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My wife Karen and I were both in our mid-twenties when we met and soon after got married. She knew that I had fucked a lot of women before we were married, and I knew that she had fucked a lot of guys before we met.

But that was all behind us now. We were married, we loved each other, we didn’t talk about past romances…and we were both bored. Karen is lovely. She has a nice bod that’s dominated by her big tits. She’s good in bed and tells me that I am too, but there was just something missing from our sex life. Two years ago, we found what we were missing. One Sunday afternoon in July there wasn’t much going on around the house and we were just sitting and watching a baseball game on TV and having a few beers.

We were both bored to death and we were drinking more than we usually do. We talked about maybe walking over to one of the forest preserves near our house to see what was going on. We liked to do that to watch the other people who go there to get a quick fuck or some head. I guess it’s the voyeuristic side of us. Karen was packing a cooler with some beer when I heard a car pull up in our driveway. It was my best friend, Joe. Joe comes over quite a bit to get away from his wife…I guess she’s a real cunt.When he came inside I told him where we were going and asked him to come along. The three of us walked down the street a few blocks to a forest preserve and picked out a secluded spot so that we wouldn’t be spotted by the others while we watched cars pull in and people fuck right in their cars. Karen popped open three cans of beer for us and we talked about the way other people fuck in cars. Joe didn’t seem embarassed by what we were doing, and I know that he’s a pervert at heart.
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Ryan pushed the heavy cart containing at least on hundred books down the narrow library aisles, stopping occasionally to return the volumes to their proper place. To most people rummaging around a bunch of dusty books and periodicals would be a chore to be avoided at all costs, but Ryan was different, he loved feel of the books in his hands and the aroma of old manuscripts filling his nose, but especially the wealth of information found like buried treasure between the sometimes frayed covers. He was only eighteen, but already he knew what he wanted to do with his life, go to college, major in library science, and become a curator for some large research library. He wasn’t interested in checking books in and out, or sending out past due notices to tardy borrowers, no, he wanted to get into old manuscripts, first editions, and rare writings from days gone by. For now, though, just being able to work at something he truly loved was enough for him. He glanced at his watch, and said to himself, “Five minutes to closing, I better get hustling, it’s gonna take at least an hour to get all these put away!” Working at a quick pace, Ryan was almost finished restacking, when it happened, standing on the short step stool needed to reach the upper shelf, his foot slipped and he came tumbling to the floor, landing with a loud thud. The force with which he had hit the floor had been noisy enough that the head librarian, Miss Vance had heard it and brought her running. When she got to him, what she found was and unconscious Ryan, with blood trickling down his forehead.
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Mrs. Larson glanced at her assignment book and announced to the class, “Everyone open up your texts to page 135 and read chapter six, I have to go to the office for a few minutes, but I shouldn’t be too long!” She entered the Principal Solon’s office and said to his secretary, “Hi Georgia, I just received a note form Mr. Solon and he wants to see me right away, is he available!?!” A slight smirk spread over the secretary’s face as she replied, “Just a second, Mrs. Larson, and I’ll find out!” “Go on in, he’s expecting you,” Georgia said, “and have a good time!” At that last remark, Krista Larson glanced back over her shoulder and gave the secretary a dark look before entering the principal’s office! Once inside she asked, “You wanted to see me Mr. Solon, I really have to hurry because I’m right in the middle of a class!?!” Ben Solon eyed the pretty thirty five year old social studies teacher and evenly, “Come over here and lift you skirt, I’m afraid you’ve been a bad girl again!”
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Jeremy rang the front bell and waited several seconds until the door swung open and a middle aged man invited him in! “That will be fifteen fifty,” Jeremy said as he pulled the large pepperoni pizza out of the “hot bag”! The man was ready with a twenty dollar bill and as he traded it for the piping hot pie he asked softly, “Do you have time for my usual!?!” Jeremy looked at his watch and replied, “I’m kinda in a hurry, but if we make if a quickie, I guess it would be all right!” “Oh thank you,” the man fairly gushed as he shoved an extra fifty into Jeremy’s hand, “I really appreciate it, I really do!”

