What was even more surprising to me was that my sexual excitement was greatest whenever I fantasized my wife Kristin making love to Dianne while I was watching. In these fantasies, Kristin and Dianne totally shared their bodies -- there was no inhibition of any kind. The number 69 appeared often in my mind. And I imagined my throbbing, erect penis being inside Dianne's vagina from the rear, while Kristin, my beautiful wife, was in front massaging Dianne's clitoris and sucking on her breasts, and that Dianne was massaging Kristin's swollen clitoris. And I imagined that we all came to orgasm at the same time this way. What a fantasy!
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There is something so sensual about the beach…the
hot sun warming, the pounding of the waves, wearing
skimpy clothing, the night life of the bars, a strange
bedroom where you don’t have to clean up afterwards. I
always over indulge all my appetites at the beach. I eat
too much, drink too much…
We arrived at the hotel and checked in. Our room
was high up in the hotel, overlooking the beach. As
Craig set the bags in the room, I opened the sliding
glass door to the balcony and stepped out. It was going
be a beautiful sunny day. I couldn’t wait to sit out on
the beach. Craig disappeared into the bathroom and I
swiftly changed into my bikini. It was a white strapless
number cut high on the sides that really set off my tan
and dark hair well.

Jim walked into his classroom the first day of classes, and
promptly turned around. Everyone was a girl! He began to
think that he was in the wrong place, so he left the room – or
tried to at least. The teacher called after him, “Can I help you?”
Jim shrugged as everyone in the room looked right at
him. “I’m looking for room 306,” he said.
The teacher, a pretty TA, waved him in. “Come in,” she
said. “This is it.”
Jim walked in, and shuddered as all of those eyes
watched his every movement. As he walked up the stairs, he
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FROM : SOLITAIRE ONE
TO : HEATHER DAWSON
SUBJECT: NASTY TALK!!!

Heather, just as I hung up I realized that my previous response was
selfish. I onl concentrated on what would make me happy. But what you
want is what’ll make you happy. OK!! Here is my fantasy:

I’d take you into the bedroom where the lights are off and only two
candles illuminate the scene. Gently I’d slip your robe from your
shoulders, letting my lips caress your bare neck and shoulders as I
slip the straps down your arms, leaving you naked from the waist up.
Gently I reach for your nipples and touch just the end with my
fingertip, brushing the surface so lightly that you have to look down
to make sure you’re being stroked.
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