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[MF] Sex with a huge one on the dance floor.

Personal description:

>I know you perverts (I’m one too, no judgment) are wondering.. so here’s me: I’m not “hot”, or at least I don’t think so. Dudes have told me I’m pretty, girls I’ve been friends with (and those I have been more than friends with) have told me that I have unfair eyes. I’m heavy for my height – probably 10-15 lbs. overweight. I’m pretty lazy about it, because I can be. I have had standard-deviation-breaking bras since 13; getting guys in bed hasn’t been hard except times when I get picky. Hips are clearly meant for baby making.. thanks, Mom.

I was out at the night club some years ago with some friends; we were all in the mood for dancing the whole week. The four of us split a handle while pre-gaming, and we finished it in the cab on the way. I started rolling face walking into the place, which guaranteed for me that the night was going to be *very* successful. Hours later I had already made out with a few guys who bought me drinks, but none of them really tickled my fancy. I take pride in rejecting people very politely (the first time), but my ego likes to think that it stings every time. I was holding my most recent suitor’s drink when a hunk and his friends came over to us and introduced themselves. A few exchanges later and they’ve already paired themselves off; I wasn’t disappointed as I had gotten who I wanted :) This piece of masculine perfection looked like Scott Eastwood except a little hairier. Usually not into that, but he rocked it like an action movie star. Wet already. Read more »

[FF] Can’t believe I met her at the playground!

So, I’ve been trying to meet a friend that like me is a stay at home mom and wants to get away from having most of my daily conversations be with pre-school and younger kids. I live in a small town outside of Tucson, AZ. I’ve had a difficult time meeting people that are not smug and snobby.

A few weeks ago it all changed! A young mom, new to the neiborhood showed up at the community park. She is a very petite Asian American mom. She is a third generation American with roots in Thialand. She learned Thai as her first language so she has a very sexy accent when she speaks. She is about 4’11”. I have no idea how much she weighs, but her body looks more like a Hispanic woman than an Asian one. She has cute little curves with some tits that can fill a hand quite nicely, I’d have to guess a small “C” cup which looks quite big on her small body. I’d have to guess that her measurements are about 34c-28-36. Very nice hips with a small tight ass. Read more »

[MFF]My intro into voyeur. (X-Post /r/SexyStories)

This happened to me when I was 18. True story. This memory still burned in my mind; in vivid detail of what happened on bringing in the new year. Since the time is getting close, I thought that I would share my story with you. Jason was 18, Ashley was 18, and Sara was 20

It was New Year’s eve in Idaho Falls, Idaho. I was walking over to my friend Jason’s house to get ready to hang out for the evening. When I got to his house, he was already outside waiting for me. He explained to me that one of his friends called and needed a ride to a house party and since this was a girl that he liked, we were going to give her a ride before we started our festivities.

It had started a light snow by the time we got to her house. We were pretty excited about that because that meant by the time the evening hit, we would be able to doughnuts and play in the snow in the truck. Jason honked his horn for Ashley. When Ashley came out, she was dressed in a grey knit sweater, jeans that complimented her ass and cowgirl boots. She had long blond hair and very cute face. But my time for checking her out was cut short by Jason saying “Hey man, can you jump in the back seat so she can sit in the front.” “Sure.” I stated. I jumped in the back seat as she was climbing in. Read more »

[M/FF] [voy] [Str8] [Les] My intro into voyeur.

This happened to me when I was 18. True story. This memory still burned in my mind; in vivid detail of what happened on bringing in the new year. Since the time is getting close, I thought that I would share my story with you. Jason was 18, Ashley was 18, and Sara was 20

It was New Year’s eve in Idaho Falls, Idaho. I was walking over to my friend Jason’s house to get ready to hang out for the evening. When I got to his house, he was already outside waiting for me. He explained to me that one of his friends called and needed a ride to a house party and since this was a girl that he liked, we were going to give her a ride before we started our festivities.

