[M]y Sex With Another Ex – Shelley

Seeing as how my sex life has COMPLETLEY ground to a halt… I thought to dive into the ol’ Tickle Trunk and dredge up an old memory or two.

If nothing else, we’ll always have uh, then I suppose.

This one is about Shelley.

How to describe perfection? The perfection that affects you on the primal, cellular level? She had it. I’ll do my best to dive into this. She was a former dancer – about 5’7, maybe about 125 lbs, and with a rock-hard dancer’s body. Zero body fat. Perfect 34B/C tits. Tiny waist. Perfect bell shaped ass. She was white (not that that matters) but had a darker, almost Mediterranean complexion; she always looked tanned & healthy. Not the cold white skin pallor that affects most Canadians in the winter months. She had long brown hair, HUGE eyes, and tiny, delicate, almost elfin features, but was blessed with huge sensual lips with a toothy grin and wide, generous mouth. She honestly could have been a centerfold, a model, anything. She was just physically THAT attractive. She moved with an unconscious, feline grace. I suppose that comes from her years of dancing, but one of the things I loved about her was just watching the way she’d walk across the room. Hips swaying, super feminine, just oozing sex. She just moved so gracefully and sensually – maybe she knew it, but I doubt it. that was just part of her ‘Thing’.

[MF][ROMANTIC] First Meeting

Arriving at the park early, Kailey walked around the path and found the perfect spot to wait for him. She hopped up on the concrete barrier that framed one end the pond and tried to calm her nerves. She could see the parking lot and entrance to the path and would have time to prepare herself when Griffin got there, you know, remind herself to keep breathing, not pass out from nerves etc…the usual.

She sent a quick text to Harlow to help with the nerves situation because her preparation was not working and she was freaking out.

**Me:** Ok so I’m at the park waiting but omg I’m freaking out. What if he doesn’t show? What if he does but he doesn’t look like his pictures? What if he thinks I don’t look like my pictures? I need help here!!!

**Harlow:** Dude, omg calm your tits! It’s gonna be fine! I mean, unless any of that bullshit you mentioned happens…then you’re fucked and you’ll have to abort the mission and jump in the pond. ?

[MF] [incest] The sleepover – Part 1

(Before I start, this is my first story so I apologise if it isn’t very interesting. Hopefully you’ll enjoy)

Disclaimer: This is not a true story. “I” is not me.

I have always been a different child. Being 15, kids my age tend to be either glued to screens or glued to school work. I’ve always been in between and haven’t really ever fit in with either groups.

My name’s Alexander, I’m a 19 year old boy who lives in Scotland. My family consists of 4 people: my brother, my parents and I. I have a few cousins, all except two are boys. The girls are 19 and 15, like me.

Every Christmas we go to visit my cousins who, although they live an hour away, I barely get to see. These were my step cousins, Guy, 13, and Lena, 19. My mum’s parents split up when she was young and her mum married another man who already had children, hence the step cousins.

I often sleep at their house when we’re over instead of sleeping at the hotel. It was always something we’d all do and we’d stay up until we no longer physically could.

Kinky advent 14/24 [F] [Bi] [bdsmi

Today another slave/sub position got added to the repertoire. The position ‘Nadu’ is a kneeling position, knees wide, thighs and butt resting on the heels. The forearms positioned on top of the thighs with palms facing up. It’s a position that made me feel like fully surrendering, showing vulnerability and being ready to please. Practicing this position left me feel fully open and reflecting on the past days. Regarding intensity I’m at a 8/10. Practicing the positions somehow really gets me into the proper mindset.

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See my previous posts for an explanation of the title and stay tuned for the next day’s :) I’ll try to post some pictures somewhere around here so check out my profile if interested!

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[MF] Applying lipstick

How about a bit of a kinky thing a girl did for me as a tease years ago;

Years ago I took my date out to a posh restaurant where we were eating in a fairly busy area. It was one of those expensive places you visit when you really want to impress and then regret spending the money for the next month. I was dressed to impress and she looked stunning. Very elegant and classy in a evening dress, and gettign the eye of a lot of the male staff and others out for a meal.. Half way through the main course I noticed her lipstick had smudged and tried to give her the heads up in a polite kind way in a natural break in conversation. I said something along the lines of “do you know your lipstick is smudged?” in a casual way hoping not to offend her or embarrass her.

Me, My Wife and Damon (part 1) [wife] [cheating]

It’s the season of work parties and last weekend it was the turn of my wife’s. This year her office decided they would save money and have it at Damon’s apartment. He’d only been working there for a few months but his name has popped up a few times when Lucy spoke about the days’ events.

