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Bill walked over to Faith’s table. “OK to sit down, Faith?”, he asked. Faith, startled out of her daydreaming, said quickly, “Sure, Bill.” Bill sat down and looked warmly across at her. She was eighteen, a little slim, but quite good looking. Shoulder length blonde hair, big blue eyes, and legs that wouldn’t quit! ‘I bet her boobs are virgin ripe’, he thought, ‘Faith is really a dynamite chick.’

“How’s it going, sweetheart,” he asked?

“OK, I guess. Oh, not really. I can’t seem to get any guy to ask me out. What’s wrong with me, Bill? Sue and Linda seem to have boys coming out their ears,” she said. “You’ve been out with both of them, what do they have that I don’t?”

Bill just smiled. “They just have a little more knowledge and experience of what guys want in their girls, Faith. They know how to make their dates have a good time when they go out. You know, get them all excited and then take care of them.”

Faith frowned. Bill leaned forward and quietly said, “Faith, they just have more experience and skill than most other girls. And they have real good figures, and boys like that. And what a girl doesn’t have physically, she makes up in talent, know what I mean? They’re good at making out. I should know, I taught them.”

Faith looked at Bill eagerly. “Could you maybe, you know, show me what boys like to do? How to, uh, make out? I’ll do anything to be popular with the boys,” she said.

“Yeah, Faith, if that’s what you want. How about Friday night? There’s a dance over in Middletown,” he said quickly, his mind racing at fast forward. “We’ll go there, OK?” She brightened up. “Oh, wow, that’s great. What should I wear,” she asked.
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“Rodney, Rodney, I won, I won!” It was my wife screaming into the phone so loud that I thought everyone at work could hear her. Not that it made much difference. We lived in a small town where everyone knows everyone and I worked at the family feed store with my brother and sister.

“I won a week in Las Vegas on that radio show! I was the ninth caller and I won us a vacation.”

Little did I know what a change that was going to make in our lives. We’d been married three years and had been sweethearts since the sixth grade. We had wanted to get married since we were fifteen but of course we had to wait until we were eighteen. As I said, we live in a small town and most decent folk are very conservative. It may be difficult for most of you to believe but the most we did before we were married was French kiss, and at that we thought we were courting eternal damnation.

After we were married the floodgates burst open so to speak. Our honeymoon was a camping / fishing trip for two weeks. Claire loves to fish as much as I do so we thought it would be great. The only pole that saw any use in those two weeks was my stiff rod. We fucked morning, noon and night. Claire just couldn’t get enough. I’d wake in the morning because she was sliding her pussy over my morning boner.
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Men often complain that their wives aren’t interested in sex, but my husband doesn’t complain at all — I’m the one with the complaint!

From early morning to late at night, my husband works as a heavy equipment salesman. He makes tons of money, but he never makes love to me except for a half-hearted effort on some weekends. What’s even worse, when he gets home at night he usually falls asleep on the couch. We never see a movie, go out to dinner, or even just go to the mall to get out of the house. Yes, if it wasn’t for the fact that he gives me and the kids all the money we need, life would be unbearable.

The worst thing, though, is that I really loved him before he began to think of nothing but work. I still do love him, and that’s why for 15 years I never thought of cheating on him. I always thought everything would be allright if he’d just think of me sometimes instead of how many bulldozers he can sell to the big account in Idaho! Anyway, when I told him I was getting bored and needed something to do during the day (he doesn’t want me to work; he says he makes more money than we could ever spend, and he might be right!), he said “Why don’t you go volunteer to work at the hospital. That should keep you busy!”

Although I don’t like the sight of blood, I responded to an ad in the paper looking for hospital volunteers. As I was given a tour of the hospital, the volunteer coordinator explained that I would basically help the nurses — make sure ice water bottles in rooms are filled, maybe push a patient around in a wheelchair, get newspapers for the patients, and so on. It didn’t sound too dificult, so I told them I would begin on Monday.

