Bisexual

We have more fun with Jan

Jan walked home with me, Joy saw the look on our faces and knew straight away we had been fucking, no sooner had we walked in than Jan stripped of and told Joy about our fun, saying she hoped it was ok, her seducing me. Joy laughed and said, he’s been dying to play with …

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Group bi sex is great

We always enjoyed threesomes or groups with bi guys, seeing my wife being fucked by guys as they fucked me was such a turn on for us both, and Frank was one of the best bi guys we met, he was well hung a good 9 inches along the top of his cock and nice …

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Pearl’s Plaything

Midnight. The Rutting Season. Winter came early to the pine forest of Tannochbrae. Snow fluttered down in heavy flakes, white poppy petals on an alien Remembrance Day. Cascading in swirls borne on the chill wind before settling on a blank canvas that stretched between her window and an electrified perimeter fence. Blanketing the flat rooftop …

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Love In Tokyo

As a poor Filipina working in Japan, I didn’t have many allies I could count on. The Japanese are polite people but are suspicious and cautious around those from the outside world. Japan, was an isolated island nation for thousands of years, and not that long ago opened up to civilizations beyond its beautiful shores. …

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Midlife Renewal: Island Pleasures

Neither of us had slept with a man before. Until last night, when I finally gave in to Rick’s ongoing flirtations, and we both experienced the glories of another man’s body for the first time. Waking up Saturday morning, a little drowsy from a long night of mutual sexperimentation, not to mention a bit sticky …

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Coupe Glace

Chantal strutted onto the patio, glided down the stone steps, threw her lady-bundle onto the sun lounger, and faced the camera. The sun lit up her burnt sienna hair, accentuating her crème caramel extensions. She raised her arms and clawed at her shocking mane. A stray kiss-curl brushed her lips. Raising her brows, fluttering her …

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War Girl

I break into a full sweat and stream with aguish fever. I climb out of bed, draw my curtain and stare across the street. The war girl with the breast-length flowing black hair and huge breasts is propped hard against a pebbledash wall, dressed to kill in her fake fur bolero, wide-mesh fishnet tights, six-inch …

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