As he dropped to his knees in front of the young stud, he fumbled while trying to undo Jeremy’s belt and zipper, and was a little surprised when the young man slapped his hands away and said, “We have a new deal here, Mr. Lester, it’s a minimum of a hundred bucks!” “W-why that’s outrageous,” the man sputtered as he knelt on the carpeted floor, “it’s always been fifty, why the change!?!” “Mr. Lester,” the nineteen year old blonde Adonis said smoothly, “I think that after I get my pants off you will be more than happy to pay me the difference!” “Really,” Mr. Lester asked doubtfully, “one hundred dollars is a lot of money, even for a hung young stud like you!” “May I show you,” Jeremy asked softly, “I’m sure you won’t be disappointed?!?” “Okay,” came the reply, “but this had better be good!” With a half smirk on his face, Jeremy smoothly undid his belt and very slowly slid down his zipper and with a little push, sent his blue jeans sliding to his ankles! Mr. Lester made and audible gasp at the sight before his eyes, the young man wasn’t wearing his usual pair of white cotton briefs, instead he had on a very feminine pair of light blue frilly panties that did nothing to hide the outline of his huge hard cock! “Y-you’re wearing panties,” he stammered while softly running his hand over the front of the young man’s crotch! “For the extra fifty, you can rub your face on them and make me cum in them if you like,” Jeremy whispered, “and when I leave, you can keep them and suck on them after I’m gone, just think of how nice it will be to masturbate with my cummy panties in your mouth!?
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“Okay now,” Bonnie asked for the last time, “you got everything under control!?!” “Uh, yeah,” he replied, “I’ve got the boom box, the CD’s, my wardrobe, and the address, I think that’s it!” “Good,” she answered, “make sure you give them a good show, now the deal is they give you five hundred up front, and you get to keep two, any tips you make are all yours!” What if they pay me by check,” he questioned?!? “It doesn’t matter how they pay you, you bring back either the check or cash to me and I’ll cut you a check,” she replied, “the tips are almost always in cash so you just pocket that!” “What time do you have to be there,” she continued on!?! “Seven o’clock,” he replied, “but I’m gonna get there about and hour early to get changed and set up!” “Good lad,” she added, “and by the way, Brian, good luck on your first gig!” “Thanks, boss,” he replied, and then he headed out the door!

A week ago he was working in a bar for four bucks and hour and tips, and now he was on his way to a bachelorette party as the main attraction for a two hundred dollar minimum! Was he nervous, you bet, since he had never taken his clothes off in front of more than one female at a time, this was definitely going to be a new experience for him! He found the address and before he knew it, he was knocking on the front door and wondering exactly what the hell he’d gotten himself into! A flash of panic swept through him, and for a second he considered turning tail and running back to his car, but before he could move, the door swung open and a cute redhead invited him inside! “You must be Brian,” she said with smile, “I’m Cori, glad you could make it!” “You’re early,” she said while leading him into the large great room that was already laid out and ready to go with food and a bar, “would you like something to eat or drink, we have plenty!?!” “A soft drink would be nice,” he replied while looking the place over, “this is a good room for a party, lots of room to move around in!” “You should know,” she said with a chuckle, “I mean about room to move around, you being a dancer and all!” “Oh yeah, right,” he replied, “there’s plenty of room in here, by the way, how many are you expecting!?!” Just ten of us, plus the bride to be,” she replied, “oh, and by the way, I’ll give you the check right now, five hundred, is that right!?!” “Exactly,” he said gratefully, just glad he didn’t have to bring the money thing up himself! She handed him the check and at the same time stared hard into his eyes and said softly, “You wouldn’t mind letting me get a preview of the merchandise before my guests arrive would you?!?”

Well, this was going to come up sooner or later, and after all, this was the reason he was here, to make money, so boldly he replied, “Sure, but all private peeks cost money!” She broke into a grin and responded, “How much for the peek, sugar!?!” “Twenty five for a peek,” he rejoined, “and fifty on up for a little more intimate look!” Out of nowhere she produced a fifty dollar bill and asked softly, “What’ll this get me, honey?!?” He plucked the bill from between her fingers and replied, “That will give you the privilege of removing my shorts, and spending the next ten minutes getting orally acquainted with me!” Without saying a word, she led him over to a small connecting room and for the next ten minutes gave him one of the best blowjobs he had ever experienced, and he was about to tell her that he was gonna shoot, but he decided to keep quiet and surprise her! Some surprise, she gobbled down his cum like it was the nectar from the gods and did a yeomen job of not spilling even a drop! She quickly go to her feet and excused herself to get ready for the arrival of her guests, leaving him to clean up his cock and to get ready to “go on stage”!