Since I’m just 36, I was easily the youngest volunteer in the hospital. Most of the daytime help consisted of retired gents, or elderly widows after the retired gents. Still, everyone pitched in and made themselves useful. After the first week, I was finding the work very rewarding and I looked forward to my four-hour shift three days a week! I was still frustrated by my husband’s lack of attention, but the volunteer work provided some outlet and relief from my physical cravings for sex.
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Being newly weds and short of money, my hubby encouraged me to take a job at a local department store to help with the living expenses. We had been married about 6 months at this time and it was the Christmas season. One Saturday the store had their Christmas party after closing. There was food and plenty of spiked punch.

Everyone was having a good time it seemed and it appeared that I had gotten the attention of my supervisor Zak. He was a middle-aged very handsome black man who seemed to be more attentive this evening than usual. I had carefully chosen my dress for the day to look like Christmas and to present a nice neat look. I wore black lacy undies (as if anyone would see them, but it made me feel good) and a red knit dress that clung to my 5′-9″ nicely shaped body.

I knew that Zak appreciated it as I could see it in his eyes as they would move up and down my body and stop at my 34-c white lobes. I could almost read his mind I thought. Periodically he would move near me and whisper things like, “You look very striking today, Molly,” or “That is a nice dress you have. I really love red.”

I don’t know if it was the drink or the attention that was getting to me, but I went to the ladies room and wiped the sweat off my forehead, took a deep breath and watched in the mirror as my breast rose and fell. I pushed on them, as they felt full and swollen, as if I were lactating which I knew was not the case. I realized that Zak’s attention was sending them a subtle message. I noticed that my black lacy bra was peeking out along the neckline of my dress. I decided to let it show and give Zak something to look at.
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Our marriage has had its ups and downs over the years, but recently thing kept creeping further down. No excitement in the bedroom, or anywhere else for that matter. We had tried counseling, light porn, talking with friends, but nothing was really working to spark Wendy’s sexual appetite. I thought it might just be me, but she was kind of withdrawing from friends as well. We are in our mid 4o’s and have been married for almost 20 years. Both are in fairly good shape, average weight and I think good looking for our age…

I heard of an adult book store in Seattle that had Arcade video booths with Glory Holes. Although the holes were described on the website for men to please each other through, I was hoping for maybe an audience and maybe some guidance from on lookers. The city is about a hour from our home, so I told her that we were going to dinner and a time on the town. I arranged a motel room in the city, so we would not have to drive back, if we had too much to drink.

Friday came and my plan was starting to play out. It was June, so the air was moist, but the temperature was very mild. I started dressing and put on some nicer clothes then we would typically go to dinner in. She asked why I was dressing up so nicely and I told her that I just wanted to make it ‘special’. She walked back into her closet and pulled out a couple of different outfits. She finally decided on an ‘above the knee’ type if loose Red skirt and a beautifully somewhat shear Black blouse. She had already had on a Black thong and she quickly changed from her typical ‘nude’ color bra to a nice Black push up type. She slid the blouse on, pulled the skirt up and headed for the bathroom to finish ‘putting her face on’.
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My wife Liz works part-time in the morning and she recently started an unusual at-home business to make extra money. We have a few friends who always complain that they do not get enough sex in their marriages. As a joke one time, my wife asked one of them that if he wanted, she would jack him off in exchange for a small fee to help ease his sexual frustration. He surprisingly agreed and we thought it would be an isolated incident. But word of mouth spread and soon she had several regular customers each week.

Basically one our friends or co-workers would come over in the afternoon and my wife would lead them into our rather large bedroom. I would also come into the bedroom but I would sit in the far corner at a desk. My wife would lead the buy over to the bed and ask him to strip down completely and lie on the bed. My wife would usually wear some tight panties and usually a snug see-through bra that showed a lot of cleavage to enhance the fantasy. Liz would always close the curtains that are around the bed so I could not see, but I could still hear what was going on. After he handed her the money (the going rate was about $50), she would ask him to put his hands behind his head and she would rub his cock down until he shot his load. During this time they both would casually chat and my wife would even talk dirty if he wanted that. Liz never let it go further than that even though several may have wanted that.
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On our recent trip back from New York, we were getting horny thinking about some time alone just the two of us in the motel room we had booked. We had been crammed together with a bunch of relatives while staying upstate and were looking forward to some loud hot sex.

