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It’s funny how one evening can change your whole way of life. My wife’s friend, Vera, had asked us to join her and her husband to her works dinner dance. I thought ‘How boring’. Her husband is a bit of a bore and we wouldn’t know anyone else at the party but Joan was very keen on going, so of course we went. Halfway through the meal, Vera took ill.

Probably something she had eaten didn’t agree with her, so they went home. Now here we were, not knowing a soul there. Joan had been drinking a bit and was quite merry. After the meal there was dancing. We had danced a couple of numbers, then I went to the bar to get more drinks and as I returned, a guy was asking Joan to dance.

‘Go ahead!’ I said. ‘It will give me a rest.’ So off they went. I sat watching them as best I could as the lighting had been dimmed and they kept getting swallowed up in the crowed. When Joan returned, she looked rather flushed.

‘Been over doing it?’ I asked. ‘No!’ She replied looking very embarrassed. ‘He kept putting his hands on my bottom.’ Well now, perhaps the evening wasn’t going to be too boring after all. I had often fantasised about watching Joan with another guy but knowing how prudish she is sometimes, I never really thought it would ever happen.
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Wendy and I are both in our late twenties. She’s 5′6, 110 lbs., 34c, light blue eyes, and a natural redhead. Wendy has these beautiful soft thick lips… just perfect for blowjobs. Being a Natural redhead, her pubic hair is red and very soft. We’ve been together about 4 years, married a little over 2 years. She’s had a few boyfriends before me, but I could tell she was very inexperienced Sexually speaking. Wendy is a very modest woman.

She wears a one-piece bathing suit in public. I’ve tried to get her to dress and act sexy in public, but she won’t. I’ve even tried getting her drunk and having my way with her on a secluded beach without any luck. However, when I get her in the mood at home she’ll do anything to climax. She’ll get this look in her eye that says “please take what you want… just let me cum.” I love to hold off bringing her to a climax just to tease her. She’ll start moaning and promising her body to me anyway I want it, just let her cum. She loves my fantasy stories about her and other men. These stories always get her excited and she can always climax during them.

About 3 months ago I planned a bachelor party for my best friend, Michael. Wendy was to order the food and hire a “nice-family-type” stripper. The day of the party, Wendy picked up the food and cleaned the house. The guys started arriving around 7pm and the things began to get loud and rowdy. Wendy was upstairs getting ready for a night with the girls when the phone rang. She came down stairs and called me over.
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I was recently married to the loveliest 18 year old girl you could ever wish to meet. Our Honeymoon was one weeks cruise and one weeks stay at a holiday resort. On the cruise we had become friendly with a middle-aged couple. The wife was very friendly (they both were) but I suspected that the guy was lusting after my bride.

My wife would hear nothing said against them and readily accepted their invite to visit them as their home was only a couple of miles from our holiday hotel. We enjoyed a few days alone at the hotel and then it was time for the proposed visit. The couple phoned us at the hotel and said that they where sorry that they had got their dates mixed up and where going to a party, so wouldn’t be at home but we where quite welcome to go with them to the party and they knew that their friends would love to meet us. My wife was as pleased as punch, to be going to a party and to meet new people.

We met up with the couple and they drove us to the lovely big house of their friends. We were made very welcome and introduced to lots of people. It did seem a bit odd that most of the guests were male. I mentioned this and was told that it was because they were mostly business associates.

We got separated and after a while I went in search of my wife. I went from room to room, I eventually found her in the kitchen. I stood at the kitchen door and saw her surrounded by six guys who were all trying to get a feel of her lovely body. She was a bit drunk and either didn’t realise or didn’t care what was happening to her. She had hands all over her as the men all tried to get a grope of my lovely young bride.
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I would first like to tell you a little about myself. I am quite a shapely and attractive 26 year-old blonde with dark tanned skin who has been happily married for a few years. I wasn’t a virgin when we married but I had had sex with only one other guy besides my husband. My husband is in the Navy and obviously travels a lot. I really hate being by myself while he’s gone but have resigned myself to the fact that this is his job and I try to support him as best I can. I never imagined I would get into the kind of situation I found myself in on one Spring evening almost a year ago.

