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I was thinking to myself one day while lying in bed. If men think with there dicks, what do women think with?

I realize that not all girls have this nympho desire or nothing. But, you see, I know some who like to be bad, do bad things. Are we just that type?

I was trying to come up with a story to write. A good one. Then what do I think about doing to someone. But noooo. I go start to the sex.

It was like saying: heyyy, no waiting here! And hurry up I need some!

Went to this chat room. And low and behold, what is on my mind in 2 seconds flat?

Yes!!! Sex!sex,sex,sex!

It was like I started shaking at the notion.

I can see it now.headlines: Girl thinks with her pussy!!!

Well I’m getting way ahead of myself. Rushing to the finish I think.

Wait let me ask the boss. Yes, it agrees, I what satisfaction.

But no, we need to get thru the start first. So here goes.

Well, I was there in the chat room, thinking, wow this guy looks seems (can’t look at him). And we start talking. Before I know it I’m nude, horny as hell. And in need of a Cumming. He seemed to know all the spots I want touched. And just when to touch them. I was hooked. Hell, I could do thirty guys and sleep like a baby. Because who would know?

What they going to do? Brag?

So. I was going from one guy to another. Three waying, and all that. I was even multi pming guys. I had like 4 pm boxes open at once! All different things I was doing. Blow jobs, anal sex. All that, I loved it. Then I met HER, my best friend, Rachel. I met her thru a great and wonderful guy there in the chat. Who to today, we are still friends? She was my first BI, encounter. I was like Wow this is something! We got to know eachother. Started playing without the guy. And then, one day while he was away, not away away, I mean like he was there but left to do something. She got kind of shy, and told me she had AIDS. She was upset, told me she thought we would leave her if we knew. I told her it was cybersex. I could not catch it. And He heard us talking, and told her the same. We got closer and closer as time went on. And she was my best friend, my girlfriend. When she sent me a picture of her, WOW she was beautiful! We talked about everything. My life her life how she got Aids. How her boyfriend beat her. I know she was getting depressed. But I told her I was there for her. If ever she needed me. She told me her bf, also had the Aids virus, he told her it was because of her. She was upset. I told her. To not let him get her down. And that everything would be okay. I know she told me he cheated on her. Drunk like all get out. But she still I guess cared. She told me of wild parties she had with him. How he likes to get, I listened. It wasn’t till he beat her really bad that things got worse. She started talking about death, about quitting her medication. I told her she had better not. I for one would miss her. Let me stop right here for a second,

Okay, now let’s see. We were online one night, talking and my online bf, showed up. I told him I was busy. He ask doing what?

I told him I was with a friend in need. (Advice for girls: watch them online bf, they’re something else!) He said ok. Hit him up when I was thru.

So I went back to her. I had a real life boyfriend at the time to. But he never said anything about Rachel. Hell we did it with her! He told her and I told her to leave the guy she was with, that she was better than that. But, she was scared of what he would do to her. He came home drunk every night. Beat her, and then called her names, then fuck her like a slut. She’s a kind person I told myself, she deserves better, needs better. I offered to move her down with me, and take care of her. I cried every night, for her. Wondering if I would see her anymore. She introduced me to her online Boyfriend, and there were a lot.

Told me that if anything happened to her. She would find a way to get up with one of us. Our mutual friends or me.

Then one day, I seen her online, she told me: I’m moving! He’s at work and I’m pulling out. Going to her sister’s. I was happy, but kind of sad at the same times didn’t want her to leave. But I knew she needed to. She said she would keep in touch.

It’s been 2 years now. Nothing, I search the newspapers where she lives to see if anything has happened to her. But nothing yet has come up. I want her to be happy. I want her safe. But selfish as I can be. I want her with me to.

Now, yes I still go online, I still have cybersex with guy’s. I’ve had many boyfriends online. A lot of them are married. Most just lie, cheats, and just is bad.

I had one who while I was dating him, he was dating another to. Telling her that him and me were just friends, we never had sex. (Laughing)

Then another, I was dating online and low and behold, what happens? I move. What’s he do? Go find the first girl online to be with. When I do get back in touch. What’s he say?

You want me to decide between the both of you?

Well I pick her. Because that’s what you liked about me to begging with, my being faithful (cough, bullshit, bullshit). Hey, asshole, I just wanted a lay!

Then what happens? Take a guess?

No, she tells him she’s married! (Boy is that not a great pay back or what?)

So he looks me up, say I’m sorry. I told him its o.k. Says I know you did other guys while we were apart (hell yeah!) but could we get back together? NOPE!

