The Best Days Ever

by Vin (address withheld)

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A true account of sexual adventures of a couple
involving consenting adults. (FFM, orgy, bi, swing, ws)

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My story is based on the truth and I have changed the
names for obvious reasons.

The best days ever are about the 18 months or so I had a
relationship with a women when I was 28 who changed my
outlook on just about everything I thought and had
considered before our meeting.

From the events I’m about to describe don’t think of me
as some sort of sad pervert because since the end of the
described relationship I have been in a stable and loving
relationship for 3 years.

Caz came into my life in June 98 by the way of a kind of
blind date rushed at the last minute. I did have a
girlfriend at the time but she lived at the other end of
the country so being recently divorced I was going
through the time were anything was fair game.

Our first meeting was just drinks and a chat with a mate
of mine and his girlfriend. Even then Caz caught my eye,
she was about 5’2″ and thin with no chest to speak of but
a lovely pair of deep blue eyes with brunette hair cut
into a bob.

I arranged a date for the next week and we took off from
there. Our first sex was nothing to shout about even
though Caz was a squirter when she came. I will always
remember her thick pussy hair didn’t seem to fit on such
a thin body which would have passed for sixteen which
wasn’t bad considering she was 26 at the time with a 2
year old son from a previous marriage.… Read the rest

A Night at the Pool Hall

by Kat (no address provided)

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I am an exhibitionist. My husband loves to “dare” me to
show off, and I love to do what he dares me to do. One
night at our favorite pool hall, he dared me to unbutton
my blouse while we played pool. Then he dared me to show
off for the crowd by dancing and revealing my 36 DD
breasts. I did exactly what he asked and that led to an
interesting night at our home with our waitress and two
young guys who enjoyed our show. (FFM, bi, wife, mast,
oral, exh, swinger)

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My wife Kat is a very sexy exhibitionist, and loves to
show off in public, and I support her doing so whenever
she is in the mood. She is 35, with a perfect hourglass
figure and slightly enhanced 34 DD breasts with barbells
through the nipples. I came home from work recently, and
she had that gleam in her eye. I said, “What’s up” and
she said “I bought a new outfit and I want to go play
pool tonight.” I knew that she was ready to show off,
and I was eager to go along for the ride. She went to
the bedroom to change, while I took off my work clothes
and put on jeans and a polo shirt.

She came out of the bedroom and smiled and said “how do
you like my pool outfit?” She was wearing 5-inch heels
with cut-off jean shorts that showed the cheeks of her
ass, and a sheer white silk shirt over a push-up black
bra that barely covered her nipples.… Read the rest

After The Party – Part 3

by Ben1 (no address provided)
Punctuation added by MAXed11

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The final part of my story about couple who’s swinging
caused a big change in their lives. (FFM, swingers)

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PART 3

I was still annoyed at Jean and her demanding ways of
recent times. I did not like being used by her and she
was changing all the time she was with John.

I had decided that I needed to take a break from her
and got a short lease on an apartment just to get my
head together. I was still seeing Ann as often as I
could. We were having lots of fun and great sex. She
was becoming a real woman who enjoyed life and love.
We were getting really close and our time together was
special to me.

One weekend when Ann was staying over with me she said
she had a favor to ask. It was a big favor and I was
under no pressure to agree she said.

“What is it?” I asked, worrying that something had
happened.

“I have this very close friend she said we were very
close before we got together and well were always
together. She is older than me she said and even older
than you, not that you are old,” she said.

“Thanks,” I replied.

“Well, you see she lost her husband some years back
and since then she has been alone. You can see the
years are getting to her and I wanted to cheer her up.… Read the rest

After The Party – Part 2

by Ben1 (no address provided)

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Wife starts to change everything by spending more time
with her lover. (MMF, wife, cuck, swingers, cream-pie)

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PART 2

It was a few weeks after Jean had told me about John
and she was still coming home late every night. I knew
she was having sex with him and possibly others, but
she was still letting me clean her pussy and getting
the occasional fuck so I played along. Jean said one
night that she was going on a weekend away with John
and some other couples. I asked if I was going, she
said no that John said I was to stay at home thinking
about what he was doing to her.