I recently met Trudy at a get-together for the wives of the sailors Trudy’s husband is also in the Navy and we hit it off wonderfully. Later on that evening when the other wives began to slip off to their homes, Trudy and I were just getting started. We were both getting too tipsy to feel lonely anymore and were dancing with some of the guys in the bar. Finally, around ten p.m. one of the men invited us back to his place for drinks. I never would have gone by myself but Trudy twisted my arm and half an hour later we found ourselves in quite a large house with about forty or so guys. Trudy and I were the only females so we commandeered a lot of their attention. After a few minutes, I looked around the room for Trudy. When I saw her I couldn’t believe my eyes! She was French kissing one of the guys who had pushed her halter-top above her breasts exposing her nipples to everyone’s view. Another guy was feeling and sucking on one of her exposed nipples as they headed toward a car to leave I thought I should also try to leave at this point, knowing it had gone too far, but I couldn’t lift myself out of the chair. I noticed that all other male eyes were watching me to see how I would react. A sexually exciting shiver shot down my spine and straight into my clitoris as I realized that I was their prey. All these men were now undressing me with their eyes and I realized this was a potential gangbang situation. The amazing thing was that I didn’t feel scared. If anything, I began to feel incredibly sexually excited by the thought of being fucked by all these sex-crazed men. I was transfixed by the thought and I couldn’t even move when one of them came over to me and kissed me on the lips and I felt his tongue invade my mouth. I couldn’t, and didn’t, want to stop him.
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Kathy looked at the clock on the living room wall showed and saw that the time was 8:00PM and her patience was near an end. She’d been waiting for her husband, Don to come home from work now for almost 2 hours. They’d been planning to go to a party that started at 8:00 and now they’d be late for sure. Kathy was going to give him a piece of her mind when he got home. She was sure that he’d stopped to have a drink with some of his buddies, it was an old routine that she knew well even if she didn’t like it much.

Kathy stands 5′9″ inches tall and weighs 120 pounds. Her hair is long, silky and naturally light blonde. She wears it parted down the middle. It’s a simple look, but with her perfect angel face any styling is unnecessary. Her eyes are a sparkling deep blue and her skin is baby smooth without a blemish to be found. She sports a beautiful tan and keeps herself in shape with aerobics.

A half hour later or so, She finally hears keys at the front door, and after a few minutes of scrambling with the lock, Don walked into the apartment. Then she realized that he hadn’t come home alone, 3 of his buddies were also with him, and they all appeared to have had a lot to drink.

This is the story of what happened to Kathy, and how her life changed from that night forward….. In Kathy’s own words.
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It was great, this relationship. But, at times something seemed to be lacking.

Emma had been seeing Dwayne for some time. She wasn’t quite sure how long for when complacent, the simple things like time are ignored. It was an ordinary relationship, begun in passion and settled in comfort. But this is what they wanted. At least, neither complained about the routine, but that maybe due to not knowing better…

Emma made a friend at work, Michael. At first, they said hello politely. Then small conversations told who? what? and where? of each other’s lives. The friendship grew and so did the conversations. They talked about relationships, past and present. Philosophy, sports and the ugly hairdo of the secretary spanned the topics. Neither remembered the transition from polite coworkers to detailed confidants.

Inevitably, sex became the topic of choice. Each one expressed their desires and fantasies. They talked frankly about past lovers. Michael told stories of drunken hook ups and flagrent sexual encounters. He was experienced, about 30 lovers with folds-more hookups. He could not remember most of their names but could describe each of the acts in vivid detail. One, he said, liked it rough, so he gnawed on her tits, bit on her clit, and fucked her harder than a train wreck. Yet, she was not satisfied. The stories poured out of Michael to the thirsty Emma.
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I’d had my new job for about 5 weeks, so I was familiar with most of the guys at the office, but I was still trying to fit in. As an office manager for an accounting firm I was both in-charge of the office and yet still subordinate to the accountants. It’s a rather difficult line to walk and it’s always easier if everyone likes you. Most of the guys in the office are under 35 and unmarried, so it is no surprise that they like to party at the end of the day.