Once bitten, twice shy. So I disappeared outta his life, outta his email, everywhere I knew him. Changed my name, changed it all. But I made most popular in the chat room.

Met another guy, thought it was love. But no, he was just running game. That has seemed to be the way most guy’s are. They get jealous when you talk to another guy, even your friends now you can’t have them, there a bad influnce. Recently I met this new guy, well he’s not new to the chat room but we just became together. Well I’ve never seen him, but he knows what I like, but like’s me to do other guys to. It’s okay I guess, but I would so much rather just be with him. I feel like I’m bad. I’ve earned a bad rep, in the chat room. And most don’t see me as me. They see me as a sex toy. As x-mas nears, my mind is full of thoughts. Of Rachel. of how she is , is she okay?

And wishing I could talk to her. Well, my new love (yes) he’s married, but he doesn’t love her. I want to be with him. Just that he get’s jealous often, I’m not that damn pretty I think,

Blonde, blue eyes, 5’5, 38dd, tanned slim, and workout a lot. It ‘s hard to live a life, and not want to be happy. I just got thru reading Danielle Steele’s book about her son, Nick. I feel for her, I can’t imagine the pain that he went thru. But you could tell in his writes that he wanted to hold on, he just didn’t know how. My heart ache’s for him, and I cry for Rachel, 2 people who were dealt a bad hand of life. But I’m hoping that one-day, I will meet them both. And I hope I can tell him, that they touched a lot of people, alive and dead. Well for now this is where I’ll stop. I think that life will go on and that I’ll always be free if I let myself.

“No matter how much I put in the bank every day, I wake up broke every morning”

Nick Traina august 1997

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Hi friends; I am a regular reader of Stories posted on the net and would like to share my story of sex with ex boss. Let me introduce myself once again I am Ajay, 29, married from Bangalore India. I am 5’9” with good physique and shape. Lets come to my story now. This was 6 Months back in Mumbai, India. I was working as an analyst in company, under a cute Punjabi Boss Mrs Anita. She was 36, 5ft 6 inch, with perfect curves. No one would think of having sex with her. She was so aggressive, very...

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Lessons

“You want me to what?” “How is this so hard to understand? Steve doesn’t understand sex, and I need you to help me explain it to him.” “You want me to have sex with Steve?” “No! I don’t know how you’re not getting this, Katie. I don’t want you to have sex with Steve, I want you to help me explain to him how it works.” “But...” “Look, it’s simple. Steve will sit and watch, and I’ll talk him through the process.” “Um...” “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, and I promise...

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Lessons in lustChapter 4

Sam Woods waited few minutes before going to the front door. He wiped the cum off his fingers and cock with his hanky, before zipping it inside his pants. The scene he witnessed minutes ago, was much hotter than he had expected. All the way he had been playing with his cock; and as Kevin erupted in his mother's mouth, Sam also had emptied his balls on the wall. Although, he was little disappointed that Rebecca didn't let Kevin fuck her, yet he didn't need a guess that very soon he would...

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Lessons From Big Sis

Note : This story is completely fictional! Hi my name is John and I’m 18 about 5’8” tall with a 8 inch cock. This story takes place about two years ago, and its about how I learned to really make a woman scream out in ecstasy from my the 19 year old sister. It all started about two weeks before school let out for summer break and my girlfriend telling me she was really ready to have sex and she wanted to do it the day we got out for summer break. “I really want this to be really, really...

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A Lesson Better Left Unlearned

       A Lesson Better Left Unlearned        Part One        By Razor7826 (Copyright 2009)Thoughts?  Encouragement? Email me at [email protected].  I’m always interested in hearing from my readers.  This story in no way reflects the views of the author.  It is intended for the eyes of legal adults only.  Any resemblance to persons real or imagined is entirely coincidental.                         Livia sipped her latte while she leaned against the building's wall and stared straight...

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Lessons to Learn

Lesson To Learn By Eve Smith 'Please Miss, may I go to the toilet?' I asked in response to the teacher pointing at me after seeing my hand raised. 'You know that you are supposed to use the toilet during break, we have only been in class for 15 minutes.' 'Sorry Miss... but I am desperate to go!' now squeezing my legs together, the giggling of the other girl embarrassing me. 'Okay Lucy, but be quick about it.' I stood and walked to the door of the classroom and then...

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Lessons0

Jack grunted and stopped, looked at her. He had been in a bad mood for the last three days. Half buried memories had haunted his dreams and even being on the road for eight hours straight yesterday had not helped blocking them out. He had planned to travel on, spend the night at a bus station and take the first bus available to anywhere. And now, at just three in the afternoon she wanted to stop. “Come on, a real bed, pizza and some beers. You look like you need it.” He grunted again. What...

