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Denise:

This has been such a strange time for me. I'm Denise Haroldson. My husband John and I have a fairly normal household with two children, Robert, 18, and Karen, 16. Up until recently our life has followed the typical program.

Every weekday John and I would go to work and our kids would go to school. John is an architect. It sounds exciting, but he works for one of the partners in the firm and all he does is do the actual drawing and such for his boss. He doesn't really design anything; he does the scut work for the big man. It pays well but is very unrewarding. I work for the county at the voting registry office as a secretary. Neither of us got much out of our work and we had gotten into a rut. We worked and took care of the kids, made love every Saturday night, and existed.

Suddenly everything changed. Our children became sexually aware and active. Normally this would have posed no more than the usual problems, but they decided to do things differently. Somehow they decided to date each other's friends, not just one though, all of their friends. At first I was a little alarmed at this. Then as I got accustomed to it I was so proud of my two that I could burst. They had figured a way for they and their friends to experience love and sex without much of the hurt and heartbreak every one else had had to go through. The concept was amazing and had some interesting side effects as well.

One effect was that we met the other kids' parents. We already knew the Morgans since they lived next door to us, but when Patricia Marshall called me and wanted to have a conference, I met all the other parents and found that I liked them. They were all good hardworking and levelheaded people. When we found out to just what extent the dating had gotten to, no one blew up. There were a few frowns, but no histrionics. We were able to come up with a basic plan to help protect the children and agreed to meet again and keep in touch. Suddenly we had friends.

The other side effect was that with the kids being allowed, no encouraged, to have sex with their dates at our house, our sex life picked back up to what it had been many years ago. The night Robert ate his date till she screamed and passed out I almost foundered John I rode him so hard.

I knew that there were things going on between the other parents as well. The morning that the police disturbed us I saw Larry and Pat Marshal leave the Morgan's. They must have stayed overnight.

Now it wasn't at all unusual to come home to find one if the kids in their room fucking. Karen wasn't quite as loud as Regina when she came, but she was still hearable. When I came home Wednesday afternoon and heard Karen screaming for Jimmy to fuck her harder I immediately got wet and when John got home I took him to our room and shamelessly raped him. He was not resisting very much because as I was stripping his clothes off I was describing to him exactly what I had heard.

Beth Snowden called later that evening and invited John and I to go dancing with Bill and her. We agreed on Saturday night. I haven't been dancing for years and the thought is arousing.

I walked in on Robert and Regina Friday night and got the surprise of my life. I thought that I had a good idea of what they were getting up to, but then I saw that there was a second girl in the bed with them. Robert acted as if there was nothing unusual about him sharing a bed with two girls, and he introduced Marsha Idle to me. I knew her parents and the last thing I thought that they would permit would be what I was witnessing. After talking to her I realized that I was right. I worried about this and I really hoped that it didn't cause the other kids any trouble. I would speak to Beth about it Saturday. She seemed to be the most levelheaded about this whole situation of any of the Parents.

John got another workout that night. This is the best thing that has ever happened to our marriage. I know that John has seen more female flesh in the last few weeks than he ever has before. Besides the girls that Robert brings home, our daughter Karen doesn't bother to wear much in the house anymore, so I don't either. I didn't think that I would ever have a reason to wear those slinky nightgowns.

After the kids practiced, Robert and Regina took Marsha with them and stayed at her place Saturday night. Karen and Jimmy were out with Paul and Sheri. John and I got ready to meet Beth and Bill for drinks and dancing.

It was late when we met Beth and Bill at the club in the Marriott. The dancing was so much fun. We traded partners often and Bill was so light on his feet for a big man and he held me so firmly that I almost swooned. After a few drinks we started to loosen up a bit and I could plainly see John kissing Beth and nibbling her ear while grasping both her butt cheeks at the same time. As I watched this I realized that Bill was doing the same thing to me and that I was very, very wet. With as much sex as I had been getting for the last few weeks I should have been satisfied; but somehow the more I got the more I wanted. Suddenly I knew that as dance partners wasn't the only way we going to trade partners tonight. I want Bill to make love to me and I wanted to see John doing the same thing to Beth. Was that why she invited us to be with them? Did she have the same thoughts that I did? The only way to find out was to ask.

After Bill escorted me to our seats I asked Beth to join me in the ladies room.

"I must say Beth, I am glad that you invited us to join you tonight. Bill is a wonderful dancer and I have enjoyed having his arms around me. Now I know why my daughter is so captivated with his son. Did you have an ulterior motive for this?"

"What do you mean Denise?"

"Are you trying to take this to another level? Is that what this evening is about Beth?"

"Well, yes. Would you be amenable to doing some of what our children are doing?"