Being 42 and married for a little over a year to a cute 32 year old brunette…I preferred to go home in the evening.

We had just finished an office wide meeting and I was anxious to head out the door. It was my wife’s birthday and she was picking me up from the office. When my co-workers and I reached the lobby, a few of them whistled. My wife was standing there blushing, in a very short, sexy red dress that I had never seen before. She obviously had plans for dinner at a nice restaurant. Marcus, a young partner at the firm, said, “We always have a drink at the ‘Poison Apple’ after work…why don’t you two join us before heading off to dinner?”

Fool that I was, I said “How ’bout it, Linda?” In a way that made it clear she should say yes.

“OK…But just one drink, we have reservations in a little over an hour.” She was a trooper. She knew that I wanted to be ‘one of the guys’. Besides, one drink couldn’t hurt.
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We had been invited to an army camp to collect an award for my wife’s late father. They were having a Naafi dance that evening and we were invited to attend and as the camp was in the middle of nowhere, we were provided with a room for the night.

The dance started off very slowly as the WRAC’s who were coming from the next camp, some distance away, were late in arriving. There were a few officers wives and daughters but the men far outnumbered the women, so Vy was in great demand for dances. As the evening drew on, it was clear that something was wrong and that the girls were not going to arrive. At last it was announced that there had been an accident, nothing serious but as it had delayed them so much and as a lot of the girls were shaken up, that they returned to their camp.

So now that the men knew there would be no girls arriving, Vy was in even more demand. I noticed as time went on, that some of the men dancing with my wife were holding her very close, they were getting very intimate on the dance floor and Vy looked very flushed.
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When Diana returned from the gym, she called out a greeting and dashed upstairs to change. I sat down and bided my time, waiting patiently on the hunter green sofa in our family room. The bouts of rhythmic flexion Diana regularly forced her lean muscles to endure sometimes sparked the fires of her always smouldering physical desires. I smiled, a little anxious, slightly pensive, wondering if I could manage to get burned. I counted on the fact that Diana liked the release of a good romp after tensing up for her daily work out. The outside chance made it worth my while to sit patiently for a bit, anyway.

I envisioned her as I waited, teasing myself. Diana’s not a tall woman, a full head shorter than me at least but because her body is so lithe and well proportioned and because she literally bounces through life, vibrant and energetic, Diana seems tall. Her eyes shine a vivid blue with a piercing and engaging gaze, refusing defiantly to shy away from even the most provocative stares, hungry glances she all-too-often compels in the lucky men who witness her approach. In a way, I think Diana’s delicate features bear lasting tribute to the regal beauty of continental aristocracy, undeniably pretty, radiant with her constant sense of delight. I have often said that Diana bears a strong resemblance to the portrait of the Princess Anne of Austria just before she married Louis of France. They both have this engaging look in their eyes.
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The girl with the long dark hair lost again. Slowly, tantalizingly, she pulled her t-shirt over her head, revealing that she was wearing nothing whatsoever underneath. Her small firm breasts were the same golden color as the rest of her skin, with the aureole a darker chocolate brown. All that she had left now was a pair of small, white cotton panties.

While he looked admiringly at the breasts just revealed, caressing their curves with his eyes, the black girl to his right shuffled the cards for the next round of their game. So far, it was just plain strip poker, but the girls, when they persuaded him to join them, had promised him some interesting variations later…

It was late at night, he had just been about to leave the party when the four girls had come up to him. They were the only people still in the house, all the other guys having left already. After some embarrassed giggling and shuffling among the girls, none of whom looked more than twenty or so, a year or two younger than he was, a tall blonde asked him if he wanted to play strip poker with them.

He hesitated briefly, wondering what they were up to. Apart from the hostess, a petite brunette named Miriam, with long, curly hair and large breasts, he didn’t know any of the girls. They all appeared fairly drunk, and in a mood for mischief. But the blonde, seeing his hesitation, stepped closer, and, putting her arms around him, promised him a real interesting game. He could fell her pointed breasts rubbing against his chest, and, controlled by the immediate reaction between his legs, he heard himself say yes.
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