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Lessons5

By: YT Chapter 1 Houston, Texas Monday, June 23rd, 2016 9:00AM Roger Healy pulls his car up in front of Maj. Anthony Nelson’s house in Houston, Texas, on a beautiful sunny Monday morning. For years Roger and Tony have been riding together to the NASA base several times a week. Roger sees that Tony’s car is gone so he figures that he’s already left but he decides to go inside anyway and maybe score a cup of coffee from Jeannie. “Good morning Jeannie”, he calls out as he walks...

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Lessons3

Well, here it is, I hope you enjoy... As we sit on the couch in the early evening the movie we are watching has just ended and we are curled up together. I run my hand down through your hair, giving it a light pull when my fingers reach the end and whisper quietly, “I have a surprise for you tonight, one I am sure you will enjoy.” Then, as you look up at me, I can’t help but grin and pull your hair a little more, causing you to arch your head back so I can kiss you and, give...

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Lessons4

In each shed, contained some kind of torture, or breaking machine. Designed to break the will of the boys or girls he took, he didn’t care what happened to them so long as he got his money, that’s all that mattered. Most of the kids wouldn’t last out the year, supply and demand. Some of them did, and they were the ones who were returned to him, in trade for new ones. On this particular evening, Michael, was down at the pub, getting a drink, everyone here knew what he did, they didn’t try...

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Lessons From The NeighborChapter 3 The Third Lesson

Megan kissed her husband goodbye and went into the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. She left the coffee percolating and went to take a shower. She returned after showering, a towel wrapped around her body, and another around her long blonde hair. She plopped down on the couch with a sigh. The doctor was starting to lose interest again. At first the blow jobs had so excited him, he was asking for them twice a day. Now, it was once every other day, pretty soon, she was sure, it would be down...

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Lessons from aunt

Note : This story is completely fictional! I often wonder why did not she marry. I am talking of my aunt, my mom’s younger sister. On deep investigation I found that her boyfriend who she loved very much and soon she was to marry him died just weeks before their marriage ceremony in fatal car accident. Despite several request from friends and relatives she refused to marry and now stays in South Delhi working as a high school teacher. I am Suraj, 18 lives in Chandigarh.I am one of those million...

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Lesson Learned

Lessons Learned When I walked into the club for Gina’s bachelorette party, I was too frazzled from work to wonder who else might be there. I’d left the office closer to seven than six, ran home to change into my one appropriate dress, and now I was late. A broken chunk of sidewalk almost made me later, but I managed not to fall. I was sure I looked ridiculous as I stumbled towards the door, but I got in without further trouble. Once inside I took a minute to orient myself amid the pulsing...

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Lesson Learned

The wife and I have been married for twenty years. It has been good. But like most of you all I have long fantasized about my wife, Susan , fucking another man. Susan has always been very conservative, the way she dresses, the way she acts, everything. She has always been happy to spread her legs and take my seed, but a wild and crazy fuck she is not. But over the years I have pestered her about taking another man and she always blew it off saying that is gross or she is happy with me. The way...

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Lesson Learned

Lessons Learned When I walked into the club for Gina’s bachelorette party, I was too frazzled from work to wonder who else might be there. I’d left the office closer to seven than six, ran home to change into my one appropriate dress, and now I was late. A broken chunk of sidewalk almost made me later, but I managed not to fall. I was sure I looked ridiculous as I stumbled towards the door, but I got in without further trouble. Once inside I took a minute to orient myself amid the pulsing music...

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Lessons From The NeighborChapter 4 The Final Lesson

Megan was a wreck as she saw her husband off to work, several days after Jamal had taught her about anal sex. She had played with the doctor's little prick the previous two nights and he hadn't been able to get an erection. Megan had gotten used to constantly yearning for a cock in her pussy, but she wasn't used to needing a cock in her ass. She desperately wanted to get butt-fucked again. Finally, last night, Harold had gotten a partial erection. She had told him to put it in her ass and...

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Lessons to Learn

...Six weeks earlier… “Hey Dawson get over here.” I looked over my shoulder and saw my boss waving his hand at me form behind the kitchen counter. I excused myself from the table that I was helping and walked through the small diner I’d been working at for a decent seven months now. “Yeah boss.” The tall, soccer coach looking man gestured for me to follow him to his back office. For the life of me I always wondered why Steve was a fast food restaurant owner. He looked like he was...

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