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I’m not much of a writer but about 10 years ago (at age 30) when I came to grips with the realization that I was indeed a member of the “L” word group a ther****t suggested I spend some time writing down all the things in my life that led me to where I was at that point in time. However, I was not disappointed I was a lesbian, nor sad or glad. I just realized I was where I was and that was that. Over the next few months I actually blossomed. Ok, poor choice of words but you know what I mean. My life finally became reasonably happy.
I had said in my profile that I did not hate men or ‘dicks’... Continue»
You walk in warily, not knowing quite what to expect. I say nothing,
just taking your hand and leading you through the doorway. After you
pass, I close the door behind you and throw the bolt.
You jump a bit as the spring latch slams home, and look back at me. I
only smile and wink.
You look around; you've never been in my bedroom before. You look at
the mess on the floor, look back at me, but I only shrug and smile.
You watch me light some of the oil lamps, your smile slowly growing on
I turn off the light and we are bathed in the soft, gentle glow of the
It started out as a friendly meeting. I had met her before, but this time there was something different about the way I looked at her and the way she looked at me. Perhaps there was something in the air or perhaps it was something else all together. We went out for a couple of drinks and discussed our day. It was light conversation, but she was always easy to talk with and I liked that. She had a simple beauty about her. She had long flowing red hair, which seemed to glisten within the light of the small room. I smiled at her and she smiled back. I touched her hand and she touched mine in retu... Continue»
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Angelina sat on her bed, wearing a negligee and silky see through robe. She looked out of her window and saw the clouds from her balcony. It's been very peaceful ever since the battle of the angels and demons ended. The war, however will never end. Being a princess of angels, its really hard to not think of the war. She turned off the candle and lays down. She closes her eyes. A sudden noise woke Angelina opening her eyes. She gasped as she saw a shadowy face above her. She tried to scream, but it was cut short, by his hand over her mouth. As she struggled, she began to feel weak, then lighthe... Continue»
Petra secretly seduced sweet sexy Alex in her dream, which was very real - in fact in her own bed
Petra knows now the second secret side of Alex: her submissiveness to her girlfriends in real sex
Petra soon discovers her third sexy secret: very slutty foxy fantasies often playing with herself
Petra and Alex exchange sexy secrets
Petra and Alex chat almost every day in the net about lots of things, like likes in life and love
Petra tries the taste of Alex - sends her links to videos of girls he likes best, solo sex or two
Petra is amazed to find out that Alex is not into slow... Continue»
Today was quite new an experience. I came home from a busy day at work and felt like obeying the urges in my pants. Many times it has proven to be quite an efficient way to let off steam so why doubt it now?
Today, I decided, would be a great day to venture into new territory. By now curiosity had gotten the better of me. A curiosity to explore another man's body.
To me the female body is way more accessible in a way that I love 'em in all kinds of different shapes, sizes, ages and colors. From the overall silhouette to the smallest of details: it's just spectacular to me and if I could ... Continue»
He likes to watch me dance.
He likes it when I turn on the music and kick off my shoes to stand in front of his wheel chair and when I close my eyes and start to sway, he leans back with a thankful smile on his lips. The music is slow and dreamlike, a record from his old collection that reminds him of when he was young, and it creeps in under my skin and into the very structure of my bones where it takes control and makes me move.
My body is in constant, slow movement as I cock my head to one side and roll it over to the other. My pony tail caresses the upper part of my back, right betwe... Continue»
I had been friends with Catherine for some time, we had in the past been a little intimate and I always found her pretty hot. A year or so after we met she moved away to live with her boyfriend in London. I always regretted not taking our sexual relationship further.
About a year later I went down to London on a business trip 5 days & nights in England’s capital city, I took this opportunity to re-connect with an old friend and gave Catherine a call, we arranged to meet on Tuesday night I didn’t expect anything to happen but that doesn’t mean that I was going to slouch and not look as good a... Continue»
Its not really a storie but an observation,im late 30's fairly fit ,train 3 or 4 times a week swimming ,cycling,etc , and noticed when i go from the changing rooms to the pool attendant, to give them my ticket. when im lucky enough for the mothers to be on the side of the pool .ive noticed how they always look at your face then work down to your bulge,then quickly look backup to your face. i love this and now always get a bit of a semi on before i do the walk.i ware black swimming trucks a bit like daniel graigs, i imaginge when they are round having tea at each others house's they ... Continue»
Coming home from work I find my wife Laura and her friend Izzy home alone. Coming in and hanging up my coat Laura smiles her sexy smile at me but says nothing. Izzy is playing the role of wife. She comes gives me a kiss and a hug and tell me to go have a shower and dinner will be in half an hour. Heading up the stairs I strip off and head into the shower. A couple of minutes later I hear the door open and close then the shower curtain opens. Thinking its Laura I grab her and kiss her when suddenly I feel wet hands on my head and a big pair of tits pressing into my chest. Izzy!!! Realising... Continue»
Summer of 1953 • The “Teasers”
Frankie’s Mom could have easily have passed for one of those young girls at the pool because she had the real nice body of a younger girl. Unlike the other moms, this lady wore a two-piece suit. She wasn’t hiding the fact that she had the slim waist, nice ass and tits, and super nice legs those other mothers didn’t have.