"I don't know for sure. John and I have never done anything like that. I'm not sure what his reaction would be."

"If he is willing, are you?"

"I think so. Would Bill be willing to be with me?"

"Are you kidding? Any man would be willing to have you and Bill has already told me that he found you desirable. Didn't you feel how hard he was on the dance floor?"

"I didn't know that was for me. I know that John thinks that your daughter is just too cute for words so he would certainly be willing to be with you. I just don't know how to go about something like this."

"You leave that to me. I'll take John onto the dance floor again and propose a swap to him. We will know right away whether or not it is a done deal."

So I did as she asked and when we all went to dance again I took Bill's hand instead of John's. I concentrated on Bill and realized that he was hard. I was a little concerned by how far up his body the hardon reached. John was not the only man I had ever been with, but none of them would have been as large as Bill seemed to be. I hoped that Beth would not be disappointed.

When the dance was over Beth was smiling so I realized that John had agreed. He took my hand at the table and asked if I was alright with this.

"I think so dear, but I need to talk to Beth for a moment."

I pulled Beth over to the side.

"Beth. I'm not so sure now. I didn't know how large Bill was down there. I don't want John to be embarrassed or hurt when he sees it. Maybe we shouldn't do this."

"We don't have to, but I can assure you that I would never say or do anything to hurt him. If he is about the same size as Robert there shouldn't be a problem. Robert fit quite well in my ass Monday."

"Are you telling me that you let my son fuck you in the ass?"

"I didn't let him, I asked him to. I wanted a small dick up there first before I would let Bill in. Now I think that it will be ok, but John can go there too if he wishes."

"I didn't realize that you were so wild Beth."

"I wasn't before, but watching our kids develop their relationship has opened my horizons quite a bit."

"I know what you mean. Ok, let's do this."

When we got back to the table the men were looking a little apprehensive, so I took Bill's hand and pulled him up.

"Let's go home boys. I want to try something new."

I rode home with Bill and John drove Beth. I scooted right up next to him and put my hand on his leg. I massaged it and then moved into his crotch. I felt his cock, and rubbed until I could feel him getting hard. He was so big; I had never been with a man so large.

"Are you ok with this Denise? Trading I mean. You don't have to do it if you don't want to. I would love to get my hands on those boobs of yours though. What size are they if you don't mind saying."

"44D. They are usually just a burden, but if you want to massage them and my shoulders I'll let you. As long as John is ok with this I am too. We have never done anything like this before, but if it is ok for our kids to do it, then it should be ok for us. Are you and Beth officially dating?"

"Yes we are. She is such a beautiful woman, I don't know what she sees in me, but she seems to be serious. I know that I am."

When we got to the house and went in it was very awkward. We sort of milled in the hallway trying to decide where to go. I grabbed both Bill's and John's hands and pulled them to our bedroom.

"If I'm going to do this I will not hide it. I want to see John in Beth and have him see me with Bill. No head games."

Everyone nodded at my words and the awkwardness was gone. This was going to be fun.

We stood by the bed and I started undressing Bill. I pulled his shirt out of his pants and unbuttoned it. I felt like a teenager with her first man. I could see movement out of the corner of my eye and looked over to see John pulling Beth's blouse over her head exposing the fact that she had no bra on. Her tits were just delightful little things. Karen's were already larger than Beth's were. The nips were already hard and stuck out at least an inch.

My distraction had slowed my own actions and Bill took the offensive from me. He did the same as John and pulled my blouse up exposing my rather heavy duty bra. Anything lacy or very sexy was not an option in public. Without serious support my mammaries would wobble and sway. Bill reached around behind me and worked at the clasp. John looked over at us and saw that Bill was having trouble. John reached over and used his long familiarity to help disable the evil contraption.

I shrugged out of the contrivance when it loosened and my juggs were free. Bill stepped back to see better and I heard Beth gasp.

"Damn, those are magnificent. You are one lucky man John."

"I know. I worship them and Denise daily."

Beth and Bill each stepped forward and took one tit to hold and caress. I just stood there. I was used to John's touch, but other than my doctor no one else had touched me since our marriage. I was almost overwhelmed by the sensations but I reached over and palmed one of Beth's flattened tennis balls. I had never touched another woman's tit, not even in my youth. The texture and resilience was unique to my experience, and the hard nip was amazing. My nipples would get hard with John's manipulation, but never like this. Beth looked up at me and smiled, and then she moved back over to John and proceeded to take his shirt off.

I got my attention and hands back on Bill and soon all of us were topless. Bill had not released my tit so I upped the ante by reaching down to his belt and unbuckling it. I then undid the button on his pants and lowered the zipper. His pants immediately started to slide down and I grabbed the sides of his nylon boxers and kneeled, pulling them down.