I told her I was not happy about this and that it was
a big change in the relationship. Deal with it she
replied, I am going and that is that. It was early on
Friday afternoon, I had finished early at work and
went home. Jean was in the shower getting ready, I
asked if she wanted anything, she replied that a drink
would be nice. I poured a double and gave it to her in
the shower. “Need a hand?” I asked.

“Would you like to shave my pussy?” she replied,
opening the shower door. I got the razor and cream and
set about shaving her pussy. Her hair was already
tight so it was easily done.

I went into the bedroom and noticed her case, I looked
inside it she had a lot of new clothe packed.… Read the rest

After The Party

by Ben1 (no address provided)

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Wife becomes more adventurous after the events at a
party they attended at their friend’s house. (FFM, bi,
swinger, orgy)

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We had settled into a routine of having sex once a
week at the weekends as we were working and were tired
after the hard week. The sex was great and we were
trying to keep the trill as high as possible.

Jean came come home very late some nights from work
saying that she had to stay back to finish some work.
She would go straight to bed those nights saying she
was very tired and needed to get her rest. This went
on for a few weeks and even at the weekends we did not
have any sex as she was too tired.

One Friday night Jean came home late and said that one
of the women was leaving and they were having a going
away party for her on the Saturday night.

On the Saturday Jean was getting ready and was having
a few drinks as she did so. She was having a shower
and I brought her in another drink, as I entered the
shower room I noticed that she was shaving her pussy.
I stood and watched her doing it, she completely
shaved all her pussy hair off. Normally I do this for
her and we would have great sex while doing so. I made
a noise as I entered the room and Jean turned her back
to me saying she was just finished and leave the drink
on the unit.… Read the rest

Anna and the Aussie

By Rinky Dink (gregg777us@yahoo.com)

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Featuring Anna Kournikova and Jennifer Capriati.

None of the below is true (except for news flash). None
of the characters are real, even ones with real names.
This is a work of fiction and due to sexual situations
no one under 18 should read this.

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News Flash: Despite incredible heat and being way down
in the match, Jennifer Capriati saved three match
points and won the 2002 Australian Open in the final
against Martina Hingis.

The good news for Anna Kournikova was that her foot
injury had healed enough where she could go back on the
women’s tennis tour and enjoy her sex slave, Jennifer
Capriati, on a weekly basis. Anna had previously
hypnotized Capriati (see Night Cap: The Prequel) to be
her secret lover.

She was tired of going to her “boyfriend’s” hockey
games and fending off his advances, even if he did make
$10 million a year. She had explained to him many times
she was a virgin and would not sleep with a man until
her wedding night.

Of course, she failed to mention to him that she had no
problem sleeping with women, as she was really a
lesbian, and that the only marriage she would ever have
was maybe one of those funky gay ones they have in
Vermont.

Anna’s first major tournament since her comeback was
the Australian Open.

She had been pissed when she ended up having to play
No. 6 seed Justine Henin in the first round.… Read the rest

Anna K. and Jennifer Capriati

by jackjohn (yorkville55@msn.com)

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The girls get together to compare notes.

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Disclaimer: If you are under 18 and/or object to stories
with strong sexual content, then you should leave this
page now. Also, this is a work of fiction. No claim of
or inference of either person’s sexual orientation is
intended herein.

***

Jennifer Capriati was feeling on top of the world. She
was finally back where she knew she belonged, at
Wimbledon, advancing toward the finals. Her last match
had been a grueling one that seemed to drain the life
from her. Though feeling great about her chances at
making the finals, she was exhausted both physically and
mentally.

After the usual barrage of post match interviews, Jen
made her way to the locker rooms to shower and head back
to the hotel for some welcome rest. Finding the showers
all occupied, she found a sofa off in a quiet corner to
wait her turn. A slight nudge and a “Jennifer-wake up,”
had brought her back from her state of peaceful slumber.

Upon opening her eyes, she was greeted with the sight of
Anna Kournikova leaning over her and calling her name to
wake up. “Ohh, Hi Anna! Oh my gosh! What time is it?” she
asked as she tried to clear her dream clouded head.