“It will be nice to be able to let loose and make some noise.” Deb said

“Yeah. I was getting tired of having to cover your mouth so your moans wouldn’t be heard by everyone else I the house,” I said laughingly.

“I’m Really horny! I don’t think I can wait another 2 hours till we get to the hotel.” She said as she squeezed her thighs together her hand buried between her legs.

“Well, we can make a quick rest stop and at this time of night if were lucky I can sneak you into the men’s room stall.”

I really didn’t think she’d go for it. Deb was always worried about getting caught but if she gets going she’s one of the hottest sluts I’ve ever known.

After a moments hesitation she got this mischievous look in her eye and said, “OK. Lets do it.”
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I met Kathy at a college football game. Beth, a mutual friend who worked with Kathy, introduced us. Beth is a buxom brunette with a great face and smile. She stands a well endowed 5’6″, 130 pounds, with a tight little behind. Kathy on the other hand, has light brown hair, almost strawberry blond. She also has a great face, but smaller breasts and a great butt.

Beth had been married for a few years before Kathy and I were married, but her husband was a gambler and a philanderer. It was only a matter of time before they divorced and the end came sooner, rather than later. This story happened after they had been divorced about 18 months.

Kathy approached me one night after a wild night of love. “I have to ask you a favor.”

“Anything love.”

“It involves Beth.” I expected Kathy to ask for me to hook up Beth with a friend, as she seemed a little down after the divorce. She had gone through two loser boyfriends quickly and I had several available friends. “Beth wants to have a baby before it gets too late.”

“Beth is only 28, she has plenty of time,” I said.

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I couldn’t believe the day was here. Randy, my best friend, was getting married. Randy was my size physically. About 5’11″ and 170 pounds of lean muscle. I know because we work out together. Despite our similar physiques he was the one landing all the hot women but this woman would be his last.

His wife to be was Tammy. Tammy was the star of everyman’s wet dream including mine. She is 5’2″ and had a pair of DD cups tits despite having a very small waist and the kind of tight stomach that men dreamed of eating caviar on. I had even caught her minister staring at Tammy’s sizeable assets. As a former model, Tammy was a huge cocktease but claimed she was still a virgin. Randy confessed that Tammy admitted to giving her past boyfriends blowjobs but that was as far as she would go. Being the daughter of a minister she claimed premarital sex was a sin. The only thing worse, she thought, was infidelity.
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Hi, My name is Jenny. I just have to tell someone the story about what happened that got me so hot, that I continue to try to act this out whenever I can. It happened 4 years ago, when I was just a 19 year old newly-wed.

I’ve been told that I have a perfect body for cock teasing. It just doesn’t occur to me to walk or stand any differently, but guys of all ages react the same way whenever they see me. I like knowing that they are looking at me and thinking about how I would look naked. I always enjoyed the attention, but until this incident I had never gone past the teasing stage. I had been faithful to my husband. At the time this happened, my husband Jake was 24 years old. He was the only man I had ever been with sexually. He fucked me on our third date and I fell in love with him immediately.

For a year or so, our sex life was very good. Jake would always tell me I was lucky to have a husband with a huge cock. I assumed his was bigger than normal. I still enjoyed the fact that other men would look at me, even when I was out with Jake. They’d try to hide their interest but it was obvious to me, though Jake just laughed it off.
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I’ve lead a pretty normal life as a receptionist at a dentist’s office, but that all changed on my 33rd Birthday.

I was supposed to pick my husband up after dinner and had plans to take him to a fancy restaurant and seduce him when we got home. I was wearing a new red dress that I just knew would knock him out. He keeps on telling me to show myself off more and not dress like an old maid. Well…this dress showed off. It was so short that I had to keep reminding myself not to bend over and to keep my knees in tight while walking or it would ride-up and show off the garter belt and tiny pink panties that I was wearing.

