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The Double Intruder

Relax Honey, let me take you on a sensual trip of delight, let us share your fantasy. Your fantasy is to make out with Sweetness, to be screwed with a double headed dildo while I watch. But first let me tell you how beautiful I think you are and what a fabulous body you have, it excites me just to look at you laying there, looking so tranquil, it excites me to see your breasts as they are in your lacy bra, it excites me to see your puffy shaven cunt behind the transparent fabric...

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Penny my slutwife 2.

Penny and I spent the next couple days talking about everything that led up to this point. I explained how I had fantasized about her being with another guy. My past experiences with watching other people have sex and how it turned me on. I explained when Tim moved in and was having sex with different women frequently how it only fueled my desire for her to be one of those women. Penny admitted that his late night romps had an affect on her as well. I didn’t mention that I knew that already. Somethings...

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Seduction of the new teacher

I had just graduated college with a teaching degree in English and I was burdened with debt that would be with me for decades. I decided to accept a position at a title one inner city high school in hopes of making a difference in my soon to be students’ lives, plus the bonus was a nice incentive too. I prepared my classroom for the coming school year and looked forward, not without some anxiety and hesitation, to meeting my new students. I was in for a really rude awakening that first day when the...

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My Drunk Wife in the Men’s Restroom

Last weekend my wife and I went to watch my favorite team play football. It was the final of the series and hence the stadium was packed with fans – mostly sweaty, swarthy men drinking beer and cheering for their teams. We had been drinking wine and were feeling no pain. My wife – a light drinker – was actually very drunk. So much that she was just dozing off my shoulder most of the time. We continued drinking (I had six bottles of wine in my cooler) and I kept feeding her more and...

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Waiting to Inhale

Ewell Bennett was a miserly old man, although as I recollect, Mr. Ewell (pronounced you’ll) wasn’t really all that old. I guess he was 45-50 when Dan Gobel worked for him and the incidents recorded here occurred. Mr. Ewell was married to Miss Sara Whitsworth. The slaves they kept called her family “shitsworth” because they were not the high-class people they professed to be. She had married Mr. Ewell because he had the richest spread in lower Mississippi and the largest bank account in 6 counties. Mr. Ewell had married Miss Sarah after the untimely...

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A Nurses Self Discovery

“That’s it Bitch suck that dick!” Leon said harshly. This is what I heard every morning before classes started at Jensen High School. The group of black seniors would walk into my office and close the door behind them. I would know that would be my cue to take out the small blanket and kneel upon it. I always wore stockings to work, easier access for my man and his boys; Leon unzips his fly and takes out his massive 14 inch black snake and, as if it were instinct, I would open my mouth...

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