the need for glasses. The result was as described above.
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My name is Jenny. My story is about a major change in my life. I’m 35 years old, married and have two children. My husband is a Minister in a small town in Texas. We’ve been married for 17 years. My life has been very prim and proper but satisfying until recently. About two weeks ago I started out to attend a bible seminar in Dallas, which is about a three hour drive from home. I kissed and hugged my two sons Brad and Jeff and husband Jim and promised that I would be careful on the road. I told Jim that I would call him from the hotel to let him know I was OK.

The trip went fine until I got near Dallas. A road construction crew was working on the road and had set up a detour. I checked my map to see how far this would put me from my final destination. No problem, it turned out, if I used a county road about 5 miles from the detour. Unfortunately, my car decided to die after about 10 miles down the county road. I lifted the hood to take a look at the engine even though I know nothing about cars. I had hopes that someone might come along and help. I hadn’t passed any cars on this stretch and I was worried it might be some time before someone came by. It was a hot July day and I was beginning to perspire.

My worries ended when a pick-up truck pulled up behind my car. Two very large black men got out and walked to the front of my car. I was startled at first and a little afraid at the sight of these two giants. They seemed polite enough when they asked if I needed help. I smiled and answered yes. Both looked under the hood and after a few minutes’ one of the men said that it looked like a bad fuel pump. He offered to give me a ride into town to arrange a tow. I accepted his kindness and introduced myself.

The man that offered the ride told me that his name was Fred and his friend’s name was Joe. We all got in their truck with me sitting in the middle. The pick-up was old and had no air-conditioning. It was a standard size pick-up but I was still cramped between these huge men. I noticed that my shirt was beginning to cling to my skin. Fred and Joe had noticed as well. They kept stealing glances at my chest as the wet material of my shirt outlined my breasts. They remained gentlemen, however.
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The is a story about a life changing experience that my wife and I had a couple of years ago. Abby and I had planned a celebration after she lost a considerable amount of weight. She had reduced down to 110 pounds and looked great. I should describe Abby. She has long brown hair and big brown eyes. She has the cutest face and her smile is contagious. She stands five and a half feet tall and has a body that won’t quit. Abby’s petite figure measures 34D-21-33. Despite her awesome assets Abby is embarrassed to show off her shape.

Most of the time Abby wore baggy pants and tops. Like many women, she did not feel that she was beautiful, despite my complements. I finally persuaded her to buy some sexy clothes for our night on the town. I requested that she get something that had a very short skirt and was skin tight. I also requested that she not wear underwear. She balked at this but finally agreed after I begged her.
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I am in love with my wife Sally. I am also in lust with her. She is the only woman who truly turns me on and I have no interest in other women. But, for some reason I cannot figure out, I get even more turned on when other men are attracted to Sally. When I fantasize I don’t fantasize about myself with other women, I fantasize about Sally with other men. After I first shared this fantasy with Sally I learned that she was interested in fucking other men as well. It was just a matter of time before we made our fantasies a reality.

Since our first threesome with another man three years ago, Sally has fucked at least 35 men. She loves being the center of attention and she likes to take on lots of cocks, so many of her encounters with other men have been gang bangs. We are always searching out new adventures for Sally, new ways for her to experience strangers’ cocks. Sally’s latest escapade took place on the streets of Houston.
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This is a story about a typical housewife, with a typical family in a typical suburban setting. The 32 year old housewife’s name is Christi. Christi shares a house with her husband Mike, that’s me, and our 5 year old son. Christi is an exotic beauty with long dark hair and lovely big brown eyes.

During Christi’s pregnancy with our son, she put on a few pounds. For years she struggled with diets in order to lose the weight and get back her shape. Recently, with determination and discipline Christi lost her weight. A good exercise program helped tone her body.

Now let me describe the new Christi. She stands five and a half foot tall and measures 35D-21-35. As you can tell from the stats, Christi is stacked. I’m not sure whether it was the pregnancy, the extra weight or just getting older, but Christi had developed world class breasts. Christi’s breasts are firm and stand out proudly, even with their above average weight. It is no problem for her to go without a bra. With the appropriate dress (bra-less of course), Christi’s topside is the center of attention.
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Min Young-ju came to work for our small Phoenix based business just two months ago. She had an MBA in accounting and was willing to work for peanuts. My wife and I thought we were pretty lucky to get her. But we didn’t know just how lucky we were.