I was waiting in the lobby at my husband’s office when he and his coworkers arrived all at once. A couple of the guys whistled when they saw me…all of them were staring. I hadn’t counted on this…I thought it would just be Vic (my husband). To make matters worse they invited us out for a drink and Vic obviously wanted to go along. So I told them “OK…but just for one drink.”

We walked over to this little bar a couple of blocks away. I kept having to pull down on the hem of my dress to keep it from sliding up as I walked. When we finally got to the bar, they sat me in the middle of a big ‘U’ shaped booth, the head of the table…’since it was my birthday’. Vic took everyone’s order and went to the bar for what seemed like a long time. While he was gone all the attention at the table was on me. The guys all wanted to know where I worked, what I did, what my interests were… It was all very flattering. Many of the guys were leering the tight top of my dress. The dress buttoned clear up to my neck, but it was tight on top and the buttons were a little strained at the bust. It was intended to get my husband’s attention at dinner, and it was obviously getting the attention of these guys.
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I still can’t believe the time I had last night. It’s now Sunday morning and the sun has been up for a couple of hours. My wife Beverly and I just said goodbye to our new friends Theresa and Craig. The four of us had the time of our lives last night, an experience that none of us will soon forget. To help remember I decided to write down how our evening transpired. Here is the story of what happened.

Bev and I had heard about this nice old bar in a neighboring town from friends. The place was old but nicely maintained. We called ahead and reserved one of the apartments upstairs so that we could have our fill of fun and then crash without the hassles of driving home. We arrived early Saturday evening and checked into the apartment. The place was not the Ritz but it wasn’t too bad. It would serve its purpose well enough.

After changing clothes, we headed down to the bar. Bev wore jeans, a nice snug fitting top and her denim vest. She looked quite sexy and generated a number of looks as she entered the bar. The place featured Country and Western music and the party had already started. Bev and I sat down and ordered a drink. I was ready for the dance floor so I dragged Bev out of her seat for a dance. She’s not crazy about dancing but obliged me anyway. After a couple of upbeat songs we sat down to rest and finish our drink.
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A bored young couple search for a way to spice things up, but will they like what they find? [ Story by Jason Martin - pongo_martin@hotmail.com ]

My husband John and I have been married for 5 years and although we love each other dearly, we both had to admit that our sex life had cooled off somewhat lately.

We tried the usual stuff to spice things up; romantic weekends away, candle lit dinners, but nothing ever seemed to recapture the old magic. I began to resign myself to a life of mediocre sex, which to say the least, was mildly depressing.

It was John that first suggested we try and make things interesting in the bedroom by adding a third person. “You know, like a threesome.” he said enthusiastically. Needless to say I was shocked, but what surprised more was when he mentioned he wanted it to be with another a guy rather than a woman. He confessed that it had always been a secret fantasy of his to watch me with another man.
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Christine walked through the door home from a long day at work just in time to hear the phone ring. “I wonder who that could be,” she thought as she hurried to the phone.

“Hello,” the beautiful young wife said.

“Hi Christine,” returned a male voice.

Christine said pleasantly, “Oh hi Bob. I’m afraid Jim isn’t here. Tonight he has class.” Bob was a friend of Christine’s husband and was a real estate broker.

Bob replied, “That’s OK Christine. Actually, it was you that I wanted to talk to.”

Bob had been after Christine to help him show property for some time. Bob knew from watching other female agents that Christine had the potential to be a good agent. She was young, only 26 years old and a bit shy but she had a pleasant personality. The thing that convinced Bob of her potential was her looks. Christine was a very attractive woman. Bob just knew that she could charm the socks off any prospective male buyer. She stood 5’4″ with gorgeous legs and a 38DD-26-38 figure. Her reddish brown hair framed a beautiful face and hazel eyes. So far Bob had been unable to interest Christine in changing careers.

Bob continued, “Listen, I have an opportunity for you and I think you’ll like it.”

“You want me to show a house,” guessed Christine.
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After a year of hard work my project was finally finished. It was time for a vacation. Fortunately, the school year was ending and my wife Brenda would be rapping up her teaching duties in the next day or two. She had let me know a month earlier that she was ready for a little time off.

