[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’.

The Camgirl Part LIII: Go Cuddle Lt. Dan [Msolo] [Fsolo] [Mast] [Exh] [Voy]

**LIII: Liam and Blake**

*Fuck, I want him so bad.*

***

**Liam**

Liam’s hand gripped his cock as he watched Blake ride out the throes of her orgasm.

*Fuck…and I thought the last two were intense.*

Per Blake’s text, Liam had finally wrapped his hand around his cock a short while after Blake’s last orgasm. His cock was so slick with precum that it felt more like someone was giving him a hand job than like masturbating. He’d been getting close but had stopped as Blake had started cumming.

Spellbound, he watched as Blake lay back against her pillows, chest rising and falling heavily as tremors coursed through her at random intervals. Blake’s eyes fluttered as soft whispers and gasps passed through her parted lips. Her entire body seemed to glisten under a thin sheen of sweat.

“Fuck,” Blake breathed, abs tightening again as her fingers clawed at the sheets. Her eyes were far off as she raked her fingers through her hair. Her other hand still worked her pussy, though slower now. Liam wondered what she was thinking about.

Alone and Needy (Female) (Solo)

I am in need of my lover, whether it’s stress or what not. I have been thinking of him both innocently enough and entirely not. I kept myself in complete control but it’s too much now that I’m in my room and I hurt from want.

My body seeking his touch and caress won’t find it here today. I know he is far from me right now but I want him in my bed or my couch. To either be beckoned on the couch to talk or him unzipping his trousers to invite me. Even the simple touch to my back to remind me that he’s behind or when he presses and rubs the pressure point in my back to turn me on in public.

These thoughts have been flooding my mind all day at work. Now that my vibrator is charged I can do something about it. Or at least try. Playing with myself doesn’t satisfy with him to tease and egging me on but maybe it can relieve the pain. I almost can’t touch my own clit it’s so sensitive from want.

Morning Fantasy [MF]

Sunlight has started peaking through the closed blinds, rousing us from sleep. We’re curled up together to keep warm from the winter cold, and exchange warm “Good mornings” and grins. We chat a bit, enjoying each other’s company as we have nowhere to be anytime soon, and soon our jokes and giggles turn to sweet kisses.

The kisses start as soft exchanges between grins, but get more intimate over time. Eventually, our tongues find each other and begin intermingling, our former giggles turning to moans of pleasure. I roll over on top of you, continuing to make out with you, and sliding my hand from your breasts, down your sides, and to between your legs. Not to be outdone, you take your hand find my cock straining against my shorts, and fondle it, revelling in the moans that escape me as you do. With my hands pressed against your pussy though, I can feel the wetness through your pajama shorts, and with a grin, move to get them off of you.

I’ve taken a risk and I’ve wrote about a fantasy of mine. Bestality

I just want to start by saying that I know this fantasy isn’t for everyone, but I’m posting that on the off chance I connect with someone that secretly has the same mentality as me. Before you read any further I’m not going to keep it a secret.

*I’ve got an interest in a hybrid mixture of Puppy Play and Bestiality.*

If you don’t want to get involved I totally understand but I wanted to give you a heads up before you discovered more below, if interest or curiosity has taken a hold today then I encourage you to read further.

Now I want to start by saying that the actions in this post are purely fictional and that although I have this fond fantasy that I play over and over in my head, at this present time I haven’t acted nor do I intend to act out this fantasy in the near or distance future.

**It will remain in fantasy land**

I might get down voted like crazy for this post, but if there is anyone, anyone at all that had a mild to extreme interest in the topic then please reach out! I might fall on deaf ears but I’m interested in trying.

I’m taking a risk, I wrote a story about a fantasy of mine. Bestality.

**Edit** I don’t have enough time to respond to everyone! I wish I did. Thank you all for the positive support! I didn’t expect it one bit. I wish I could talk to you all! But there isn’t enough hours in the day! ♥️

I just want to start by saying that I know this fantasy isn’t for everyone, but I’m posting that on the off chance I connect with someone that secretly has the same mentality as me. Before you read any further I’m not going to keep it a secret.

