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      <title>The Salesman Chapter 1</title>
      <description>Michelle was a hard one to crack. She was the purchase manager of one of the largest sex shop chains in the north of England. He had met her a number of times and so far never managed to sell her anything. She appeared interested in his stock but told him if he could demonstrate how the toys and equipment worked in a more practical fashion she would be more minded to purchase some of his</description>
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      <title>Chelle&amp;apos;s Day Off (Part Two)</title>
      <description>Michelle was standing in her bedroom, fresh from the shower and examining a plain brown package that had just arrived from a mail-order &amp;quot;adult novelties&amp;quot; company. The arrival of said package had been a surprise (in more ways than one!) as she had apparently placed the order some time ago when she wasn&amp;apos;t exactly sober.    Drunk, alone, and horny.  she thought, which in a way summed up how a lot</description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 18:35:50 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Naughty Sunday</title>
      <description>As I got dressed I slipped my ben-wa balls into my wet pussy. I could feel every move as I put my skirt on. I slipped on a set of heels just for the extra wiggle factor, and left my husband sleeping in bed. He was totally unaware of what he was missing by skipping church. As I drove, I could feel every bump in the road vibrating directly to my pussy, and one particularly bad spot almost had</description>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 02 May 2013 07:34:02 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>The Weekend - Part Seven</title>
      <description> I woke with Gail nestled next to me.    "I'm awake," she said    "How are you feeling?"    "I panicked a little, sorry," she admitted. "I'm a little embarrassed."    "That's okay," I said, "You're okay now."    "I know," she said, lifting her head off of my chest and rolling onto her back.    "I'm sorry I cried. I've never done that before. I must have put on a good show. And now my pussy</description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 29 Apr 2013 15:34:39 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Master and Mr Sybian</title>
      <description>Today was the most horrible day of my life. It all started a couple of days ago. Master Paul and I had been having problems for a while - no matter what I did, it didn&amp;apos;t seem to be what He wanted. After being chewed out, and being told I didn&amp;apos;t do this right or didn&amp;apos;t do that right, I started getting fed up. Can you blame me? I mean a sub can only take so much! So I started messing up on</description>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 13 Apr 2013 11:18:50 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Cindy&amp;apos;s Sybian 2</title>
      <description>   READER'S NOTE: This story is a continuation of Cindy&amp;apos;s Sybian.   Cindy and Dan had shared their innermost fantasies with each other, in order to decide what to role play when they had performed at one of Barbara's sex parties. Since then, Dan constantly tried to get Cindy to give him more details, but she was uncomfortable talking about her fantasies to him. When he pressed her enough, or</description>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 07 Mar 2013 22:02:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Cindy&amp;apos;s Sybian</title>
      <description>READER'S NOTE: The characters in this story are from a previous series entitled "Private Sex Party". In the original series, Cindy blossomed from an extremely shy, demure housewife into a sensual creature, partially due to a number of private parties she attended, where the attendees took turns having sex for all to watch.   Ever since Cindy had used Barbara's Sybian, she couldn't get it out</description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Mar 2013 11:42:03 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>My two Valentines</title>
      <description>   "Say it," Matt commands.    I shake my head from side to side.    "Say it," he barks again.    I wring my fingers and shake my head even more.    "Becca," his tone his ice cold.    I give up my futile attempt and admit what he wants to hear.    "Yes, I want you," I hate that my voice quakes so I take a deep breath and with composure I tell him "But. I. Wont. Act. On. It." Each word precise.</description>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2013 03:44:23 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>The Unexpected Salesman</title>
      <description>      She sipped her coffee by the window and watched the people pass by, contained in their own busyness. Then, from out of nowhere, she spotted a smart looking stranger coming up her driveway carrying a small case.   &amp;quot;Oh Lord, I hope it isn&amp;apos;t another one of those Jehovah&amp;apos;s,&amp;quot; she mumbled to herself. &amp;quot;I&amp;apos;m not up to that this early in the morning.&amp;quot;   Despite the prayer , she saw him approach</description>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2011 14:35:26 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>My Girlfriend Finds Her True Love</title>
      <description>We started living together when we were not yet married. I was working nights at a computer processing center as a computer operator. My name is Jim. My girlfriend is Amy. We had met earlier in college and had formed a couple. Our sex life was good for me, but Amy always seemed to have problems cumming. She had been abused by a boyfriend in high school when she first started dating at 16 and</description>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2013 05:30:14 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Play Date with Chloe</title>
      <description> Since my husband and I got married nearly eight years ago, I've become very good friends with his business partner's wife, Chloe. Chloe is 44, tall and tan, with long blonde hair, D cup implants and an amazing body for a woman in her 40s. She&amp;apos;s not bi like me, but she is adventurous and loves to have fun. A few years ago, while vacationing in Cancun, I drunkenly French kissed Chloe on a</description>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2013 07:25:11 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Morning Delights</title>
      <description> Written By Poppet:For LushStories ONLY!        Morning Delights       Master and I are on our first vacation together in what seems like forever. I'm so glad that we can finally break free of the day to day stuff. It's January and we wanted to escape the cold winter we were having at home so we went down south to Florida for a warm vacation. We rented a private little house by a lake. It is</description>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2013 16:31:06 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Soaking Wet Christmas</title>
      <description>First off, this is an absolute true story. The names have been changed to protect the innocent and those that don&amp;apos;t like soaking wet, spine gripping, all out exhaustive and exquisite orgasms.   My husband and I have a wonderful sex life. We hide nothing from each other, including fantasies, what we like and don&amp;apos;t like physically, and we communicate very well about our sexual habits. This</description>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 25 Dec 2012 17:52:54 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Millie's Slutbook profile II</title>
      <description>(Continued from  Millie's Slutbook profile I )   The ambience of the candlelit background, the glistening pink satin sheets and pillows, the six or seven dildos scattered around her like slaves, this sweaty, shimmering, tanned, blond, voluptuous Asian Catwoman looked like a modern day sex goddess.   She looked around, much to her pleasure, seeing dildos of all different shapes, sizes</description>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2012 14:27:26 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Millie's Slutbook profile I</title>
      <description>Millie hesitated. She was not sure if she should go ahead with it, but she just had to - her hidden desires were becoming harder to control. She needed to stay anonymous. She couldn&amp;apos;t afford to be found out. That would ruin her good girl image, and maybe her career too.   She was a library assistant in a local college... in the daytime. She was actually a sweet naive innocent country girl</description>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2012 14:19:13 GMT</pubDate>
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