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		<title>The Workmen</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2012 02:42:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Russell</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Always make sure the job is done properly : -)

Why was it that everything happened at once? She had been looking forward to relaxing this week and then her landlord had rung and told her that he had arranged for the workmen to come and replace her kitchen this week. 



Ok, it needed doing, the kitchen she had was from the year dot, and the landlord was putting in a fitted kitchen. She had been waiting for them to do it for about a year, so she could not complain about it. But, she had booked this week because she needed to relax as her job was getting her down. Oh, well she would have to book another week to relax, because she certainly couldn"t relax with two or three workmen in the flat.]]></description>
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		<title>The Vibrating Panties Ch. 02</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2012 02:03:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kenneth</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Our fun with the vibrating panties continues the next day

Light coming through the window wakes you. At first the room's not familiar, then, what happened in the hotel room last night flashes back to you and immediately your thoughts bring a tingling between your legs. You remember the vibrating panties, the blindfold, the incredible sex, and finally, you remember your best friend Kelly watching and filming the whole thing.



I'm still asleep with your breasts pressed against my back and your arm draped across my chest. You rub my body and trail your hand down to my cock. You can feel its already hard, and you imagine I'm replaying last night in my dreams. You stroke me slowly and begin whispering in my ear, "I know you want her. You couldn't have her last night, but you can now. I want to watch you. See you inside her. I want to kiss you and look into your eyes while you fuck her. I want to hold your cock as it slides into her." ]]></description>
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		<title>The Vacation</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2012 23:31:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Samuel</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[They go to a nudist resort with an old friend.

Jack and Linda had been working hard the last several years without even a short vacation. In January they both requested two weeks in June. In April and May they worked hard to make sure they could get away from work. They talked about going to the beach or the mountains, but just couldn't decide.



In the middle of May Jack brought home a brochure about a naturist resort. It was a long drive, but it sounded like fun. There was a lake, three swimming pools, tennis, mini golf, volley ball, a spa, a weight room and a game room. In their last year of college they went to a nudist resort for a weekend. They often talked about going again, but work always got in the way.]]></description>
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		<title>The Club Ch. 01</title>
		<link>http://www.tic2008.fr/2012/05/16/the-club-ch-01/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 22:30:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Steven</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Annie finally talked me into taking her to the club.

*"The Club (Part 1)*"



After considerable conversation, Annie finally talked me into taking her to the club. We had been dating for only a few weeks and had not done much of anything together sexually. She was willing, more than willing, on several occasions I had turned down some propositions.



She was attractive enough, and damn sexy, but I just wasn"t ready to take that step just yet, especially after being so badly burned before. Annie made an excellent argument, "You"re punishing me for what some other woman did to you. Don"t you see that?"]]></description>
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		<title>The Challenge</title>
		<link>http://www.tic2008.fr/2012/05/16/the-challenge/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 21:03:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brandon</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[A challenge is issued and they compete with pleasure.

The weather had been perfect all week. The forecast for the weekend was for more of the same. It was going to be ideal for a little get together. Mikey was getting the barbecue set up and Dede was setting up the wine and beer. Mikey kept looking over at Dede. In her little blue sundress, she was a goddess. Her auburn hair was pulled back away from her face, tucked behind her ears. The dress was snug but not overly tight. Mikey appreciated how it clung to all her curves, from her chest down to her nice, round ass. He loved that ass. As he watched her, he felt the stirrings in his pants. His cock always responded to her, no matter where they were or what they were doing.]]></description>
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		<title>Sea&#8217;s Candy</title>
		<link>http://www.tic2008.fr/2012/05/14/seas-candy/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2012 02:01:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Steven</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Single mother's first bi experience.

San Diego Bay was calm the day the 'Sea's Candy' was drawn out of the blue Pacific of Chula Vista Marina. The vessel's dry journey would be a long one traveling over land from one coast to a the other while Jasmine and Tami anxiously awaited its safe arrival in Fort Lauderdale.