Brian sat in the small room drinking his soda and watching television while waiting for Cori to bring him out! He was nervous to be sure, but he figured most of them would be pretty smashed by the time he hit the floor, and besides, he had a pretty nice build and all these broads wanted to see was some male skin, the dancing was just a necessary excuse for his being there! He was wearing a tear away tee shirt and shorts, and of course a g-string, nothing too elaborate, as he relied on the old KISS system, keep it simple stupid! There was knock on the door and Cori stuck her head in and said with grin, “Okay, stud boy, you’re on!” For the next twenty minutes or so, Brian gyrated to the beat of a compilation of dance hits that kept him bouncing around the floor from woman to woman! When he was down to his g-string, the woman went crazy as they touched and poked at his private parts through the thin gauzy material! Several shout of take it off rang out, and without warning, one of the woman grabbed his covering and tore it from his crotch leaving him totally naked in front of eleven screaming females, and as he moved slowly through the crowd of clapping and screaming women, the touching became more intimate and he immediately became erect, which was like waving a red flag in front of a mad bull!

The bride to be was smashed out of her gourd, and on most occasions she would never have done what she was about to do, but with the alcohol and encouragement of her friends, she grabbed Brian by the cock and took him into her mouth and began sucking like a baby on a bottle! Another woman took off her top and began pressing her naked breasts into his back, while another one started licking and sucking on his nipples! He caught Cori’s eye and mouthed the words, “Another two hundred,” and she just laughed and held up two c-notes and encouraged him on with a cheer or two of her own! When he thought he was about to cum, one of the women yelled out, “Fuck him, Patty, he’s got a big cock and this might be the last strange dick you ever get!” Several of Patty’s “friends” pulled her off his cock and lay her down on the couch and pulled off her slacks and panties leaving her open wet pussy ready to be taken! Her eyes were a bit glassy, so as he mounted her he asked, “Are you sure, Patty, just say the word and I’m outta here!?!” Instead, however, she grabbed him by his cock and pulled it towards her hairy muffy and begged, “Give it to me hard and fast, I need it really bad!” Another round of cheers rose up from the peanut gallery, and since she really wanted it, Brian rammed his meat in with brutal force, inducing an orgasm out of the helpless woman on the first stroke! He pounded away at her for another five minutes or so, thinking to himself that on her honeymoon she’d probably still be thinking about this fuck and wishing her husband could do it like the guy at the party!

She must have cum three or four times, Brian had completely lost count as his own orgasm was building like a tsunami deep inside of his groin! When it became evident he was about ready to shoot, one of the women screamed out, “Pull out and let us see you cum,” and even though he was in the throes of his own climax, the idea of not shooting it inside of her really had a lot of merit, so just before he exploded, he jerked out of her pussy and blew load after load of hot spunk all over her bare belly, accompanied by the clapping of every other woman in the room! One of the dumb bitches was so drunk, that she leaned down and licked up all of the leftover cum that was splattered all over Patty’s soft belly, and just for laughs, Brian encouraged another one to clean up Patty’s pussy with her mouth, and after a moments hesitation, that is exactly what she did!

Half of the women were passed out when Brian was leaving, but Cori slipped the extra two bills into his hand along with a note which he read when he got out to his car, and it read, “Brian, loved your show, both before and after, my number is 555-2345, call me, I want you to do an encore, Cori”! He stuck the cash and the note into his pocket, and with a chuckle, headed for home!

The message on Armondo’s answering machine sounded urgent, but when he realized it was just from Velma Ford, he plopped down on the sofa and started going through his mail. The usual junk mingled in with a few bills, “Nothing interesting,” he said to himself, as the phone started ringing. “Hello,” he answered, “Armondo here.” “Oh, god, I’m so glad I finally got a hold of you, this is Velma, and I really need to see you right away.” “Velma, it’s late and I’m very tired,” he sighed, “can’t this wait until another time.?.” “Oh, please,” she moaned balefully, “I’ll pay you extra if you can come over tonight, please, I really need to see you.” He thought about it for a moment or two and replied, “Just for an hour, and it will be five hundred, in cash.” “Oh, thank you,” she gushed, “five hundred will be just fine, I’ll be waiting.”