Yeah! Frankie’s Mom fit right in with all the young girls all right! That’s probably why Vic didn’t hesitate in going into his room and locking the door before lying down on his bed with the pictures of Mrs. Doyle in... Continue»
It was almost four months ago when Joe found out his lovely young wife
Lucy was a black cock whore. When he remembers about when he found out it
is embarassing because he almost handled it so badly.
He was in a mens room in the same office building where they both
worked and he noticed some graffiti with her name on it. Lucy,
his wife, worked as a receptionist for a publicity studio on the
first floor. Joe worked as an accountant for a big firm on the 21'st
and that's how Lucy even got her job. She was gorgeous then and she’s even more so now, he likes to say. That was tw... Continue»
A little background: living in a very restrictive, church-dominated place and era, I didn't have many sexual experiences beyond playing with and sucking breasts, fingering a clit or cunt until an age that embrasses me to state. But once the ice ws broken (in upcoming stories about my first times - yes, there were more than one!), things were going oh, so well!
While on a trip through Europe, where I had worked, I had a memorable experience with a nice Dutch young woman.
I had met her on a train a year earlier. A beautiful tall blonde with a nice figure, not skinny, with a beautiful compl... Continue»
We sat in the back, where she used to write poetry about the girls that came onstage. They would be drawn to her, a safe respite from the Guidos and whey faced college boys that they dealt with most of the night.
She regarded each with the critical appraisal of a filthy old man.
What about that one?
Please, they have fake names.
One girl's tramp stamp triggered her.
She's beautiful, but she looks like a scared little girl.
She can't dance with those shoes.
The girl came offstage and informed her that she recognized her.
Oh you might... Continue»
My name is Barry Snow, and as you probably already know my wife April is a total nymphomaniac. She just can’t get enough different cocks, and she is always on the look out for a new one. I have no problem with her little hobby, and in fact I have been her number one source of encouragement for 33 years.
Well, in case you don’t know my wife is 52, a little on the plump side with a big round ass and a pair of fat DD tits, the red nipples of which ride nice and high and they’re like a couple of Ticonderoga My First Pencil erasers. She has cool gray eyes and corn-silk blonde hair that’s soft an... Continue»
Im hispanic better yet Mexican.It was in the 8grade i was 15 and he was 16yr old boy who they called Rico i guess bcuss he was Puerto Rican, but on the real i always though he was black bcuss he looks black,but his mix.I wasent realy popular in the school until that year, maybe bcuss i never use to go and i had angermanagement problems, also i didnt like talking to nobody i was just mining ma own bussiness straigh up chillen.
When i was in 7th grade i never thought i was bi,didnt pay attention to no guys i only fucked around whit gurls.In that summer i started running/exersing to get in s... Continue»
Introduction: This is a story of pure fiction, upon special request of mandmd
Introduction: This story is a piece of fiction that I wrote for a friend from the site. So mandmd, I hope you like this as much as I liked writing.
She sat on the back porch, enjoying the cool day and the breeze wafting through the trees. Her husband was out of town again and she was feeling terrible lonely. She wished he did not have to leave so often, but it was the only way to pay the bills, and even it was a bit of a stretch. She had offered many times to get a part time job to help out... Continue»
Part Two. On the hunt for Sex in the Red-Light Area
Luckily most of the guests at the Premier Inn had now checked in so when we both went down through the reception area it was again deserted except for the receptionist who only acknowledged the door key being placed on the counter. There were a couple of people in the car park but most were only interested in heading for the Beefeater restaurant. One young couple did take a second glance, the guy’s eyes nearly pooping out his head. It’s not often that you see two trannies, dressed as whores walking across a car park in rural Gloucestersh... Continue»
Step 1: Advice for him
You may feel that you have expressed yourself quite enough, perhaps you have expressed yourself a number of times, and feel spent. But it's essential you stay awake for long enough to make her feel loved. You may have to fight the urge to sl**p, but remember now it's time for her to unload all over you.
Speed up the process by making encouraging noises and agreeing to everything she says. The Past Master of this was Marlon Brando, who put his incredible success with women down to the pose of propping himself up on his elbow, which made him look interested in whatev... Continue»
Prologue - Episode 1
She had always liked the thought of being helpless. Overpowered by her lover/partner, with her sexual desires building up, but unable to satisfy herself. It was when she was small, and playing with some boys in the neighborhood, that she discovered the stimulation from being held captive. Once, while playing "Cops and Robbers", she had been tied to a chair. The excitement and rush she felt from trying to get free, caused her to have her first orgasm. Since then, she had always liked the concept of bondage as a sexual stimulus, as a way of being aroused. She had alw... Continue»