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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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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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Mike is somewhat shy and quiet. He is married to Betty, a vivacious outgoing girl who likes to flirt with other men. When they go to parties together, Mike usually winds up being something of a wallflower while Betty disappears into the crowd.

Mike was actually enjoying himself. He couldn’t believe it. Normally, he didn’t particularly like parties. He went because his pretty wife liked to go,and he usually wound up in a small group talking while his wife disappeared on the dance floor. But tonight Mike was enjoying himself. He was dancing with the hostess, June and He was enjoying every move they made together in the crowded den. He caught sight of his wife across the crowded room dancing with June’s husband. Even seeing the way she was molding her body to her partner’s didn’t upset him tonight. He had long ago concluded his very attractive wife was a cockteaser. It didn’t bother him because June’s body was glued to his.

Mike couldn’t believe how he and June were dancing. She had her face buried against his neck and he could feel her lips sort of nibbling at his throat. Her body was molded to his own and he could feel her ample tits against his chest through the pullover shirt which he wore. He was sure she wasn’t wearing a bra. He had been pretty sure before he danced with her, because he could see her nipples pressing against the soft thin blouse she wore. Now he knew she was braless because he could feel her tits pressing against his chest. He was amazed at the way she was rubbing up against him as they danced! He could feel her pelvis against his thigh. She was actually rubbing her pussy against his leg! And her hip was pressing against his crotch. He knew that his dick was getting hard in his pants as they danced and wondered if she could feel it.
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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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Claudia Ryan gazed over the sound stage looking in vain for Aldo Marchetti. “Christ, Joan,” Claudia questioned her chief assistant, Joan Walker, “didn’t you tell Harry to make sure that Aldo would be an extra during this shoot!?!” Joan staring at the nearly empty sound stage herself replied quickly, “Of course I did, I practically made Harry sign a blood oath that he would have Aldo here for the entire shoot, I have no idea where he is!” “Goddam it,” spat Claudia, “get Harry on the fucking phone and find out for me, I’m not gonna do one scene until he’s here, got it!?!” Joan nodded her head and made a beeline for the phone back in Claudia Ryan’s trailer, and while it was only eight in the morning Claudia had already given her a splitting headache! “Do this, do that,” she thought grimly, “why can’t the old bat do something on her own for a change, you’d think her leg was broken by the way she acted!” Joan dialed Harry’s number, and in a few moments he was on the phone. “Well,” he greeted her warmly, “what can I do for you today, Joan, is the boss acting up again!?!” As executive producer, Harry Berson made just about every major decision connected with the movie, including the hiring of Aldo Marchetti as a personal favor to Claudia Ryan. “Jesus, Harry,” Joan said getting right to the point, “Marchetti’s nowhere to be seen, and Claudia’s throwing a hissy fit, says she won’t do a scene until he shows!!!” Calm down, babe,” Harry replied smoothly, “Marchetti isn’t needed until scene number four, so he won’t be showing up until later this afternoon, no problem, he just won’t be there this morning!” Joan knew that Claudia would be upset over this new bit of news, but thought that if she was assured Aldo would be there later that day she would hopefully do her opening scenes. “Okay, Harry,” Joan sighed, “I’ll try getting her to go ahead, but there are no guarantees!” “You tell Claudia that Marchetti won’t show until scene four is ready to shoot, so the longer she procrastinates, the longer it will be until he gets here,” Harry replied flatly, “so you tell the old bag she’d better get her ass on that stage and knock off those first three scenes, capiche???” “Yeah,” Joan answered tiredly, “capiche.”
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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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Evan heard the door to the college darkroom open behind him, and a stream of light came pouring into the room. “Close the door, dammit!” he yelled, trying to shield his developing film from the light. “You’re going to ruin the film!”

“Sorry,” a female voice said, and the door slammed shut. Evan whirled around, ready to yell again, and saw Minh, one of the women from his photography class.

“It’s okay,” he said. Minh was far too beautiful to yell at. She stepped forward into the red light, bringing a whisper of her perfume – musk and oranges – wafting to his nose. The light reflected off her shiny black hair, hanging in a long braid down her back. Her face was heart-shaped, her eyes were wide and brown, and her lips pouted prettily at him. Evan swallowed.