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Doctor Cameron was a locum medical practitioner as he didn’t have a practice of his own, nor was he a partner in an established practice, but he had extensive hospital experience in an emergency department, so he was used to dealing with all sorts of injuries, complaints or simply out-of-hours concerned patients. As a locum he covered doctors’ periods of sick leave, vacations, or made himself available for out-of-surgery-hours cover, including weekends. He was prepared to relocate on a...

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Daring Denise

‘So you’ve written several dare stories involving teachers. I’m a teacher…’ She said, leaving the pause hanging in the air. ‘Oh? You’d like to be dared?’ I typed back, knowing that it was exactly what she wanted. ‘Yes.’ She replied, and a blushing smiley face icon appeared on my screen. ‘Okay then, here’s your dare!’ I typed back. After thinking for a minute, I wrote, ‘The next time you’re alone in your classroom, pull out one of my teacher stories. Read it. Lose yourself in it. Then, get up...

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A day in the Park with Denise

My husband Ray talked me into going to Volcano Days at Mountwood Park. This is a big event and always attracts a big crowd. I thought it would be fun and a good opportunity to meet up with a guy I had been chatting with on AFF. I sent him an email and told him we were going and invited him to join us. We didn't make definite plans to meet but he told me he would try to go. I gave him an idea what time we would be there and where we would most likely be but I didn’t tell Ray about inviting him....

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Denise

I've learned to love being a whore. When my husband calls me his "slut" or "cunt" it makes my pussy wet. I wasn't always this way. It all started about three months ago when I lost a bet. My husband had some men over for a night of poker. I didn't have money to go out that night, and so I decided to play. Harry wouldn't give me any chips to play with, so I "traded" for them, basically flirting with the guys and getting them drinks and stuff so they would give me chips to play...

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Denise

*** Synopsis: Diane and Jack are lovers... That makes Jack an adulterer... Unfortunately his wife, Joan knows about the affair! When she gets into the toils of the evil Miss Clearmont who has found out about the money that Jack has hidden from the tax man Diane and Jack are doomed... In the end, both lovers fall into the hands of the vengeful wife who decides to take terrible revenge! ***** This was the second novel written by Miss Irene Clearmont. It follows on from the novel ‘Denise’ and some...

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Trading FriendsChapter 4 Sheri

(NOTE: Starting with this chapter I will be changing a bit. From now on even numbered chapters will be from the viewpoint of another member of the group. Odd numbered chapters will be POV Robert. This should give the story a slightly different feel.) Sheri: Mom and dad had started out last night trying to read me the riot act; but then they had softened and agreed that what I was doing was probably for the best. Dad said that he really didn't want me to be sexually active, but that he...

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Trading Places

Note : This story is completely fictional! I’ve lived next door to my best friend Eve for my entire life. She and I might as well be twin sisters, and that’s basically how our families treat us. We’re both blond and slim, both on the cheerleading squad at the local high school, and we both have the coolest older brothers ever. Like Eve and I, my brother Mark, and Eve’s brother Ryan, are best friends as well. The guys are only two years older than us, and we all hang out with the same crowd, so...

Incest
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Trading Brothers

Chapter 1 I've never written for one of these websites about how I had sex for the first time but here goes. Just remember that I'm not a famous, professional writer, I'm just a fourteen-year old girl trying to tell how I lost my cherry. My name is Donna and I live in a medium-sized city in North Carolina. I guess I could tell you that it's Raleigh, North Carolina, that's not enough for you to figure out who I really am. My parents both teach in colleges in the area and I have an older...

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Trading FriendsChapter 3

When the guys got to my house for practice the next day I sat them down for a talk. "OK gentlemen, what do you think of my idea after a night to consider it?" They looked at each other then Jimmy spoke up. "I'm not too sure about it, but it doesn't matter, the girls are going to decide for us." "Not for this one they won't. This has to have the active involvement of each one of us. The one thing, which can pull down the whole house of cards, is jealousy. If you can't watch the...

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Trading FriendsChapter 5

Monday at school was interesting in a number of ways. Everside and I were called into the principal's office during homeroom. We were both told in no uncertain terms that any further unpleasantness between us would result in suspension for both of us no matter who was at fault. We were not even to defend ourselves but to run away and call for help. I told the principle good luck with enforcing such an edict. If Billy or his friends attacked me or mine I was going to do my best to make it so...

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Trading FriendsChapter 7

Dinner at the Cooper's was a real treat. Her family obviously knew that I was screwing Jessica, and didn't mind. Her younger sisters were out at a friend's and so I was able to sleep with her in her own bed that night. We sixty-nined for a while then just made slow, dreamy love. When I woke up the next morning Jessica was rubbing my erection and kissing my shoulder. "Is someone still horny this morning dear?" "You had better believe it Robert. How do people who have sex for the first...

