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	<title>Future of Porn &#187; Voyeur Stories</title>
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	<description>Sexy Tits, Boobs and Breasts</description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 01:27:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Halloween Again!</title>
		<link>http://www.aveniragauche.fr/2010/07/28/halloween-again/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 01:27:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Thomas</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[He meets his neighbor and they watch a show.

Halloween was cool, when I was a kid. But I'm a 35 year old single man, with no kids that I'm aware of, and Halloween is now more of a burden than something I look forward to.



My neighborhood is just loaded with kids. They're running up and down the street all day long. Playing, running around, doing what kids do. And this means I can't just avoid Halloween. If I'm not there, dishing out candy, then I'm subject to getting a trick. I don't want to learn how difficult it is to get toilet paper off a 50' pine tree. So I'll follow the rules, and play along.]]></description>
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		<title>I Dare You Ch. 3</title>
		<link>http://www.aveniragauche.fr/2010/07/28/i-dare-you-ch-3/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 23:08:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sean</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Our fun continues at the gloryholes.

"The following is intended for ADULTS ONLY. If you are under 18 or are offended by stories of a sexual nature, STOP NOW. This story takes place in a FANTASY world with no AIDS or STDs. In the REAL world AIDS and STDs can kill you. Protect yourself!!!!"



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Several months had past. Work started picking up for Kay and me. We rarely saw each other, much less had sex. I was looking forward to the coming weekend together, when, on Wednesday, Kay called and reminded me that she was going to help at her annual crafts fair in Mannsville (about 70 miles away). She planned to go out to Cynthia"s for the weekend, seeing as Cynthia lived 30 miles closer to Mannsville and she was also going to help at the fair. On top of that, Kay wanted to keep her friend company seeing as Marc was going out of town for 2.5 weeks. I was disappointed at hearing this news, but I could not change Kay"s plans.]]></description>
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		<title>Fearful Nudity</title>
		<link>http://www.aveniragauche.fr/2010/07/26/fearful-nudity/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2010 02:01:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mitchell</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Terrified first-timer arrives at a nudist camp.

*1*



"You coming with us?" his mother asked him innocently.



"How long you going for?"



"Four weeks," she smiled, "your father's been given some time off after winning that contract for his company."



"Where to?" he asked.



"How does France sound?" his father beamed.



"France?" Ben's eyes widened in surprise. Though healthily into his twenties, his family was not wealthy at all: his father's hard-earned salary had gone towards Ben's education, so they had never had the money to take Ben abroad. He had never even been out of the country. "Really?" he asked, truly thrilled.]]></description>
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		<title>Cottage Fun</title>
		<link>http://www.aveniragauche.fr/2010/07/24/cottage-fun/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2010 01:34:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Henry</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Masturbation is a solo activity, right?

I was a very tired man. My boss had me working six days a week, twelve hours a day for weeks on end. I walked into his office and told him in no uncertain terms I needed time off. Without batting an eyelash he gave it to me. I know what you are thinking, don't be so cynical. There actually are some nice bosses in the world. The next day I was on my way to the cottage for a week of rest and relaxation.



The cottage has been in the family for decades. It is nestled on a small, isolated Canadian lake, surrounded by rugged woodland. The water is cold, clear and refreshing, the clean air invigorating and the silence restful. I looked forward to relaxing swims, quiet afternoons to catch up on my reading, and golden sunsets to sooth my weary soul. Since no one was going to be there but me, I could sleep whenever I wanted for as long as I wanted. I was excited to be going and anxious to get there so I exceeded the speed limit numerous times during the seven-hour car trip north.]]></description>
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		<title>Dark Passions Within The Soul</title>
		<link>http://www.aveniragauche.fr/2010/07/24/dark-passions-within-the-soul/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Jul 2010 22:44:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mitchell</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[She was for lack of better word beautiful.

I stood watching the many customers wander into the local blockbuster, as I usually did on a Friday night. As the active seller, the one soul chosen to journey out into the midst of customers and harass them to no end, I watched each and every weary Middleton soul. At six foot one and well more than two hundred pounds, it's hard to miss me while coming into the store, and to the fact I make my presence known to each person that comes in. I simply cast my green eyes toward those curious customers and they jump in line to buy things from me, well, maybe not but that's what would please my manager to no end. With every weekend it's the same deal, talk to them, and get them to buy things. However, for some reason I felt as though this weekend may be different. A draft in the air of the store perhaps...the throng of customers on the floor, That night I couldn't put my finger onto it. Something was different though. Walking a standard patrol I stepped closer to the entrance of the store, along the new release walls. A point where every customer will happen upon. In my stroll, I stopped, as with every sell in my body. My eyes locked to the entrance of the store. As well as all my fellow male companions working at the checkout. ]]></description>
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		<title>Carwash Cuties</title>
		<link>http://www.aveniragauche.fr/2010/07/22/carwash-cuties/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2010 22:05:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mitchell</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Nicola, Angela &#038; Dizzy get wet for a TV promotion.

"Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. It's fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws in most states would require it not be read by persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by adult themes, you should probably leave now. 



More importantly, this tale features women presented as sexual objects. There is nothing wrong with this as they are only fictional characters. I urge readers, especially young males, to not regard real women in this way.]]></description>
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		<title>Basement Sluts Vol. 11</title>
		<link>http://www.aveniragauche.fr/2010/07/20/basement-sluts-vol-11/</link>
		<comments>http://www.aveniragauche.fr/2010/07/20/basement-sluts-vol-11/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2010 01:32:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Charlie</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Shawn is invited to "slumber party" hosted by Sage.

Shawn was missing from the 9th episode of Basement Sluts because he was off on an assignment for the 11th episode. Sage, Josh's sister, had invited Shawn back to Washington for a "special slumber party" with Tiffany, herself, and two other female friends of theirs. Shawn was happy to be invited back to score with Sage and Tiffany again and also to break in the two new girls, a fiery-red haired 22-year-old named Kristi and chubby but extremely busty 19 -year-old named Natalie.



Shawn arrived in Washington and to the home of Josh's parents. He knocked on the door waiting to be greeted by Josh's folks, but Josh's younger sister Sage answered the door instead. She was wearing a very tight pink tee with the words "Truth" stretched across her enormous 38DDD's that Shawn remembered putting his hands and lips on. Her ass was in a perfectly round form inside her tight high-cut shorts that bulged out the bottoms of her jiggling ass cheeks. The only other thing she had on were some cute, small ankle socks.]]></description>
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		<title>A Sure Thing</title>
		<link>http://www.aveniragauche.fr/2010/07/20/a-sure-thing/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2010 00:39:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Henry</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Cat's gambling lands in her on a business trip in a swimsuit.

NORTH VILLAGE



"No offense, Cat, but you don't seem be very lucky when it comes to gambling."



Mia Mannix was lying flat on her back, staring up at the ceiling. Dressed in a pair of tight-fitting jeans, a pink bra, and nothing else, she was on the floor of the living room, sipping her margarita. 



"Screw you," Cat shot back. "I usually turn out okay. It's just that the funniest stories to tell are the ones where I've lost. Those are the ones that I've made an ass out of myself."



She paused, thinking about that statement for a second. "Or, you know, flaunt my ass." ]]></description>
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		<title>An Autumn Encounter Ch. 04</title>
		<link>http://www.aveniragauche.fr/2010/07/20/an-autumn-encounter-ch-04/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 22:51:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Thomas</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Mike and Stacy go for a wild ride.

Stacy carefully packed her 'overnight' bag, which in truth was really more like a vacation sized bag; she felt it was better to be prepared than to get caught with the wrong outfit. After a moment of deep thought, she added a fourth pair of shoes and decided she was covered.



Stacy was really excited about this trip for several reasons. Chief among them was the chance to be alone with Mike. She hadn't completely sorted out her feelings for him yet, but she knew it was much more than simple sexual attraction. One thing was clear; she hadn't felt this passionate about any man in a very long time.]]></description>
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		<title>A Ruthless Tease Ch. 02</title>
		<link>http://www.aveniragauche.fr/2010/07/18/a-ruthless-tease-ch-02/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2010 22:35:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mitchell</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Continued exploits with busty, brutal tease neighbor.

*Chapter 2: Sabrina Sees Something*



"If you are joining me on this tale of captive lust and sweet, miserable torture at the hands of my ultra-sexy neighbor wife Sabrina for the first time, you might want to check out "A Ruthless Tease", the introduction to my wonderful, horrible hell. If not, so be it, I have to write these missives anyways...no other way to cleanse the want that fills my head like a sexual syrup of desire. So, here was my next experience with the brutal tease Sabrina..."



I had now been in my new home for two and a half weeks, and with a mixture of jealousy--from not being around her--to relief--thankful for my sanity remaining in tact for the time being—I survived. But barely. It was almost embarrassing to myself to know I could not get Sabrina out of my head. The clarity of her intentions overwhelmed me. We all knew those miracle days of summer where you might accidentally catch an exposed breast, or wisp of hair escaping a bikini bottom, and that's thrilling. But this was wholly different. Here was a woman, a married woman dammit, who loved being looked at, wanted, lusted for, and liked to see the arousal she caused and further push that desire until it was beyond the control of her audience to contain it. So hot, but so damn confusing. All I knew was, my memory had rerun the mind-video of her performance tens of times and now wanted a fresh entry into the library for future inspection!]]></description>
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