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John’s wife Sue was a nymphomaniac and, as she would be the first to admit, a complete slut. John had lost count of the times that she had been unfaithful to him. Not that he minded, he had know what she was like when they married seven years ago, and he loved the fact that she would drop her panties for anyone that he suggested. John loved to watch Sue perform. He was always entranced by the way her large, full breasts would swing in front of one of her lovers face’s as she straddled him and sank her beautifully trimmed pussy down over his erection. He had always known that she could never be satisfied by one single man, but over the last few months, her appetite for sex had increased even more.
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He had just returned from a three week field operation, and being the typical Marine Sergeant he had only three things on his mind. A steak dinner, a pitcher of beer and a pretty, young female companion to share it all with.

As he sat at his favorite table in a nearby restaurant eating his steak dinner “she” walked in. She had shoulder length brown hair and the most beautiful brown eyes he had ever seen. She was dressed in a floral pattern dress that accentuated her body, with black seamed hose and 4″ spike heels. From the moment he laid eyes on her, he knew that he had to do whatever it took to get to know this beauty.
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Laura walked back to her house. Still smiling. Still warm. Still electrified. She never would have imagined kissing her friend good bye after the lunch date they just had. Not even to mention kissing her that way… Gail has licked Laura’s lips. That was nothing like kissing her husband. It was nothing like she had ever felt. She decided that she would indeed have a terrific rest of the day off. When she went into the house, she set the security system. She certainly didn’t want her husband walking in on her. As she passed the kitchen, she picked up matches and then continued up stairs. She could here the raindrops lightly against the windows. It sounded romantic. When she reached the master bedroom, she lit her favorite scented candles and was reaching to play a soothing CD but then decided that the rain was much more the mood she wanted. She couldn’t believe how sensual and romantic she was feeling. And she also couldn’t believe she was going to try to masturbate this afternoon. She wanted to be able to so badly. Especially after hearing both her friends discuss their own sessions. Even though she has never been successful, she felt different about this afternoon… she was hopeful.
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My name’s Dave, and I’m 21 and I go to Louisiana State University.

There’s this 29 year-old Teacher’s Assistant in my Creative Writing class.

Her name is Miss Smith, and she has the best body that I have ever seen.

Perfect legs, tits, ass, I knew she was hitting the Gym because I would see her walk in wearing her tight pants and sports bras.

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The man was kneeling astride the woman. After fucking her he had removed the condom and had spent a pleasant few minutes sliding his still erect cock between her ample tits. Now he was approaching the end. While his right hand, fondled a nipple, his left was pumping fast along his shaft. His breathing came in irregular gasps as he urged himself towards the point of no return.

The woman regarded this as the supreme moment. With a word or a gesture she could puncture the erotic tension just as it reached its zenith. She wouldn’t do so but she knew she could. She had the power if she chose. She had enjoyed the things he had done to her, the way he had used his fingers, his tongue and, latterly, his cock. The words he used had aroused her. But all the time she was waiting for the point at which his physical need could no longer be controlled.
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“Anna. What a beautiful name,” I whispered. She closed her eyes, seemingly to savor the sound of her name being spoken. I slowly drew towards her in the moments that she was unaware. When she finally opened her eyes, my hands were lightly caressing her cheeks. I let my fingers travel slowly down her face, then her neck, so incredibly soft, and over her shoulders, until I could feel the fabric of her dress. I pushed the straps outward, until the fell over the side, leaving her shoulders bare. They were so incredibly sexy, more than anything I had seen before.
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Until this morning, it had not been a good week for Jack Palmer, Attorney at law. Increasingly urgent demands for overdue alimony from his bitch, ex-wife found their way almost daily to his small, two roomed office. One of his few clients was threatening to take her business elsewhere if he did not soon produce some results on the impending case against her wayward husband and, as usual, Cindy his secretary and general nemesis, argued with him over insignificant matters such as unpaid telephone and power bills. Although he couldn’t complain too much about Cindy.
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Ronald Jordan rose from bed, stretched and walked to the window. He gazed out over the bomb-site like area behind his house that was still waiting to be transformed into his paradise garden. A small man in every sense, he sighed and began to wonder if the young, muscular builder/landscaper that he had hired to do the work would ever get finished. Ronald disliked the workman and his assistant since they started the work more than two weeks ago. It seemed that every time his back was turned (and even sometimes when it wasn’t) they were openly flirting with Mary, Ron’s young wife. But Ronald was a meek and non-confrontational sort of man; he just couldn’t seem to find the courage in him to face up to the workmen and put a stop to their games.
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This story has light bondage and domination, but it’s not a BDSM story.

I never dreamed that my marriage would turn out this way. I’m not sure that it’s better or worse than I imagined; it’s just different.

I guess I should start at the beginning. I’d been married to Robert for about three years at the time. He had a nice government position in Washington DC, and I was working as a typist in a local office. Our life had turned into a dull routine, including our sex life.
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Ken stared down at her naked body, gently stroking her firm, flat stomach. There was no doubt in his mind that Vicki was beautiful, perhaps not conventionally beautiful, but still beautiful.

Her black, shoulder length hair was in a tangled mass, framing her face against the pillow. Her face seemed so peaceful, her eyes closed, her full, moist lips apart. Her pert, but by no means small, breasts rose and fell gently as she breathed. Her firm breasts tilt slightly upwards, her nipples pointed and very sensitive, her aureoles and nipples small and dark.
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