The first time I saw Min Young-ju was the day she came in for a job interview. She was from Korea and new to our country. My wife and I have a small business in Phoenix and we’re always trying to find front office people, so it wasn’t unusual to give interviews at anytime during the week. The only thing I remember about her was that she never said a word to anyone, only to my wife during the interview, and that she was sort of cute.

I was surprised when Cheryl told me that she’d hired her. But according to her resume she had an MBA in accounting and was willing to work for peanuts, so I guess we were lucky. At the time I didn’t know just how lucky.
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It was hot and steamy as we arrived at the airport in Brisbane for the long journey home to Boston. This was the end of a month-long camper van vacation in Australia, and I, for one, was overjoyed to be heading back to some normalcy. For an entire month my wife Anne (I call her “the queen”) had avoided sex in the camper van, or anywhere else for that matter, since “the children are nearby.” – The irony of her way of thinking will be evident shortly.

Actually, she is not very interested in sex anytime, since she was taught by her mother that sex was “dirty.” The only time she ever saw her parents making love, they were fully clothed (hike up the skirt, dear – I’ll just quickly unzip.) Sometimes I wonder how we ever ended up with three children; one is grown and on her own, the two boys (Ralph, 17 and Trevor, 14) were with us on holiday. Because I travel regularly, I have opportunity for other sexual outlets during the year, but four plus weeks within close quarters with a demanding uptight woman does not give you much opportunity to develop alternatives.
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A few weeks ago, my wife Krista and I attended a party at her friend’s home. It was an informal affair, just drinks and snacks. There were about 9 or 10 couples there, all of us married and in our late twenties. It was a holiday weekend and everyone was drinking quite a bit. The host had made arrangements so those who lived beyond walking distance could sleep over. This made the drinking a little heavier than normal.

My wife was a little tipsy. I could tell because she was flirting with all the men there and laughing quite a bit. Krista was wearing a short skirt, exposing about two thirds of her sexy thighs. Her top was kind of a scoop out design with thin straps. Since she wasn’t wearing a bra, her firm tits bobbed and jiggled every time she moved. This little show wasn’t lost on most of the men in the room.
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[ story by MitchJ (mitchj28652@hotmail.com) ]

A few months ago I was visiting a friend for the weekend. His wife was out-of-town and I drove up from Nashville to visit. He mentioned ever since he got married he had many women wanting to fool around on the side. He had been communicating with a married woman online for a while who said she was looking for a threesome. The night I arrived at my friend’s house we went on his computer so he could show me her pic. She was an attractive brunette in her 30’s with a fine body and face.

As luck would have it she was online and we IM’d her. I introduced myself to her and told her about me while I asked her questions. I was concerned that she was married and she informed me her husband has agreed to leave the house for the night so she could have uninhibited fun. I asked her what she wanted and she said it was a fantasy of hers to have two men. I said I would be in town all weekend if she wanted to get together. Her reply was that she would love for us to come over the next evening and that she couldn’t wait to taste us both.
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[ story by The Warthog (warthog@boxtwo.com) ]

It was day one of the new NFL season and the boys and I were set to watch some football. I had just put in a big screen TV and naturally all my friends wanted to watch the first big Giants game on my new set. The Giants were playing the Packers this afternoon. It was with great irony that before half-time was over the only Giants we cared about were those packing our shorts.

The boys showed up about 12:30 with beer and munchies in tow. It was the least they could do, since I was providing the TV. I didn’t realize I would be providing the entertainment as well. The guys handed the goodies to Bobbie, my wife, and took their seats in front of the TV.

Tim smiled at Bobbie and asked, “Bill, how did you get this beautiful lady to marry your ugly ass?”

I replied, “It must be my considerable charms.”

“Bull shit,” returned Tim. “If that was the case she would have gone for LD over there,” he added.

I chuckled and said, “You have a point.”

