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Threesome Bathtime Sex

Marion entered her bath with an intake of breath. It was extremely hot, 
the water in this large tub, freshly-inserted off the roaring fire by 
her most trusted aide and friend, Gwendolyn, or “Gwen” as she had come 
to call her. She sucked in her breath as she sat, the water now 
covering the thick patch of fleecy fur around her private parts and 
now, breathlessly assaulting her generous breasts as she sank into the 
depths.

The steam rose and hit her nostrils with a cleansing feeling, 
allowing her a moment of fantasy, imagining herself lying in a warm 
tropical paradise, unable to see a thing. At these times, she was also 
prone to beholding some knight appearing gradually out of the mist, who 
would approach her and reach a hand down to caress her needy breasts, 
hot with passion. She felt her juices arouse as these thoughts once 
again entered her consciousness and her hand drifted towards her fleecy 
bush. Since her husband had left for the Crusades, 2 years ago, these 
fantasies had increased in ferocity and occurrence. As she touched 
herself, she heard footsteps.

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Not Another Friday Night

Another day at the Intergalactic Slave Quarters finally completed, I 
take my jumbled nerves and seriously atrophied body down to Jake’s Pub 
for some serious libations. Life in the cubicle forest has become 
something more than a chore. It is eating my soul like a pirrhana on 
methadrine, I swear. How I long for those days when I was a campus 
stud, the athlete with attitude raising fans to their feet as I plunked 
another couple of points for good old Cornell University. I do regret 
leaving those days behind some days. It’s as if I paid in innocence for 
leaving college and fulfilling the historical chain of events. The 
contrast is depressing now.

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The Gardener

The dull hum of the nearby blower in his ear, Earl continued raking in 
the small bed nearest the house, clearing leaves, seedlings and other 
Springtime debris off the bark mulch. Gorgeous huge Douglas Firs 
stretched upwards, towering above and providing a canopy of protection 
against the incessant misty rain on this late Winter day. Earl kept up 
a steady rhythm, making small piles to come back and manually collect 
for disposal later at the dump. The freshness of the air was 
invigorating to him and allowed his well-muscled frame to easily 
complete these menial garden tasks with some actual pleasure.

As Earl brushed the mulch nearer the house, he passed the window of the 
Hanson’s living room. A shadow passed across the window, and Earl 
jumped back to avoid discovery. Funny how these rich people inspired a 
feeling of a “necessary anonymity” in their help. Earl immediately 
resented his own impulses. “Fucking rich mother fuckers.” he muttered 
under his breath. He peered again inside, looking for a pleasant and 
typically well-arranged vista of tidy furniture and fixings. As he did, 
he noticed the lady of the house, Daphne, at a desk, typing. She 
reached up and adjusted what appeared to be a camera and then he got a 
wallop to the gut. Daphne then proceeded to remove her top. Indeed, she 
pulled it completely off and sat in front of her screen, topless, her 
gorgeously ripe breasts protruding as she ran her hands across them, 
then cupped them for what had to be some lucky onlooker. Fascinated, 
Earl stood frozen to the spot. Daphne stood up, once again taking care 
to adjust the setting on her little camera above her screen. “Fuck!”, 
Earl exclaimed under his breath.

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Hairy Gangbang

Cliff sat at his desk in their bedroom and watched his wife prepare for 
her bath. He felt a rise in his pants and set aside the spreadsheet he 
had from work to watch. He had encountered a new dimension in Stephanie 
just this week and he still pondered it. While searching his browser 
history for something he had thought he’d lost long ago, he ran across 
visitations to a gangbang site. He looked further and found she had 
been perusing gangbang sites for months now. Most surprising were the 
images and videos she had visited. Almost all were nearly abusive. He’d 
had a day or two to think about it. He even asked her one night if she 
ever had fantasies about other men. She had flat denied it. He decided 
to put it to a test and arranged something for a night out. This was 
the night.

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