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Ten minutes after I lost my virginity I made a very important life-decision-I was going to devote my life to getting laid. I was going to take the steps needed to insure that when I wanted sex, I could get it. I wasn’t going to end up like the losers I knew in high school who pined after girls and jerked off to Playboy. I was gonna be the guy who READS Playboy.

I’m not just bragging when I say that I’m a very attractive man. I’ve worked my ass off to get this way. I have some natural gifts-I’m six-three, blond, blue eyes, and I’m good-looking enough that I did some modeling in college. I’m not muscle-bound I’m quite fit. I work out and swim a lot and I have a black belt in tae kwon do, which comes in handy from time to time. I look good enough in a bathing suit that when I’m lying by the pool sunning myself just about every woman between the ages of 12 to 80 checks me out.
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He came through the door looking tired. She knew he worked hard. Summertime was especially busy and his work week was long. She went to him, wrapping her arms around him, pressing her lips to his as she lingered, then gently probed. Her tongue explored his mouth, wanting more of him. Wanting to please and serve him well.

She led him to the living room and had him sit on the couch. Dinner was still cooking so she had some time to pamper him. She removed his shoes and began massaging his feet. Slowly and firmly she kneaded his arches, heels, ankles. He leaned back to relax and enjoy her attention.
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“If you don’t like the idea of me being home late again, you can always come along and help me.” said Mary with a pout.

“You must be kidding!” I responded to my wife, “I’m completely wiped out by the time I finish work, the last thing I want to do is to start helping you with your trade fair exhibition!”

We continued our breakfast in comparative silence; the only words spoken being curt requests to pass the coffee or sugar. This was typical of my wife to spring this on me at the last minute. Apart from anything, I had a busy schedule today with meetings backed right up to 6pm. All I wanted to do later was to eat my dinner and fall asleep in front of the TV. The early meal finished, there followed a quick peck of a kiss as we headed for our respective cars for the arduous journey into work.
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“Are you ready, yet?”, Samantha hollered from their bedroom.

“Just a little while longer, Baby!”, Rick yelled back. “I’ll come get you! You just keep watching that video I bought you!”

It was Christmas Eve, and Rick had spent hours upon hours planning this night to give Sam her “special” Christmas present, and here it was, Christmas Eve, and all his efforts were coming to fruition. Rick told Samantha to dress up in one of her sexiest, see-thru negligees and watch the video while he set everything up. The sex video he’d gotten her was probably getting her nice, wet, and horny for him, he surmised, and he was just about ready to let her have her present.
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They had been friends more years than they’d like to remember. The three attractive women had a lot in common; they were married to successful men and were mothers to teenage children. Aged in their early forties, they worked hard to fight gravity and the telling lines of impending old age. Mainly through tennis, they successfully maintained tanned and curvy figures, and could still turn heads when dressed in shorts and mid- thigh dresses. They enjoyed the same taste in food, drink, clothing and music. None had indulged in extramarital affairs, although one had been involved in a weekend fling not long after her engagement. They were a close trio, they shared secrets and desires, but most of all, they enjoyed life and each other.
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Christmas can be a lonely time of the year especially when you are 4,000 miles from home without your wife and children. I was 21 and in Germany…lonely, miserable, and knowing that this would be a Christmas I would want more than anything else to forget.

I was a soldier and was living in the barracks, but I had a job that took me out into the Germany of the German people. Hans worked for a German household goods shipping company and I was a military customs inspector so we saw each other almost every day, usually at the local Gasthaus drinking our lunch which normally consisted of Steinhaeger and good strong German lager beer. He was learning English from me and was teaching me the German language. Frequently I was a visitor in his house though I seldom, if ever, spent the night. The wife occasionally stared at my crotch, but I was really there to talk and joke with her husband, figuring she was probably off-limits to an American GI like me.
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2nd Holiday Affair.

My second holiday affair happened 2 years ago in Crete. My best friend had split up from her partner and was feeling quite lonely and depressed. We had a drinking binge at my house one evening and were rather drunk when I suggested a week in the sun.

Rob reluctantly agreed to us going and we booked a cheap holiday to Crete, although we had no idea where we were going. Even the thought of us going away together cheered Diane up. Diane is a beautiful red head, 5′7″ and a size 8 figure (no tits to speak of), and she is great fun to be with.
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It was December 23rd, the day Jo was finally going to meet ‘her’ Kev. They had met on the Internet a few months before and despite the rather large age gap Jo knew she wanted him and hoped that he felt the same.

They were to meet in the town centre and as Jo stood there at 6pm shivering she could see the twinkle of the Christmas lights around her, she felt magical, Christmas decorations always made her feel this way and she truly hoped that the rest of the night would follow this magical theme.
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Lella’s birthday was soon after New Year’s Eve.

We had a nice party at an old friend of mine’s place: a former platoon commander in my company, back in the eighties, who was smarter than me, left the service and built up an enterprise which sells services to the Army. He had been making far more money than he could actually spend, since he has basically no hobbies, so he reinvests everything with the result of growing richer and richer in a chain reaction that drives me mad.

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My name is Carlos; I’m 45 years old, born and raised in the San Fernando Valley. I’ve been married but divorced now and living alone with no kids. I want to tell my story. I’ve pretty much kept to myself since I got divorced. The old lady and me still get along but the love has gone. Guess that are why we split from each other. I have not had very much experience with women outside of my race though I have dated black ladies. I have never been with a white woman; I have never been with a blond. I own a small landscaping company that also doubles as a lawn care service. I like being outside in the sun. My skin is tanned a deep brown, I’m built ok but I’m no Arnold, I have a slight pouch, maybe from the beer I drink. I don’t think I’m that bad to look at though.
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