Failed marriages are emotionally draining but even more so when children are involved becoming the innocent pawns in the psychological tug of war between heartbroken parents.



Jasmine just wanted to put as much distance as possible between her and her soon-to-be ex-husband and getting a fresh start in Florida with her three beautiful daughters she thought was going to be the answer. Tami, her fifteen year old flew down to Florida with her but her two younger daughters were left behind in California with their father and they were missed dearly by both mother and sister. ]]></description>
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		<title>Night of the Limousine</title>
		<link>http://www.tic2008.fr/2012/05/12/night-of-the-limousine/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2012 22:46:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Russell</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Wild night on the town in a Limousine.

There I was sitting in a long white Limousine. "This was cool," I thought. My buddy Tom had gotten a bonus check that was gonna set him up for life and guess what? I got to be in on the party of a lifetime. 



"Hey you awake over there?" He said as he nudged my shoulder and the limo door opened.



"Yeah," I blurted back. We scampered out of the limo and the driver shut the door as I thanked him.



Straightening up your cloths is an art. You have to look cool when you do it. You know with class that styles. The tug at the vest and the wrenching of the neck and the straightening of the belt. The look on the face when you do this has to be serious with a slight grin.]]></description>
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		<title>Neighbors</title>
		<link>http://www.tic2008.fr/2012/05/12/neighbors-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2012 22:08:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jeff</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Twelve friends live in a northwest neighborhood.

"Note: This is an introduction to a group of people who have found a very friendly way to live. They have traveled many different roads to arrive at this point in their lives. If there is enough response, I have written about some of those past routes. However, since some of them take place quite a bit earlier in the protagonist's lives, they would not be suitable for Literotica. If you want to read them write to me and I'll tell you where you can find those. My intention is to make each story stand alone but lead each of the friends to the point at which we meet them here. Some of the past is mentioned here. Let me know what you think." ]]></description>
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		<title>Moving Story</title>
		<link>http://www.tic2008.fr/2012/05/10/moving-story/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2012 02:46:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brandon</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Two guys help a group of friends.

Hi my name is Tony, and I would like to tell you of a wild weekend I have just spent. It all started about two weeks ago when my mate asked me to help move his aunt and a few friends from the country back down to the coast where we live. Apparently her marriage had failed and she was coming home to be close to her family.



Mario"s dad picked us up and dropped us at the Truck rental place, paid for the truck, and sent us on our way. Six hours later we pulled up at the house and Mario took the lead, and knocked on the door. Five minutes later we were sitting out the back with a cold beer in hand, me just turned 20 years and Mario all of 19, surrounded by four young women. Tony"s aunt who turned out to be a stunning 28 year old stunner, named Angela, with the natural looks of her European heritage, long dark hair, deep brown eyes, olive skin, and a majestic set of tits, on a full figure, Her three friends were also a matching set of different nationalities. Jenny, a 26 year old Eurasian, the jet black hair of Asia, bright blue eyes, a trim petite figure with a great set of tits to finish the look. Terry was the Aussi sheila, a cherub of a girl, 25 years of sun, surf and sex. Although the rounder of the team, her body still said "fuck me". Tammy was a Pom, the youngest of all at 22, pale peaches and cream skin, trim slim and extremely sexy, with a mane of red hair, and freckles]]></description>
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		<title>The Park</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 May 2012 02:14:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bill</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Meeting between people who met online.

She was angry. She had been waiting for nearly a half hour for him to arrive. Tardiness had never been something she could never tolerate. She had told her boss she had a doctor's appointment and would be gone for a couple of hours just to sneak away and meet him, and he was late. Well, she thought, that's just his loss. Even if he shows up now, he isn't going to get anything from me. He's made me wait, he can just do without.



Just then, his car drove up. He climbed from the drivers seat and came around to her door and said "Oh, God, I'm so sorry I'm late, but traffic was terrible, I was sitting still on the interstate for 45 minutes. Please, forgive me, I know your time is short."]]></description>
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