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by BlueHat (bluehat12345@yahoo.com)

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A swinging billionaire named Louis van Haugh has seen it 
all, but when he discovers The Voltaire, an exclusive 
brothel shrouded in mystery, he gets more than he ever 
would have expected.

***

Dr. Louis van Haugh rode alone in the backseat of his 
personal limousine. It was nightfall, and he stared out 
of the window to watch the lights of the big city whiz 
by.

Louis had seen and done quite a bit in his day; he was a 
bit over 50 years of age. He had always been a hard 
worker, and through his ingenious business strategy, he 
had managed to become a millionaire at age 27. He had 
reached billionaire status while still in his forties. He 
technically never had to worry about money ever again, 
despite his strong appetites for large purchases that 
served to perpetuate a lavish lifestyle.

Under the vast wealth and glamour of Louis's life, 
however, there was always a plethora of sexual activity. 
Louis had always been interested in sex, and his money 
always attracted the most young, beautiful, and perfectly 
figured women imaginable. 

His past encounters had been many, and although he had 
been in many relationships, Louis had never thought it 
necessary or desirable to marry one of these little 
vixens.

By Anonymous Author 

***

A couple attends a rather unusual party. (MF, couples, 
bi, exh, voy, swingers)

***

A rather elegant, hand-addressed invitation was in my 
mailbox on Tuesday.  The ivory bond envelope looked 
very expensive, and was sealed with wax and ribbon. I 
opened the invitation and read: 

'Peter, as a close and very trusted friend of Sam and 
Michelle Rogers, you have been invited to a special 
party on Saturday, June 21. The party will be held in 
Warehouse 8 at Pier 16 and will begin at 9:00 p.m. We 
ask that you be on time, that you wear loose-fitting, 
comfortable clothing, and please, do not bring a 
guest.'

I have known Sam and Michelle for many years. Sam and I 
went to MIT together and he is my best friend. Sam is 
an architect, highly imaginative and one of the best in 
the country. He is a bit of an eccentric genius and 
lots of fun, not to mention a good, dependable friend. 

When my wife, Carol, walked out on me a couple of years 
ago, Sam and Michelle patiently spent more than one 
evening listening to my self-pity and outraged 
ramblings about "That ungrateful, cheating bitch," and 
watched as I attempted to drown my sorrow in a bottle 
of vodka.

by Illicit Writer (illicitwriter@hotmail.com)

***

A man has a desire for something kinky. His wife 
discovers his fantasies and does something about it.

***

As I made my way home from work, I discreetly checked out 
the classifieds. I didn't look through them because I was 
single. I had been married for three years, but like many 
men, the grass is always greener on the other side. I 
always got a kick out of reading how people described 
themselves and I particularly enjoyed the 'None of the 
above' section. It's kinky description of what people 
wanted sent a shiver through my groin. 

My own sex life was more mundane. While I enjoyed reading 
erotica, most of my own sex life had been rather vanilla. 
Even the woman I ended up marrying, Hanna, was someone I 
had known in high school.

We had met at a bar in my hometown. A night of drunken 
kissing had led to a serious relationship. Hanna was 
attractive woman. She was 5'6" with brown hair and blue 
eyes that danced when she laughed. I'm not sure of her 
exact measurements, but she had a beautiful curve to her 
hips that were delightful to run my fingers down.