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This is the truest story I have submitted to Literotica. Those of you who read past this disclaimer will be happy to learn that it is also the most unbelievable. The idea that two middle aged adults could have the degree of libido depicted in this story is unbelievable—but true. Yes, this means that both characters were well over the age of 18. Nelly and I had been living in a small apartment with two teenaged sons who did not get along while I was extremely busy writing my dissertation. The vacation the story pictures took place just after my dissertation was approved—the end of a long hard slog. Adding to the pleasure of the occasion, I had just found a large bud of marijuana on the passenger side of the floor of the car—an artifact of my oldest boy or one of his friends. Nelly and I had been “dry” during my studies which were to important to our future to take chances. I don’t know if they ever missed it, but they must have because it was both deluxe and king-sized. The place names are changed to keep our secret place just that. If the description here is enough to show someone the way, good luck to you.
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Chapter 3: Prelude To A Kiss

I’ve tried to be fair about this whole thing, I think. Some of my friends would say that I am being a fool, but I don’t agree. After all, if you follow conventional wisdom and let rage have it’s way, well, what kind of life does that lead to? Not for me.

I have only shared the problem with a couple of friends who live a long distance away. I had some sensible and caring advice from them - neither suggested exactly what I have selected, of course, though I owe them a lot for letting me talk through it.
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Chapter 1: Neighborhood Party

It had been a month now, and the shock and surreal memory has given way to a realism in my mind.

The party had been a good one, loud, full of our friends and lots of drink. In fact, at some point in the late night, I began to fall asleep in my chair and I felt David’s arms around my waist hoisting me up the stairs with the help of a neighbor, Phil, I think. They were pretty drunk too, and they giggled as they carried me to my bed.
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Last month was my 43rd birthday and I always get a surprise from Susie. I knew this birthday would be the best yet. As many of you have read from my previous stories, we are tried and true cum lovers. The taste, touch, feel, and power of cum is overwhelming in our lives. We eat it most every day. Whether by myself or with my wife, we have globs of fun trying new things and often surprising each other.

I came home on Friday to a dark house. When I walked in, Susie and her friends yelled, “surprise” and i was handed a beer. When the lights came on, there was Susie’s friend Geri and six guys in the kitchen. This was definitely good odds for me. We hadn’t had all males guests in for a while. I looked at these studs who looked as if all had come from an escort service. Beefy, nicely dressed and handsome. I opened the one present Susie had for me and Wow, a new digital camcorder. Now we could go first class in our home videos. Susie said she had a nice first video planned for the evening if I was interested. Of course! Susie asked Geri to help her ice the six cakes.
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“Yes, I know it’s an unusual request. It’s also its also a little embarrassing, so do you think we could hurry this along a bit?” Said Dale into the telephone.

“Yes, that’s right, handcuffs…well, what do you think we were doing with them? We are married you know. It is legal!…Yes…yes… the key broke off in the lock and now they won’t open…yes…police standard issue…I got them from a friend, if you must know!…what’s that got to do with - …yes, okay…yes, fine…fifteen minutes? Good!…yes, thank you…goodbye!”
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My wife, Jane and I lead a fairly uninteresting life. We work for a small casino in a small city that generally attracts small time gamblers. Our day to day existence is routine, nothing out of the ordinary ever happens - well, almost nothing.

I don’t own the casino, I just manage it with Jane as my sort of second in command. It’s a good enough arrangement and we work well together. Our usual clientele are punters from the local towns and villages out for a Friday or Saturday night with the intention of losing most of their weekly wages. It’s only occasionally that we see a stranger in the place.
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Connie went upstairs and changed into her skimpy bikini, one she has only worn for her husband, her son has never seen her in it nor has Jason. She put on a long tee shirt to cover herself and walked over to Jason’s with a towel in hand. She opened the unlocked gate to the backyard and saw both boys were already splashing around in the pool.

“Hi Boys!” She yelled in what could only be described as a sultry voice.

“Hey Mom, hop in the water is great.” Scott hollered back.
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I had been with the company for three years and thinking about leaving until I was transferred to a mid-size Rocky Mountain town. For me it was a dream come true; out of the city, fresh mountain air, and plenty of open road to ride my bike. Being 28 I had been into road bicycles since college and I was a weekend racer. In my new environment and with my new job, that had me out of the office most of the time, I could ride virtually whenever I wanted.

My favorite ride was along a river that wound its way up an incredibly beautiful canyon to a mountain top. The cold river water kept the canyon cool even on the hottest summer days.
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No matter how confident you may be, no matter how strong your personality, nothing can quite prepare you for seeing your own house burgled. The sight of your possessions strewn about and your property ransacked is bad enough, but then to realise that a perfect stranger has had unlimited access to personal and private items and that some of the stolen property is virtually irreplaceable, is just the icing on the cake! I fully understand that a crime such as this cannot, quite rightly, rank very highly in these days of murder and rape, but nevertheless, I can tell you from personal experience, it can be very traumatising. My story, however, is not all gloom and despondency. Our burglary gave my wife and I a chance to indulge in one of our greatest fantasies.
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I am 42 years old, married and in my sexual prime. I am deployed with Marines and love working with them. I love watching them show off and flex their muscles. My husband is not nearly as interested in sex as I am. I find myself fantasizing about the hunky Marines and even had an affair with one.

Once I had one affair, it was pretty easy to fantasize about another. Ken is a handsome Marine. He is 25 years old and his hours spent at the gym are extremely obvious. He has the prettiest ‘come fuck me’eyes. I knew that he was a player. He worked in the office next door to mine and he would sometimes visit and tell me about his escapades in Hawaii and Okinawa. I loved hearing his stories.
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