“I was hoping you’d be in here,” Minh said. She stepped forward again, until her body was almost pressing against his. Evan could see down the front of her shirt to the shadow between her pert breasts. His cock rose to attention, pressing lightly against Minh’s stomach. She spread her hands across his chest, stroking her fingers across his nipples. Standing on tiptoe, she lifted her head and kissed him lightly on the mouth. “I’ve been watching you since the first week of classes.”
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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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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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[ 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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This is a story about a friendly poker game that got friendlier. Every first Tuesday night of the month a group of five guys gathered to eat, drink and play cards. Joe’s Sports Bar was the site for the festivities. Joe, a member of the group, set up the card game in the back room. There was plenty of privacy and an endless supply of food and booze. The Monday night gatherings were intended to be stag. Lori was about to change that, much to the dismay of her fiancee Sam.

Sam is 24 years old and works as a machinist. Lori is 18 years old and works as a secretary at the plant where Sam works. Sam had asked Lori for a date during her first day on the job. With Lori’s looks, Sam had to move fast. Lori hesitated at first. She was fresh out of high school and Sam was older than the guys she usually dated. Sam’s charms finally persuaded Lori to go out with him.

Sam and Lori developed a serious relationship over the next few months. A healthy sexual relationship developed as well. The mere site of Lori put Sam in the mood. He avoided her at work so that he could concentrate. After work Sam couldn’t keep his hands off Lori. She didn’t mind at all.

After Sam and Lori had been dating for about six months they decided to get married. Sam knew he was a lucky man to have Lori as his fiancee. She was young and beautiful and she loved Sam very much. Lori would do anything for Sam.
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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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As their first year of college ended, Gwen and Julie headed home for Summer vacation. The two young ladies were 19 years old and had just finished their freshman year at a university two days travel from home. They planned to leave early in the morning and spend the night in a town a little more than half way home.

Julie is an attractive, vivacious girl. She has dated several guys since high school and has had many sexual experiences along the way. Julie is brunette with a touch of red. Her hair falls about 6 inches over her shoulders. She has blue eyes and is average in height. Julie’s shape measures 36C-25-35. Julie has an above average sex drive.

Gwen is a virgin and very naive about sex, due to her strict upbringing. She has dated only a few times in the last year and has no steady boy friend. The very shy Gwen has an incredible body. She has long natural blond hair and greenish-blue eyes. She stands 5’6″ tall, the same height as Julie. Her measurements are 35D-22-34 and her sexual drive is untested.
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[ Story by Tom ]

There is this park in Sacramento called Discovery Park that has all kinds of trails and paths that one can walk on and explore. For me, being one who loves to masturbate outdoors and in the open, it was a wonderful place. I had explored many different trails and paths and found all kinds of spots to get naked and masturbate hoping that one day I would get caught and be made to do all kinds of perverted things. But this particular day, it was not meant to be, and I was meant to be merely a voyeur.

I had found a perfect place to get naked and do my nasty perverted masturbation – I had my lotion and anal vibrator and I was ready to do myself. There was a concrete table that had not been used in years and I thought it would be perfect for me and what I wanted to do. Just as I was ready to take off my clothes, I heard voices. I retreated into the lush bushes that were surrounding the table and stayed very quiet.
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[ Story by Phoebe (phoenlxarlzona@aol.com) ]

My name is Jessica and this story is about one of my many encounters “hooking” to put myself through college. Being a coed prostitute has become rather exciting work and it pays really well too. I’ve become accustomed to “dating” lots of different guys and I find that the variety keeps the sex really hot.

This story is about the time Rob (a friend of mine from school) set me up with some out of town business friends of his. He arranged a gangbang with 5 guys at his house. They wanted “bareback” service, which I normally won’t do, but this time I knew that these men were pretty safe and they knew that I was particular who I’d let do me. So I agreed to have unprotected sex with him and his friends.

I arrived at Rob’s place that Saturday evening at the specified time and Rob was outside waiting for me. I liked that he looked nervous because so was I. I had butterflies like monarchs fluttering in my stomach as I walked up the drive from my car. I noticed one of the other men looking at me from the front door, he was handsome and looked like he’d be an interesting fuck.

As I walked up to Rob we kissed and he thanked me for coming. I said jokingly, “Don’t thank me yet Rob, actually no one has “cum” yet, but I’m looking forward to making that happen.” We both laughed nervously as we turned to go inside.

