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My ex-boyfriend, Jerry was gone for two weeks, worked out of town, and I was expecting him home around 8:00 Friday night. I was as horny as hell and all I could think of was getting him into bed when he got home.

The phone rang around 4:30 and it was Jerry. He said he was sorry, but he had to work the weekend and he wouldn’t be home till Monday. “What am I supposed to do, I miss you” I said. Jerry said in a funny way, “I’m sorry, but you could always go to town and get fucked if you want to.” I was shocked that he said this and asked him if he was serious. He said he wouldn’t mind if he did the same. Finally he said, “Go on, enjoy it, I’ll see you Monday.”

John, that was beautiful. How’s your day going? Still a bad day?" I giggle.

“I’m having a beautiful day,” you mumble gently, a soft breathing colors your voice.

“Wait till you see what night you’re going to have!” I’m giggling.

“UH oh,” you smile in response.

“Oh dear!” I’m sighing. “I forgot. I brought work I have to read by tomorrow. Why don’t I clean this up from dinner, and I’ll start with the work. You can relax, read the paper, take a shower or something. Sorry, honey, it’s just a few hours of reading. I’ll make it up to you later if you’re patient.” You sigh too, but smile when you see the naughty brilliance in my eyes. “The nite is not over,” you think to yourself.

Linda and I were looking forward to the party. We’d been there before, so we had a pretty good idea what to expect. They had a dance every other week, and many of the couples got a room at the motel for some playtime after the dance. The last time we left, we were invited to a room, but this time we had our room.

We got there early and registered for the room. Then we went to see the room. The motel is one of those two stories that seem to be everywhere. Linda turned into her short red mini dress. She wore it without a bra or panties and when she bent over her breasts almost fell out. She can perform a show in two directions at once.

“This man and his wife love key parties” Emily said it. “The boys throw their keys in a pile and the women pull a set and go home with the man who belongs to the keys.”

“What? That’s not how they do it, is it? I asked her. I was intrigued, stimulated, really. I read and dreamed about this, but I never believed they were true. I thought people were just telling stories, wishful thinking, I’d say. My wife, barely 28, let me meet one of those “key” people. Apparently, when I talked to Emily about these things, I made an impression, and since Emily has a nice pussy, I think she was herself excited by the thoughts, especially knowing I’d give her permission to fuck other men.

Our car was in the garage for repair and they didn’t have a spare loaner, so my wife, Angel, (who is a beautiful, little 26 years old) and I had to take the shuttle train into town. We were grumbling that the train was full and had to stand. We didn’t know how good we were, at the next station dozens of people arrived and we were full of sardines.

Oh man! Her mouth feels good on my dick! If she keeps this up, she’ll get a big mouth. That’s okay. She likes to swallow. She can never get enough dick and who am I to deny her? I tell her what I type and it’s really excited her, the more I type, the harder she sucks.

Before I tell you what she’s been up to, let me tell you about us. It’s my girlfriend. Kathy sucking my dick. She’s 42 years old but doesn’t look a day older than 30. She’s a natural redhead, but I couldn’t prove it because she shaves completely. She’s in good shape and has a smile to die for. My name is Frank; I’m 42, I’m training three days a week, and I don’t want to brag, but I’m pretty well hung; eight centimeters to be exact. I met Kathy through a mutual friend almost a year ago and I moved in with her about a month ago.

Mom was shopping with her friends and Dad was working, so I went to her bedroom, like I did before when she was away for a while. I pulled her sexy lingerie, stockings, and her highest heels, about 5 inches. I put her things on and posed in front of her mirror when Mom caught me.

“Honey, why are you wearing my stuff?” she asked. I jumped and said, “Because they look so beautiful and you look so sexy. And because I wanted to wear something that you had worn.”

Although I wasn’t looking forward to having friends tonight… I had to admit the food went well. My ribs were mildly painful from laughing at Steve tell us about how he tried to get into his football uniform and wide open the cross. You suggest that we feel more comfortable in the living room, so we all filled our wine glasses and moved to the living room. Dimly lit and soft music play the furniture filled quickly so I sat on your lap. Brian (who is never without a story) starts to tell us about the problems he had in chemistry at university and requires tutoring. He told us that all he learned from his teacher was the right way to fuck and we all laughed. This naturally leads to the exchange of our erotic school stories.

It was an accidental meeting with the neighbor. It didn’t happen on purpose, I didn’t want it to happen, it just did. About two months ago, me and my wife Dorothy were invited to celebrate their 19th birthday with our neighbors. My name is Jack and I’m 29. My wife is a cute redhead and her name is Dorothy. She’s a year younger than me, and right now we don’t have any kids. We talked about it, but we kept postponing it because of both our jobs. We have great jobs and right now we weren’t ready to give them up so we could start a family. We didn’t want kids until we could actually spend the time we needed with them.

My husband and I had always fantasized about other men. If we fucked he’d tell me How much he would like me to be screwed by four or more guys at once. In return I would tell him about the times I fucked before we were married and he would get really excited to hear me describe how their cocks felt going in me and cumming in my mouth and pussy.