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Wine Tasting [m/f] true

It started like many of our weekends, drinking wine with close friends. It was a barrel tasting event at one of our favorite wineries. It was a beautiful day, the wine tasted great, the food we brought went well with the choices of reds we swirled in our glasses. All was normal for that sunny Saturday. Until the drive home.

My Almost-Threesome [mmf]

 This was a few years back when I was still dating and living with my boyfriend, Charlie. We (MM) were both 20 at the time, and so was our friend, Nikki (F). I guess it's important to the story to state that I'm bisexual. I tend to prefer the female anatomy but every now and then I crave some penis. Back then, however, I thought I was completely gay and maybe just a little curious about girls.

The time [m]y assistant [f]ell to her knees.

(First time post, so bear with me.)

Background: Last year, I was working at large company that provided consulting services to various clients. I was working on a large engagement, which meant I spent every day with my team at the client's office. My client was a prominent law firm: very conservative, cliche business culture. We were expected to dress every day in suits because that was what the client required. The lone exception to a bunch of nerds dressed in suits was our assistant. Her name was Christina, and she was spectacular.

[F]irst fuck in [m]y apartment.

This is my first time posting here and I'm on my phone. I had been beyond horny on this particular day. My boyfriend and I don't live far apart but my school schedule and his work schedule doesn't allow us to see each other often. However we were finally able to see each other last week. He drove out to my new apartment but unfortunately my roommates were home so we had to wait a little longer. We decided to watch a movie and cuddle on the couch. We had the blanket covering us because it was exceptionally cold.

A country girl for a city boy (M/F)

In the mid '90s, America Online was the only portal I had to the wired world. Mostly this was used just for posting on various message boards and starting the occasional chatroom flame war over which bands sucked. As I became more comfortable with how chatrooms worked and more familiar with the various sub-chats, I ventured into more locally oriented rooms.

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