Author: notyrslut

[F]irst Time at the Gynecologist – My first time at the gynecologist.

1955 and I’d been offered a typing post with the Civil Service. I’d left college after my 5th Year and after taking several typing exams I’d waited for the right job. The interview had gone swimmingly and i was due to start the following fortnight providing my references were ok and subject to a medical.

The alarm woke me from a deep slumber, I reached over and turned it off and cuddled up to my pillow. Gradually I came round and decided to get up. My doctor’s appointment was at 10:00 and i need to leave the house by 9:30. I threw back the bed sheets and blankets and felt the cool morning air. I brought my long legs up and placed them on the floor, stretching my arms as i did so. I stood up and my bunched up pink baby doll nightie fell down to my thighs. I picked up a towel, went into the bathroom turned on the shower. Went to the toilet, did a wee, wiped myself and checked the tissue, thankfully my period had finished the day before and I was all clear. I would have hated to have gone to the doctor’s wearing a Dr. Whites. Read more »

Naked Housework- Woman likes to clean in the nude

I’m a bit of a closet naturist. I’d never go nude in public, not even on a nude beach or at a nudist camp, but at home I have a tendency to shed my clothes. Why not? There’s no-one there to see me and I find it liberating. I do all my housework nude.

I’m not careless about my nudity. A certain natural modesty prevents that. I keep a slip-on housedress available on a peg next to the front door. It’s the work of a moment to put it on before answering the door. If I have visitors who are actually going to come into the house I take a moment to slip into my bedroom for some underwear.
Currently I was in the kitchen doing a bit of cooking, listening to the radio and trying to keep one ear peeled for the door-bell. I’ve been expecting a package for several days now, and I’ve been bugging the postman about it. He has to deliver it to the door because he needs to get a signature. I have stressed several times that the package is important and that I need it. Read more »

Can’t Help Myself- She’s sitting at the computer playing with herself.

As I write this, I should tell you, that I’m wet. More than wet. Turned on. My skin is tingling. 

Ten minutes ago, I was looking for something to put inside me. And fifteen minutes before that, I had been lazily fingering myself. Pulling aside my panties, tugging on my lips, spreading myself apart with two fingers. Left handed. I had a leg propped up on the table to reach myself better. It was easier to thrust my fingers inside me. I touched my pussy like a stranger. Gentle, curiously exploring. Slightly uncoordinated since I was using my off-hand. I was moist. I know you keep lube hidden in the drawer of the computer desk. But trust me, I didn’t need it. 

The more I fingered myself, the more I wanted… well, more. When I was done teasing myself, that’s when I decided to find something to fill me. I used the sharpie marker. The thick one. It went in ridiculously easy. I pushed it in and out several times, using different angles. I could feel it sliding around but it was not enough to clamp around. I needed to have something large enough for my pussy to squeeze.  Read more »

Boner Check- Prankster Sister gets the better of her brother.

My sister really had no choice. She was always destined to be a joker and a prankster.

Our father was a well-known for his sense of humor in his family, always quick with a pun in reply to whatever your question was. My sister clearly inherited that gene. She was born on April 1st, and that just seemed to enhance her humor. And then, there was the matter of her name.

All the women on my mother’s side of our family have Mae as a middle name. Essie Mae, Bonnie Mae, etc. Our last name, courtesy of our dad, is Juneau, just like the capital of Alaska. So, when she was born, my sister was given the name April Mae Juneau. With a name like that, from a family like ours, and being born on that day, she was destined from the start to cause trouble. Read more »

Sisters in the Time of COVID19

This is a story set during the Corona Virus outbreak in 2020 (for future readers). Everyone was self-quarantined — even if healthy – and all social functions were shut down until further notice (which had not been lifted at the time this story was written).

Fuck! My senior prom was canceled as was my sister’s Spring Fling Ball at college. The Corona Virus quarantine had kept me home from my last semester of high school and my sister had to move back into our room from her college upstate. My parents were both working from home as their respective companies had closed the offices until the all clear was sounded — which was for some undetermined date in the who-knows-when-future.
So Kristy crowded back into my room, or I guess, “our” room, after unloading all her stuff out of my Dad’s car in the driveway last week. Mom thought it was fun to see her girls back together again after only a few months of my older sister’s freshman year at Roane State. I hate to say it but I didn’t like it at all. Oh, I like — love — my sister but I had gotten very used to having the room all to myself. So I had to clear all my stuff back into the shared quarters of closets and bureaus and night tables to make room for Kristy. Read more »

Half Sister — Older brother tricks sister into incest.

My name is Ryan. I grew up in a pretty normal house. My parents divorced when I was eleven and my mom moved my sister and me across the state to start over. My sister and I had a completely normal childhood and grew up to be normal adults.

When I was around 22, I discovered an incest themed chat room and began discussing it with others. It was mostly mother and son or father and daughter but what really got me going was all the brother and sister stories. This experience led me to find more incest chat rooms and to create a fake profile posing as a 19 year old girl who was interested in incest.

A few years later, when I was 27, my sister called me out of the blue and dropped a bombshell. She had gotten the real story as to why our parents had split up; our father had an affair which resulted in him fathering another child. I was in complete shock. I thought she was pulling my leg but she wasn’t, she was telling me the truth. Read more »

How to Seduce a Woman- Sometimes men need a little guidance.

“You know why you’re single, Will,” my mouth said. A slight slur was audibly perceptible as I’d likely had too much wine.

“What?”

“Well, why you’re single.” I could hardly back down now. No matter how hypocritical it was. Here we were, sitting on his couch, after a friendly dinner, a bottle of wine and several drinks. The both of us single, and no love life on the horizon. Will’s love life seemed easier to fix than my own.

“Do tell. Why am I single?” he asked sardonically. It had been awhile since he’d humoured my desire to psycho-analyze him.

“Well,” I began after setting my now empty cocktail glass on the coffee table and settling back on the couch, one leg tucked under the other. “You’re too shy. And you don’t know how to go about seducing a woman.”

“What?” he pouted. Of course he pouted. His fragile male ego couldn’t allow him to admit that, yes, he was rather hopeless in the art of seduction. Read more »