I kissed the parking brake that had been in my pussy’ my cunt’ earlier, and
climbed out of the car. Mark was already waiting for me. There were no
cars in the parking lot, it still being over two weeks before the school
year began. Tomorrow, being Monday, the first of the administrative staff
would begin showing up to prepare for the upcoming school year. My first
meeting would be on Wednesday. I was thankful that no one was there, as with all the buttons missing from
my blouse, the only thing that kept my breasts’my tits’from falling out was
the knot I had tied. As it was, anyone standing in front of me or to the
side would get a pretty good view. As I walked up to the door, clicking along in the high heels which did not
fit at all with the extremely short denim skirt, I could feel my’tits
jiggling and bouncing the entire way. It made me think of the term that was
used for one of the television networks in the late 70s.
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Author: sexandporn
Private Dancer
This story takes place in Munich Germany, at an
establishment called the Pink Pussy~. This location; a
“very private” club that caters to a special clientele.
Socially and sexually sophisticated jet-setters visit
this private club whenever they might be in town. There
are other places like the Pink Pussy~ around the world,
but none quite as entertaining as this particular one. Gretchen is a Private Dancer. She’s had many
experiences in her young life, but the one she
describes here, is one of her favorites. 
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How a Slut found True Love
I am writing this at the request of my lover Jim It’s a strange story how
we met and how we discovered that we were made for each other. He loves the
Idea of sharing me and this is just one more way I can share myself with
other men
So I guess I’d better tell you a bit about me first. I am 41 years old,
and most people say I look ten years younger. I was blessed with a good
body, and have never had a weight problem. I am 5′ 10″ 145# with long brown
hair, in natural ringlets, and amber eyes. My breasts are small, only a b
cup with prominent pink nipples that get very big when erect and I have
rings in both nipples and one in my pussy lip and one in my clit.
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Laura’s lesbian story
I’ve always liked guys. Don’t get me wrong. I am most certainly not a
lesbian, at least not a strict lesbian. But recent events have made me
realize that, at the very least, I’m strongly bisexual. I’ve hidden my
attraction for women inside for a long time, keeping these feelings under
tight lock and key. Only once did I try to tell my husband about them but I
told my story badly and I don’t think he really believed what I was saying.
I never mentioned them again until that fateful night that Sharon stopped by
and wanted to get drunk with me. Sharon left that night with more than a
skinful of booze. Sharon. How I’d admired her body for so long, ever since the day I’d first
laid eyes on her our first week in the new house. She never knew how many
times over the years that I peered out the miniblinds of our living room
window, which overlooked their backyard, watching her tan herself on a towel
on their deck, wearing nothing but her bikini. 
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Corruption of the Innocent
We’ve all read those stories about the lonely young man who
meets a strange beautiful girl who takes him back to her room
and he finds he’s walked into a wild dream-fulfilling orgy.
Who is that girl? Who are the depraved hedonists that bring
the young hero to his unlikely series of orgasms, while fucking
each other silly? This exclusive report takes you to…
“Driving fast down Interstate 80, with my shorts off and two
fingers buried in my pussy!”
“Whose fingers?”
“My very own fingers, no one else’s! Self-abuse at eighty miles
an hour.”
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Female Dominant/Male Submissive
The first grey shadows of the February night were beginning to
darken the street when they finally made their vehicle. Michael
reflected that if he needed any verification that Vicky was
exhausted, her silent acquiescence to riding in the chair was all
the proof he needed. Well, three hours in the morning with the
occupational therapist and four hours in the afternoon with the
physical therapist would do that to a body. He was tired just
having to watch her go through all that, but then, it was always
hard watching the one you loved suffer.
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Who’e-R-Us – Sex in the dressroom
I am passionate about a couple of things. Great sex is one.
Clothing is another. I can shop everyday for hours, not getting a bit
tired. If there is a sale, I’m gone. The only problem is my size.
Being only 4′ 11″, 89 pounds and a waif figure, not many stores have
much for me to choose from. Or I have to shop in the little’s
department, which really annoys me.
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A Witch Casts Her Spell (lesbian, spanking story)
The last thing Jennifer Thorn felt like dealing with was a long line at the
Big “X” grocery store. The fact that she was only getting a few items, and
that she was in the express line, she didn’t think that it would be this long.
Unfortunately, thanks to a long line of people with the same idea and a new
cashier, a five-minute venture was already going on twenty.
Jennifer, not having the patience to deal with this, thought out loud how
stupid it was to have a new girl working the express line, and was startled
when the woman standing in line behind her, responded. Jennifer felt a little
embarrassed, not realizing she verbalized her thoughts out loud.
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White Wedding – wife sharing
A friend of mine whom I’ll name Randy called me up to tell me he was
getting married. The bride’s parents were rich. The wedding would be
held in the back yard at their country estate. It was a small house
to them, a mansion to anyone else.
“I wanted you to be my best man — or woman in this case,” Randy
explained. “But Missy wouldn’t go for it. All I could convince her
was for you to be a grooms man. I mean grooms woman.”
“You’re so whooped,” I replied. “I would have loved being the best
woman but I will settle for grooms woman. I hope Missy is worth it.
Do I get a tux?” 
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