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Trading Places Ch 1

Author’s Note: This story was originally distributed in 7 chapters. If you missed the other installments, check my author’s page. This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached, as long as no charge is made for it and it isn’t changed in any way. If it is archived or displayed, it is done so with the understanding that the author will have unrestricted access to the...

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Trading Places Ch 2

©June 2002 by Bob Peale ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Author’s Note: This story was originally distributed in 7 chapters. If you missed the other installments, check my author’s page. This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached, as long as no charge is made for it and it isn’t changed in any way. If it is archived or displayed, it is done so with the understanding that the...

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Trading Places

We sat there on the couch and stared at the small plain package. After ten years of marriage, we had come to a point where our sex life had become all but non-existant. Don't get me wrong, Susan is fucking hot. I would hit that three times a day of I could. She blames me, but I don't see it. She says I try to hard to fuck her and that turns her off. But I went six months without trying last year....subject never came up. Its like Susan just doesn't have a sex drive. A few weeks ago I got spam...

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Trading Favors Closing the Deal

After spending a weekend with Mr. Sterling and letting him deny and fulfill me in equal kinky measure, I found the evenings after work hardest to endure. Monday night was the worst. I was rested; I didn't have plans; I had nothing to do but think. Work was easier, but by no means easy. Mr. Sterling had infused himself into this part of my life with his promise--and delivery--of favors for the people who work in my lab. Favors I had secured through sex acts. When our post-doctoral fellow, Tony...

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Trading More Favors A Second Encounter

After a night of the kinkiest sex I had ever had and a weekend to think about it, I was relieved to go back to work on Monday. Tom Bavington, the head of the lab where I worked, came home from the hospital over the weekend and was in his office when I got to the research building. He couldn't move around well; he was on crutches and his cast over his broken leg was huge. I left him alone to get caught up on Monday. On Tuesday, I stopped by his office on the way home. He looked up from a...

Seduction
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Trading continued

The front doorbell rings through my large house. I am watching a video of a father disciplining his step daughter. She is lying across his lap as he spanks her naked bottom. "Bugger" I pause the video. Walk to the front door. Through the window I see the back of a person standing in a white onesie. "What does she want now?" I mutter to myself as I turn the handle to open the front door. "Hello … " she looks up at me. " Your probably wondering what I want now!" Her eyes look up at me then down...

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Trading Pussy for Dick Gay

I've always been a pretty big horn dog when it comes to women. Since high school, I've tried every trick in the book to meet, bed, and enjoy the ladies. I got married in my mid twenties, screwed around mercilessly on my wife, and divorced in my early thirties, after my wife caught me fucking my secretary, bent over my desk at work. Problem was it was the third time my wife caught me cheating, and strike three was the last straw.I spend a lot of time in the gym, keeping my body in good shape. I...

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Trading Pussy for Dick

I've always been a pretty big horn dog when it comes to women. Since high school, I've tried every trick in the book to meet, bed, and enjoy the ladies. I got married in my mid twenties, screwed around mercilessly on my wife, and divorced in my early thirties, after my wife caught me fucking my secretary, bent over my desk at work. Problem was it was the third time my wife caught me cheating, and strike three was the last straw.I spend a lot of time in the gym, keeping my body in good shape. I...

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Trading Daughters Fictional

From: QlickIntroduction: My friend Robert and I are raising daughters alone. At 16 they present us with a birthday request My daughter Casey and I have been on our own for 5 years. Her mom left when she was 9, telling us she didn't want to be tied down any longer. It took Casey several months to accept her mom wasn't coming home, but when she did she began to grow close to me. As she grew and hit puberty I noticed her starting to fill out. It fell to me to give her the facts of life talk....

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Trading Places Boss to Office Girl

It sounds crazy that a one dollar bet completely changed my life. But if you read my story, you will see how my life became a total replica of the movie 'Trading Places.' My tale can best be told from the perspectives of the three protagonists?Jasmine, Christi, and myself. Jasmine's Story: I began working for Mr. Johnson about two years ago. I remember at my first interview that Mr. Johnson was more interested in my looks than in my abilities. Instead of asking me about...

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Trading Up

Afterword This story is, thankfully, a work of fiction.? If there were any resemblance between the events of this story and real events, it would be disturbing to say the least. Unfortunately, such things as child abuse and sexual slavery do exists in the real world, and they are truly vile, despicable enterprises.? This story is no more an accurate depiction of real sexual slavery than the popular videogame "Doom" is an accurate depiction of real combat.? In fact, this story isn't even an...

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