I made arrangements for two nights at a hotel in a nearby large city. I figured we would site see during the day and check out the night life at night. I told Brenda about my plans and she was thrilled.

Three days later we hopped into the car and took off. We spent the first day and night checking out the city as planned. We were so tired after all the days’ activities that we went straight to bed. I was a little disappointed that we hadn’t reserved the energy necessary to make love before retiring. I vowed that the next night would be different. I had plans and a surprise for my beautiful wife.

We slept late the next morning. We dressed, had brunch then resumed our tour of the city. Just before dark we had dinner at a nice restaurant. During the meal I told Brenda that I had a surprise for her back in the room. She begged me to tell her what it was but I told her it would wait until after dinner. It became a race to see who would finish first. She won. As we waited for the check she became annoyed at the waiter’s slowness. He wasn’t really slow but to Brenda it seemed that way. She was definitely very excited about the surprise.
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I’m currently a freshman at a large southern university. I’d like to tell you about an experience that happened to me the first week I was on campus. It was my first Friday night on my own and I had been invited to a fraternity party. Before I go on, let me describe myself a bit. I’m 18, about six-foot tall, and weigh 180 pounds. Many women have called me good-looking, but I’d say my best feature is my average length but extremely thick cock.

I arrived at the party at about ten o’clock. I immediately filled my beer mug and went in search of females. I’m used to parties where guys outnumber girls by a ratio of two to one, and you have to fight for a piece of ass. This party was totally different–there were plenty of females, and they were all hot. After checking out the scene, I decided to concentrate on Sara, a voluptuous blonde about five and a half feet tall, 110 pounds, with about 36-inch tits. She was dressed in a denim micro skirt that left almost nothing to the imagination. On top of that she wore a very clingy white blouse. After the usual eye contact, flirting, and small talk, we knew that we both wanted each other. I suggested that we go back to my dorm room to continue our conversation.
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“Thank goodness its Friday,” said Mary.

“You got that right,” added Kevin.

Mary and Kevin were on their way to dinner and then to a movie. They both had had a grueling week and looked forward to a relaxing evening out. It was July, it was hot and Kevin had begun to perspire. As Kevin fiddled with the truck’s air conditioner Mary went down a mental list of restaurants that the couple liked.

Kevin couldn’t help noticing Mary’s sexy legs as he adjusted the air. They were covered by a pair of black thigh high stockings. Kevin also noticed that Mary was wearing a new pair of black high heel shoes with the new flair styled heel. He had noticed earlier when they left the house that her five foot three inch frame seemed to be three or four inches taller than usual. Very sexy he thought. The rest of her outfit wasn’t bad either. A mid thigh length black wrap around skirt just barely hid Mary’s stocking tops. Her red silk blouse fit her figure nicely and he liked the way her lovely breasts pushed against the shiny material. Mary had obviously spent some extra time on her shoulder length brown hair and her makeup added a touch of sensuality to her pretty face. Kevin was very proud of Mary. He loved to go out and show off his beautiful wife.

“KEVIN, WATCH OUT,” yelled Mary.

Kevin looked up in time to see a car stopped in the road signaling for a left turn. He slammed on the brakes but it was too late.

BANG!!!!

“SONOFABITCH,” bellowed Kevin. Kevin looked over the hood of his truck at the back of an old Caddy. He realized that he had lingered on Mary’s exquisite body too long and hadn’t been paying attention to the road. The collision had been hard but it didn’t appear to be too serious. Thankfully, they were wearing their seat belts. Kevin looked at Mary and said, “Are you OK, Mary?”
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My name is Bob and I’m a 23-year old Navy clerk, stationed in San Diego. I’ve been married for two years to a “native” San Diego girl, Donna, who is 21. Donna is the epitome of the “California girl.” At 5 foot 5, she weighs about 120 pounds, has light- brown hair, and a real nice figure that has been appreciated by many of my Navy buddies.

