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John was single with a great job and a wonderful circle of friends and family. He lived in a beautiful home, drove a brand new sports car and had money in the bank to tide him over through all but the most prolonged disaster. He should have been happy. But he wasn't.
If asked to name the source of his discontent, John would have been embarrassed to tell the truth about what was missing from his life. He couldn't honestly say it was sex, per se, because he had sex on a fairly regular basis with various women and quite a few of his “friends with benefits.” All of these women were nice looking with good personalities and made no demands on him whatsoever as far as commitments or having a real relationship. They were all fine just having sex occasionally and letting it go at that. By most people's reckoning, John had it made in the shade and had no valid reason to feel as though he was lacking in some essential ingredient he needed to feel truly happy.
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Dick and Jane had been married for 20 years and were seriously considering getting into the whole swingers lifestyle.
It wasn't that they didn't love and care for each other. They did. But after so many years together, they each had to face the grim truth: their sex life had grown stale and predictable. Besides, they had talked together very frankly and both agreed that a lifetime of monogamy was not only boring, it was virtually impossible to maintain for anyone with a healthy sexual libido, which they each had in abundance. How much better, they told each other, to experience the thrill of new sexual partners together! That way they wouldn't be forced to lie and cheat and sneak around having illicit affairs in hole and corner, low rent motels like so many of their friends did to alleviate the sexual staleness of marriage and only having sex with one person night after night, week after week, year after year.
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George had heard about adult dating but had never tried it. He figured that only desperate losers would use a free adult dating site to try and find dates and didn't feel that he had reached that point just yet.
Although, he had to admit, it really had been a while since he'd had a hot date with a sexy woman. Most of the women he had gone out with during the past year or so were perfectly nice. But that was the whole problem. They were too nice. George had nothing against nice women. After all, he didn't want to spend time with a shrew or someone who was a Grade A, cast iron bitch....but a woman who was too nice was a complete turn off to him. George would love to run across a woman---or quite a few women if he was being honest---who were both naughty and nice.
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Ginger was tired of dating dull, drab and boring men who had no imagination in the bedroom and was ready to try putting an ad in the Adult Personals Australia
Not only would she place an ad in the Adult Dating Personals, she decided, but she would read some of the ads placed there by men looking for women, as well. At this point, after a dreary succession of dead end dates and mediocre sex, Ginger felt she had nothing to lose. Whoever started the age old belief that women were the ones desperate for a march down the aisle obviously hadn't been out with any of the men Ginger had dated. It seemed that every last one of them, without exception, were looking for someone to marry and be a good little wifey for them. Ginger knew that was not the life for her. She had friends who were married and were blissfully happy. She had nothing against the institution of matrimony---as long as it was for other people and not herself!
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Edward sat at his desk, studying a cost analysis and wondering how on earth his secretary had lasted eight years in her job before he replaced her boss and came to work here as the new administrative head of the company that managed a large zoo and wildlife preserve.
Really! He thought in annoyance. The woman's spelling was atrocious! Hadn't she heard of spell check? And the columns were all out of line, a total mish-mash of figures. How was he supposed to make heads or tails out of a cost analysis that was almost impossible to read? Not only were her spelling skills deplorable, he mused, mentally running through a check list of his secretary's many deficiencies; but she wasn't worth a hoot at any other part of her job, either. Her telephone manners were nonexistent! Just yesterday he had overheard her tell a supplier that if he couldn't cut prices a little on the food for the big cats she'd throw him in with them as a snack the next time he made a delivery.
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As the movie she had rented came to an end, Betsy picked up the remote and turned off the television, yawning. The movie had been okay, but still, she lamented the waste of another perfectly good evening watching the boob tube all alone---an evening that would have been so much more pleasurable spent in the company of a member of the opposite sex.
Hmmm...Betsy mused. If she was going to wish for a man, she might as well shoot the moon and wish for a specific sort of man: tall, handsome, sexy, virile, very well endowed and last but not least....horny. Too bad she couldn't bake one up like a gingerbread man! She giggled at her own whimsy as she went around her house turning off lights, preparatory to going to bed.
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What a fantastic site! I've been reading all of these stories and they've made me fantastically horny..... I'm no author, but I thought I'd write down an experience that I had last year that people might enjoy hearing about.
Simon and Abby were great friends of mine that had moved over to Western Australia, like me, for work. A man after my own heart, Simon loves a BBQ, a few quiet beers and we're in to the same sporting interests as well. His wife Abby, is in her early thirties and is in fantastic shape, putting in an hour in the gym most days. Her stomach is disgustingly flat and muscled. She is blonde and has a great smile. Despite her obvious charms, I've never really fantasised about Abby - she was just a good friend who treated my like a family member whenever I was around at their house, which was pretty regularly.
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