Lucy was my wife of 3 years, she’s 25, 5 ft 2, curvy and has an amazing pair of size g breasts, there certainly catch the eye of many guys.

I wasn’t overly excited to go but thought I’d better show willing, Lucy was dressed to impress, showing off her amazing natural assets. I brushed up quite nicely too in a pair of jeans, shirt and blazer.

Damon’s apartment was in the centre of town and it was huge, a two-floor place and everything looked expensive. As we walked into the place and meeting other work colleagues a black guy approached us. I held out my hand to greet him and Lucy said this was Damon.

At a guess, he was 6 ft 2, about mid 30s and built like a tank. This was not what I was expecting, everyone else in the office is young and typically preppy.

Teen’s life changing holiday camp (MF) (Caution)

-Heya diary, Tiffiny here. Today’s the big eighteenth birthday, spent it at the holiday camp as standard. Gotta say the instructors, y’know Tommy and Gary, were extra nice today as it’ll be my last time here. They said they’ll get me booze, first time hah, for my lil party with the group. Okay gotta go, they’re calling me for my afternoon swim.

-Wow omg! Gary told me I could change with him in the staffs changing room cus I’m an adult now. It’s so much better than in that mayhem, he helped me put on my one piece and I just kinda blushed. He told me it was fine, we’re both mature adults and could see each other like this. When we came out the pools I accidentally walked in on him in the shower, it wasn’t his dad bod or hairy chest I can remember but his down below. It was the first one I had ever seen up close, first time I’ve seen one so hard as well. It’s not even like he hid it after, I could literally see it’s print grow in his jeans when he glared at me changing. It’s just a typical boy thing, gonna head to sleep now.

My Friend’s Daughter Started College Nearby [Mf, cheating, teasing, masturbation]

I’m not much of a people person, but having friends does have some benefits.

A friend of mine from way back in high school was in town after dropping his daughter, Amy, off at a local university for her freshman year. His wife had taken his daughter and all her stuff in their SUV, but there was no room for him so he followed up in his little convertible coupe he wanted to show off to me.

I remembered Amy pretty well from the last time I visited him because she showed up to dinner in a very distracting outfit. I never had been so aware of where my eyes were looking in my life for entire that meal. I could be wrong, but it seemed her parents were almost amused by attempts to completely ignore Amy.

So when Joe called me to ask if I wanted to check out his car, I was relieved to hear that his daughter had already been dropped off and was settling in with Mom’s help. He pulled up about fifteen minutes later in a red Porsche Boxster with the top already down so we could enjoy the late August weather.

Mandy tries to be good.

He made eyes with me across the room. Well, more at me than with. I felt a flutter in my chest, excitement from being wanted…and from the naughtiness.

Realizing what was coming over me, I slipped out of the frat house and pulled out my phone. I held myself tight, to protect against the cool air and.. myself.

“Hey, I.. I want to see you.” I want to be better, I told myself.

“I’m out at the club social until late, what’s up?”

“I don’t want to be.. bad. I need you.”

There was a pause on the phone. “Still there?” My breathing picked up. He must realize what was going on, and cheating again.. I can’t imagine he would take me back a third time.

“What are you wearing?” His voice had chilled. This wasn’t a request. I looked down to take inventory; it recentered me.

My voice quivered. “Jean skirt and an off the shoulder black top.”

“And?” It was so simple, so short.

“My brown strap sandals, the ones with the two inch heels.” There was silence on his end, and I realized he wanted a full inventory. No, demanded. My heart started racing. I looked around to ensure no one was eaves dropping.

Infesting Claire [horror][female masturbation][breeding][watersports][scat]

Claire’s impromptu trip to Racoon City was *not* turning out like she’d originally planned. Sure, she’d heard the stories, the whole world had! Sensational recountings of supposedly rotting corpses shambling around were the viral thing this summer.

It’d started in the occult and paranormal circles, but quickly began being featured on radio shows as well. Zombies and the apocalypse were the hot topics now and every show was jumping on the bandwagon to take part before it died down.

But she hadn’t believed any of it. Because really…c’mon, *zombies*?

She had more important matters to concern herself with – such as losing touch with her brother, Chris. It happened roughly around the same time as Racoon City’s ridiculous rumors began, but she’d thought nothing of it. Part of a special police force, Chris was on the Special Tactics and Rescue Service elite task force, better known as S.T.A.R.S. and Claire was used to her brother disappearing for weeks at a time.