It had started a light snow by the time we got to her house. We were pretty excited about that because that meant by the time the evening hit, we would be able to doughnuts and play in the snow in the truck. Jason honked his horn for Ashley. When Ashley came out, she was dressed in a grey knit sweater, jeans that complimented her ass and cowgirl boots. She had long blond hair and very cute face. But my time for checking her out was cut short by Jason saying “Hey man, can you jump in the back seat so she can sit in the front.” “Sure.” I stated. I jumped in the back seat as she was climbing in. Read more »

[MF] She had a beast inside that needed to be tamed

You can find some of my older adventures on [my blog here](https://lisbonmassagediary.wordpress.com/), of which the text below is from the most recent. Read more »

Phoebe’s Desire: Book 1 Of ‘Bikini Babes’ Carwash’

[MF, Cheat, Oral Sex] Tales of Drake: Oliver’s Girlfriend (Prologue)

Prologue

She pushed me abruptly against the bathroom wall, and started undoing the belt from my pants as her lips locked deliriously onto mine. Her hot tongue slithered up my throat while we exchanged musky hums in the dark space. Even though my mind was clouded from the alcohol, I still knew that what we were doing was wrong. However, my other head was demanding me viciously to keep going. I’m not going to lie, not having sex for over a year has been pure torture for me. My work has been wearing me out so much I hardly masturbate anymore. Sabrina eased her head back, gliding her right hand towards the bulge in my jeans. She bit her lip coyly as her fingers slowly undid my zipper.

“We can’t be too long…” she whispered seductively. Her hand reached in, wrapping her small palm around the bulging cloth of my boxers. I was trying to think of something to say before she started going down on me.

“S-Sabrina, wait. What about your boyfriend?” I muttered, trying to get her attention. She looked up at me alluringly, mumbling… “Mmm, don’t worry. He’s not getting up any time soon. Besides…” Her soft eyes looked down lovingly, releasing my throbbing cock from its cover. Read more »

Some Old Guys Can Get Really Hard Cocks And Some Can Have Hands Free Orgasm’s [FM][Hands Free Orgasm]

This happened to me back in 2010 when I was a lot younger and less experienced, not just sexually but in regards to the ways of the world.

Against my will, my Mom had moved to a distinctly rural community in one of the more backwards areas of the UK (Cornwall). The five years I was living there were the worst of my life because I’m from the city and there’s pretty much nothing to do in places like that. As I was struggling to make friends my Mom suggested that I enroll in a youth volunteer scheme where I’d spend a few hours each week working with another young person helping old people do their household chores (no toilet stuff or bathing them).

The person I was assigned to work with was a 21 year old blonde called Emily (okay, I changed the name) and the guy that we’d spend two hours with every Thursday afternoon was Harold (changed the name), a 65 year old guy who’s children had died in the Zeebrugge ferry disaster, so he was always miserable. Read more »

To My Girlfriend.

[Disclaimer! This isn’t ‘sexy’, it’s not arousing, it’s about what eroticism means. To me and my girlfriend. Yes, I’m bi. I hope that the below, written for my partner, is something that reaches peoples hearts. xxx]

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Love is a devalued word, a commodity, bandied around with a gay abandon. “I love you,” at the end of a phone call. “Love you” on teddy bear paws. It’s all around, ubiquitous and cloying.

The Greeks, in antiquity, were able to describe the mixed connotations of love with far more clarity, and these words have found their meandering way into our current tongue.

Erotic is love, specifically sexual.

Filial is love, specifically between equals; often families.

Agape is love, specifically between God and us.

When we consider love, between partners, we are discussing a confluence of eroticism and filial affection. The tender interplay and flow of these two flavours of love is what, to my mind, gives life to a relationship and defines our partnerships.

I love my girlfriend with the equality of a sister; I want to protect and nurture her, to help her and shield her from harm. Read more »