All this was lost on Bobbie who just smiled in her shy way. I should describe Bobbie. She is five feet, four inches of the cutest, sexiest female I have ever known. She has a tomboyish manner but her physical assets are all woman. She has natural long blond hair and light blue eyes. She won’t tell me her measurements, however, by my eye she probably measures about 36D-23-35. I’m certain of the first number because it’s written on the tags of her bras. Her fresh all American face looks ten years younger than her 26 years.
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[ Story by Bedo be_do_li_do@excite.com ]

Wendy and I are both in our late twenties. She’s 5′6, 110 lbs., 34c, light blue eyes, and a natural redhead. Wendy has these beautiful soft thick lips… just perfect for blowjobs. Being a Natural redhead, her pubic hair is red and very soft. We’ve been together about 4 years, married a little over 2 years. She’s had a few boyfriends before me, but I could tell she was very inexperienced Sexually speaking. Wendy is a very modest woman. She wears a one-piece bathing suit in public. I’ve tried to get her to dress and act sexy in public, but she won’t. I’ve even tried getting her drunk and having my way with her on a secluded beach without any luck. However, when I get her in the mood at home she’ll do anything to climax. She’ll get this look in her eye that says “please take what you want… just let me cum.” I love to hold off bringing her to a climax just to tease her. She’ll start moaning and promising her body to me anyway I want it, just let her cum. She loves my fantasy stories about her and other men. These stories always get her excited and she can always climax during them. After she cums I use every hole in her beautiful body.

About 3 months ago I planned a bachelor party for my best friend, Michael. Wendy was to order the food and hire a “nice-family-type” stripper. The day of the party, Wendy picked up the food and cleaned the house. The guys started arriving around 7pm and the things began to get loud and rowdy. Wendy was upstairs getting ready for a night with the girls when the phone rang. She came down stairs and called me over. It seems the stripper had the flu and wouldn’t be coming. They tried to find a replacement; however, all the other girls were either booked for another party, or not available. Being a typical guy, I figured we had just lost the only real entertainment, and the party was going to die. So I began to panic. I told her she was going to have to help me think of something and quick. She grabbed the phone and I grabbed my cell, and we both frantically started calling other agencies.
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[ By the Warthog warthog@boxtwo.com ]

My name is Jim. I just turned 35 a couple of months ago. I married my wife Sherry nine years ago. We have two children, a son eight years old and a little girl three years old. We have a good life but there have been some rough spots. My story is about the end of one of those rough times.

About two years ago Sherry and I had a big fight. She was spending much of her time with the kids and seemed less interested in spending time with me. She got involved in the PTA when our boy started first grade. She also volunteered as a baby sitter three nights a week at church for single women who worked evening hours. I didn’t see much of Sherry during that period. I confronted her about this and the fight started.

Sherry defended her actions as being normal motherly activities. I told her that I was proud of what she did for the kids but that we didn’t have much time together, especially ‘bed’ time. I also complained that she had let her appearance down.

My wife had been a very attractive woman when we married. She was 22 at the time and looked as if she was right off the pages of Playboy magazine. With long natural blond hair, blue eyes, an angel face, smooth legs and a tiny waist, she got plenty of attention when she walked down the street.
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[ Story by Tim nonono69@hotmail.com ]

I am 35, my wife is 26. We’d been married for about 3 years. It was my second marriage and my wife was a very horny girl.

After we were married about a year, Rena told me all of her fantasies. Her biggest one was to be tied to the bed, blindfolded, ear plugs a hood over her head, total sensory deprivation. She didn’t want to see, hear, or be able to move. And she wanted me to do this early in the morning and come in every hour or two and do anything I wanted to with her.

She also said that she wanted to be gagged so she wouldn’t be able to object or try to stop her assailant. What a fantasy.
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[ Story by DFran, address withheld]

The problem with working on the second shift is that you miss a lot of great parties and this night was going to be another one.  My girlfriend Karen was throwing a quaint, intimate party for her sister who was in town to make arrangements for her wedding in the coming spring. Her sister Susie had moved to Colorado to attend school and had decided to stay there after graduation. Now she was in town for the weekend and Karen had invited several of their old high school girl friends over for a “Long Island Ice Tea” party.

I had one drink with the two of them but had to leave for work before the party began. I knew it was going to be a wild night and I hoped that I could get home before it was over, but when I approached our apartment it was depressingly quiet.  When I walked through the front door my suspicions were confirmed. There were women passed out on every piece of available furniture. Two girls were sleeping on the fold out bed, there were one each in the three living room chairs, and upon entering the bedroom I discovered Karen and Susie side by side in our queen size bed.

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