“It’s almost midnight,” answered Anna, “you’ve been
sleeping here for almost 8 hours it seems”

“Wow,” Jennifer replied, “I must have been more tired
than I realized. I’d better get my things and get back to
my hotel I guess.” As she was getting her things
together, she began to wonder why Anna was in the locker
room at this time of night.… Read the rest

An Irish Lullaby

by Luanne (address withheld)

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A recently divorced Irish girl living in Chicago
discovers a different side to her sexuality. (FF, 1st-
lesbian-expr)

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My name is Luanne… Luanne O’Brien. I guess you can
tell by my name that I am Irish, and Irish I am and
proud of it too! I was born twenty-seven years ago in
Clare County, Ireland.

My family moving to Guthrie, Alabama when I was a lass
of twelve. My dear father decided on Guthrie because he
had an uncle living there and family ties are strong
when you are Irish. My parents live there to this day
on six acres of the hardest scrabble land you ever
tried to build a farm on.

Rather than try to offer you some sort of description
of myself, let me just say that I look very much like
the country western singer Reba MacEntire. If you don’t
know who she is, then just use your imagination to
picture me any way that suits your fancy. The short red
hair and the still tightly wrapped body, all of that
and more have I. That is as close as I can come to
giving you an accurate description, and for Pete’s
sake, why would you need more? Writing a book you are?
Just leave that Chapter out then.

I met and married a handsome fellow that came roaring
into Guthrie one day on his Harley Davidson and I
practically leapt into his arms, I did… especially
when he promised he would take me out of the small town
mud puddle I was mired in.… Read the rest

Angelina Jolie: Away For The Weekend

by Mark Oxford (markoxford@hotmail.com)

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Angelina needed to get away from it all so she called
her fellow actor buddy Jennifer Connelly to see if she
would go with her. (FF, bi, celeb-parody)

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What celebrities always hated the most about their
relationships were break ups, and the way that their
personal heartbreaks were always splashed around in the
tabloid press.

All the heartaches that the general population felt
during their separations were also felt by the film
stars, models, singers… during their break ups. But
this would always be compounded by the fact that most
people didn’t have to have their problems rammed into
their face everywhere they looked.

People magazine, The National Enquirer, and the weekly
press seemed to advertise it all like it was anyone’s
business. The truth was that people in the spotlight had
the same emotions: fears, hurts, insecurities, joys,
laughs, lusts, loves, angers and excitements as anyone
else.

Angelina Jolie was really feeling the pinch at the
moment. Her career had just hit the stratosphere, with a
collection of box office hits topped off with the
Academy Award she’d received in March. She could command
a large fee, whilst keeping her artistic wishes alive if
she wanted to.

The world was her oyster, and she wanted to make the
most of it. But she was also experiencing the down side
of it all, and now more than ever. Nobody had taken her
relationship and consequent marriage to Billy-Bob
Thornton seriously, but to her it had been the real
deal.… Read the rest

A Neighbor Affair

by Mredfox (mredfox@comcast.net)

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I needed to be loved so bad, I turned to my female
neighbor, who turned out to be the ultimate love of my
life. (FF, 1st-lesbian-expr)

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I’m thirty eight years old, got married right out of
high school and the last three years of what is now a
twenty year marriage, have for me, been right out of
hell. I am a very sexual lady, when I was first
married, we fucked at least once every day, in every
place imaginable and we kept up that pace for at least
seven or eight years. After that, it became three or
four times a week, not quite what I was used to, but I
could live with it.

It really started getting bad sexually, around fifteen
years into our marriage and my husband hasn’t touched
me in any kind of fashion, for over a year, even though
I have greeted him nude at the door, when he came home
from work. I have also tried various sexy type outfits,
to no avail, but a couple of years ago; he said he
would like to do a threesome, with another woman.

I just thought then, that he wanted to have sex with
somebody else besides me, but lately, I have become a
little desperate, so I asked him if he was really
serious about having a threesome. He perked right up,
actually smiled, asked if I had somebody in mind and
when I said no, but I could look for somebody, if he is
serious.… Read the rest