It all started very innocently about 18 months ago, after I returned from a cruise. We had only been married a few months prior to my leaving and I was horny as hell when Donna met me at the docks after the ship landed. Some buddies of mine were walking by and gave us a few “words of encouragement” Donna asked me if I would like to have the guys over some evening for drinks and dinner. I asked two of the guys if they would like to stop over the next night, and we set the time at 7:00 PM.

The next night while I made the salad, Donna showered and got dressed. When she came out of the bedroom, she was beautiful! She had on a white see-through blouse over a small black bra, tight red shorts, and strappy white heels. I whistled appreciatively and asked, “What’s the occasion?”
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What a glorious day. I was walking down the beach about twenty yards behind three gorgeous babes. Brian, Dave and I had been following these prime specimens of femininity for over an hour. We kept our distance. Soon we would catch up to them, but we were having too much fun watching their swaying butts set the hook. I know that sounds strange, but if you had seen all those necks snapping you would have been convinced that a hook was doing the job.

“The bait?” you ask. How about a blond, brunette and a redhead. Each one with a body that would arouse a dead man. The blond had on a red two piece suit. She had an ass that just screams, “Squeeze me.” Her shape measured 34C-21-34 and she was the tallest of the three.

The brunette had an awesome set of tits. The bikini top she was wearing struggled valiantly to keep them covered no thanks to her pronounced strut. The brunette’s white suit was easily the most provocative suit on the beach or maybe it was just the incredible 34D-22-33 body that it covered.

Finally the redhead, or more accurately the strawberry blond, strutted her fantastic 38D-24-36 assets in a shiny silvery blue two piece suit. I swear it looked like her headlights were chrome plated.
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The oddest thing happened to me on my last business trip. My company had sent me and five of my coworkers to visit an important client. It seems that the client was having trouble with one of our products and they wanted it fixed yesterday. Now, this wouldn’t be a big deal if not for the timing. It was the day before New Year’s Eve and some of us had plans. Oh well, duty calls. We flew down to see the client and began work right away. I had hopes of getting things done quickly and then flying out the next morning. That wasn’t to be and I’m glad it turned out the way it did.

We didn’t finish up until 6pm New Year’s Eve. The boys and I headed back to the hotel, made reservations to fly out the next afternoon and cleaned up for dinner. We decided to grab something to eat at the hotel and made a reservation for 8:30. At least our stingy company put us up in style this time. The hotel was very nice and obviously expensive. While at dinner, we were asked by the waiter if we would be attending the new year’s eve celebration in the club adjacent to the restaurant. My crew talked it over and decided that we didn’t have anything else to do. It sounded great.

At about ten o’clock we headed next door. The club was terrific. There was a jazz trio playing and a small dance floor where a few couples swayed to the music. The place was decorated with streamers and balloons were hung waiting until midnight to fall. The host seated us in front of the band and we ordered drinks. As I was sipping my screwdriver and getting into the great tunes my eyes landed on absolutely gorgeous lady.
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I awoke yesterday morning to the sound of my wife’s voice. Penny was on her way out the door to go to work. Through my sleepy head I heard her say, “Don’t forget Bob, I’m going out with Tina tonight…We’re going directly from work…Your mom will pick up the kids after school.” I cleared my throat and asked, “Where are you going?”. She yelled over her shoulder, “We’ll probably see a movie or something.”

I struggled out of bed, thankful that it was Friday. I showered and dressed and made the kid’s breakfast. After dropping the kids at school, I headed for work. A cup of coffee was the first order of business. I opened the mail next. After the usual solicitations for various items and services, I came across an invitation to a wedding. An old friend of mine, Tom Butler was getting married the following Saturday. A bachelor party was scheduled for the Friday a week before, which was today.

I hadn’t seen Tom in a while so I was looking forward to his party. With Penny out tonight with her friend Tina, I needed to find someone to watch the kids. I called my mother and she agreed to keep the kids overnight. With that settled I began to imagine what this bachelor party might be like. Tom is a pretty wild character. I expected that he would have a pretty wild bachelor party.
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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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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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