We didn’t take long to get to know each other. I sat down on the couch as Rob introduced each man to me. The handsome guy who’d been standing at the door sat down next to me and without hesitation I leaned over him and unzipped the fly of his slacks and fished his average sized weenie out and began to play with it.
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[ story by Sweetmeat (live-to-please@hotmail.com) ]

I got pregnant the night of my senior prom, because my asshole husband, then boy friend, forgot to buy condoms and didn’t tell me he was fucking me bareback, so we got married right after graduation. I had a boy, my husband had gotten a job as a forklift operator, a job he still has, and we never had enough money, big surprise. My asshole husband fought me tooth and nail about me going to work, the old argument, a woman’s place is in the home raising the kid.

Well that lasted until my son was eight and wanted a computer for Christmas, then I told my husband to go fuck himself, that I was getting a job for Christmas, so we could buy the computer. I got a job at a chain toy store, stocking shelves from ten thirty at night until seven in the morning.

I started in the middle of October on a Monday and when I got to work, the other girl they hired wasn’t coming in, so that left me and a twenty year old college guy. I was only twenty six, so the age difference wasn’t to big a deal and he was really hot looking, so I told the manager we would manage okay without the other girl. As it turned out, it was a blessing for both of us that the other girl didn’t show. Now not being too sure what the job entailed and wanting to make a nice impression my first night, I had worn a mid length skirt and blouse and low heels.

It didn’t take very long before I realized I wasn’t really dressed for the job, but the only thing I could change was my shoes, so I shed them. All this time we were stocking shelves, Jimmy, the college guy was in a sleeveless tee shirt and looking really good. Now my husband wasn’t much in the bedroom, most of the time he was just interested in getting himself off, fuck what I needed and it had been a while since he had even bothered to stick his dick in me and I was fucking horny.
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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 Jessica Princess jessicaprincess@hotmail.com ]

Alice was a good Catholic girl, at least in all the ways that matter. She went to church regularly. She believed in God. She took seriously the Church’s teaching on various issues, abortion, just war, marriage and divorce.

The one thing that she struggled with was sex.

It’s not that she was a wild one or anything. Her experience was limited. She was a black haired beauty at the age of 26, with a sweet and sultry voice and a killer body, pale luminescent skin, legs that went on for days, perfect curves and proportions. All the guys were interested in her.

Heck, even some of the girls came on to her. But she had kept herself held back. She didn’t want to just mess around. She wanted to follow her religion. She said no to sex and sexuality. It kept her safe, but it also kept her lonely.

And this was the difficulty. In the absence of a healthy sex life, it made Alice want to try bold things. Her fantasies were rich and plentiful. She thrived on the attention of men when she’d wear a sexy dress with her hair long hair braided, clear plastic high heeled sandals bejeweling her soft feet. She would blush and say no to all the advances, though secretly she wanted nothing more than to fuck everybody in the room. The divide between living her faith and her fantasy world was driving her mad.
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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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[ Story by Lonelyhusband (lonelyhusbandtom@yahoo.com) ]

Last summer my wife and I went back to my hometown for my 25th year HS reunion. We got to the hotel on Friday night and my wife was horny and we had a quick fuck before heading out to meet my old friends. There were 6 couples and my wife was the hottest and didn’t mind dressing to show a little cleavage. On the way back to the hotel we went by the old theater on the edge of town and it had turned in to an x-rated movie theater. I joked with my wife about stopping in and she said sure but I kept driving.

The next day we played golf with my old friends and then went to the reunion. We figured we had enough time with my old friends and it was getting lame so we headed out. As we were leaving my wife said lets go to the x-rated movie theater and we headed out.
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[ Story by John Cockenfurs johncockenfurs@yahoo.ca ]

I typically dress rather conservative in public when it comes to my leather. I will wear my boots, coat and gloves, but that is usually it. I have on occasion worn my black leather jeans that I had made to fit like my Levi 527’s, but only if we are going to a bar or a concert – it has to be dark and after-hours as these things fit me very tight, leaving nothing to the imagination. I usually settle for tight fitting jeans – but denim pales in comparison to the leather jeans. Either way, I have to be careful as my cock is on full display at all times. Now, I am not endowed with a huge donkey cock, but my 8” is nothing to snicker at either. I never fail to attract female attention when I wear them, usually having 8 to 10 sets of hands grab my ass or cock in any given bar. For this reason, my wife would rather accompany me whenever I wear them out of the bedroom.

My wife is also a leather lover, though she too wears only conservative items out in public usually. She has a pair of low rise, boot cut black leather jeans and a black leather pencil skirt that goes just below the knees that she will wear out – which is fine by me because they both hug her ass so tightly that I usually walk around with a raging hard-on all night, trying to get her home to fuck her. Read the rest of this erotic story