*I’ve got an interest in a hybrid mixture of Puppy Play and Bestiality.*

If you don’t want to get involved I totally understand but I wanted to give you a heads up before you discovered more below, if interest or curiosity has taken a hold today then I encourage you to read further.

Now I want to start by saying that the actions in this post are purely fictional and that although I have this fond fantasy that I play over and over in my head, at this present time I haven’t acted nor do I intend to act out this fantasy in the near or distance future.

My Wife and I | Fantasy Series | Tied to the Bed [wife]

My wife and I have been married for 15 years and as expected things have nosedived after children in the bedroom department. This has resulted in several confessions of fantasies, one of which for me was about being a cuckold and watching her have sex with random men. This fell flat as I’m the only guy she’s had sex with but it did open possibilities to other adventures.

For one night a month, I will be in charge and she goes along with it, the rules are simple, no one gets hurt, the code word finishes it all and no one else is involved.

Here is today’s tale.

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The children were packed off to the grandparents and this was our date night for the month. I’d arranged for us to visit a new restaurant in town and we got dressed up and looked good even at the ripe age of 35 & 36. I’d gone for a grey suit, grey tie and crisp white shirt, a Mr Grey look if you will. My wife had gone for a sexy black dress and heels, it was good to make an effort, something we don’t usually do.

The Godkiller Chronicles – Part 6 – Roots & Relics [Freeuse][Breeding][Fantasy]

Six – Roots & Relics

Jorn filled up Sally two more times the next morning to make sure that she would be eating for two. Celia and Sandrine both stood next to the bed watching as he did his best to impregnate the young barmaid. In the corner of his eye he could see Sandrine whispering something in Celia’s ear and the knight blushed fiercely.

He still could not stop thinking about what Sally had said about the young sun god. It couldn’t be true could it? He got off Sally and had Sandrine clean him off with her mouth before he got dressed.

“You get everything sorted?” he asked Celia.

The knight nodded.

“Yes. We should be heading for the east gate now.”

“Good,” Jorn said and walked over to give the barmaid a kiss goodbye.

“You keep ‘em safe now,” Sally said nodding at the two other women.

Jorn smiled at her and they left.

The Godkiller Chronicles – Part 6 – Roots & Relics [Freeuse][Breeding][Fantasy]

Six – Roots & Relics

Jorn filled up Sally two more times the next morning to make sure that she would be eating for two. Celia and Sandrine both stood next to the bed watching as he did his best to impregnate the young barmaid. In the corner of his eye he could see Sandrine whispering something in Celia’s ear and the knight blushed fiercely.

He still could not stop thinking about what Sally had said about the young sun god. It couldn’t be true could it? He got off Sally and had Sandrine clean him off with her mouth before he got dressed.

“You get everything sorted?” he asked Celia.

The knight nodded.

“Yes. We should be heading for the east gate now.”

“Good,” Jorn said and walked over to give the barmaid a kiss goodbye.

“You keep ‘em safe now,” Sally said nodding at the two other women.

Jorn smiled at her and they left.

Wake me with your Cock in my Pussy! (True Story) (Real Experience) (MF) (School Girl) (Teen) (Morning Sex) (Sleep Fantasy) (No Condom) (Wet panties)

I didn’t know what time it was, but knew I shouldn’t still be in bed. It was Wednesday and I had class. As his fingers slipped inside me, I half opened on of my eyes to see the morning sunshine filling my bedroom. He pulled my thong to the side and pushed two fingers deeper and harder between my legs. I felt like I was still dreaming, the rhythm of his hand gently lulling me out of my sleep and into a perfect orgasm, soaking my pussy and underwear. 

Working at the strip club had given me enough money to move out of home, and I’d found a room with a group of second year college guys. I’d arrived at the apartment the day before to drop off my bags and collect my key from Brad, one of the guys in the flat. I’d not met him before. He was in his 20’s, tall, blond and hot. And I could tell straight away that he liked me.