Armondo slipped into the driver’s seat of his new BMW and headed out on the Pacific Coast highway to Velma Ford’s place. Normally he would have been excited at prospect of earning five big ones for and hours work, but in this case he actually dreaded it. In Armondo’s line of work you always tried to keep your mind and body separate, but in reality that was usually impossible to do when you spent half of your day satisfying the sexual desires of a wide range of women, which wasn’t easy to do in the first place, and with older out of shape people like Velma it was definitely a challenge. Before he could even ring the bell, the large heavy wooden door swung open and he was quickly ushered in by Velma Ford. “Hi, love,” she gushed, as she led him by the arm into the living room, “I have a surprise for you.”
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The intercom buzzed on Miss Watkins’ desk, and a the soft voice of Dr. Winters nurse, Andrea Hartman, requested that the next patient be sent to the examining room. “Okay, Miss Mitchell, follow me please,” Miss Watkins ordered, as she held the open the door to the hall way leading to the examining rooms. “Sit right here,” the receptionist said, “and Nurse Hartman will be with you in a minute!” Sarah Mitchell nervously scanned the stark white walls and involuntarily shivered and said to herself, “What in the name of god am I doing here, I must have been crazy to even have dreamt of trying this!” She was quickly jarred back to reality when the door swung open and Andrea Hartman entered the room! “Hi, Sarah,” Andrea said brightly, while extending her hand, “I’m Andrea Hartman, but you can just call me Andrea, okay!?!” Taking Andrea’s hand and shaking it, Sarah merely smile weakly and nodded. “All right,” Andrea said as she sat down while reading Sarah’s history, “let’s see what we have here!” After flipping through several pages of Sarah’s medical history, Andrea intoned, “I see that the reason for your appointment is the inability to achieve orgasm, is that correct?!?” “Uh, yes, ma’am,” Sarah stammered! “Well,” Andrea replied, “that’s unusual for a woman of twenty seven, but I’m sure the doctor can help you, he has almost a ninety percent success rate with young women!” “Now,” she continued, “before the doctor comes in, remove all of your clothing and put on this gown, he’ll with you shortly!”
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“Please don’t cry, Mrs. Moore,” consoled loan officer Jackson Tydman, “this is strictly business, but unless you can come up with $400.00 by this Friday, we’re going to have to repossess your car, and that’s all there is to it!” Sitting in a chair across from Jack’s desk, Nancy Moore was fighting to control her emotions, and unfortunately was failing miserably. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she tried to explain to Mr. Tydman that without a car, her husband Joe would lose his job as a traveling salesman. “Believe me when I tell you that I’m sympathetic to your position,” Jack went on, “but you’re two months behind already, and the bank feels that it would be unfair to our other customers if we let this thing go any longer!” Thinking fast on her feet, Nancy gave it one last shot, “Well, is there someone else I can talk to about this, like your supervisor or something!?!” Jackson Tydman gave her a long steady gaze and then replied slowly, “Well, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to let you speak with Miss Winters, but I don’t think it will do any good, she generally agrees with my judgment!” Getting up from behind his desk, Jack excused himself and said he would be right back. He quickly made his way to Blair Winters’ office and stuck his head inside and said, “We got us a real hot one, babe, I’m going to send her down in a few minutes, she owes eight C’s on their car and her old man needs it for his job as a salesman, I think she would do just about anything to keep from losing that car!” “I’ve got her good and softened up,” he said with wink, “and I think it will only take a little shove to put her over the edge!” Blair Winters nodded to Jack and replied, “Good, give me a few minutes to review her file and then send her in!” Jack turned heal and headed back to his office where he found a more composed Nancy waiting patiently for his return. He slid around to his chair, sat down and offered, “I’ve talked to Miss “Winters and she will see you in a few minutes, she’s very busy but can spare you a minute or two.” “Oh thank you, Mr. Tydman,” Nancy fairly gushed, “I just know she will give me a little more time!” Jackson Tydman merely nodded his head and leaned back in his chair and waited for Blair to buzz him.
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Blair Hutton wiped the sweat from her shaking hands and gingerly reached for the doorbell. She knew that what she was about to do was risky at best, and dangerous at the worst. Only yesterday morning she had been looking at the classifieds in the local under ground newspaper when her eye caught an intriguing ad, “Wanted, attractive woman to service me orally while my wife watches and maybe participates. All the oral sex you can handle. If interested, contact Eric at 555-3999.” Immediately upon reading the ad, Blair’s pussy began creaming her tight lace panties, her clit quickly coming to full throb! After a fast masturbation session, she dialed the number and made arrangements with a man named Eric to meet him the following afternoon at his home on the north side of town. Eric had given her only one requirement, that being that she was to wear a skirt and blouse with no panties. She had started to ask why, but thought better of it, and agreed to meet Eric sans her panties.
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