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Losing my virginity, boyfriends and the wondering eyes! (Taken from my blog, confessions of a sexaholic)

Well hello again. Still getting use to this bloggin. Opened up a twitter account to share my blog. It seems to be going well and I’m getting a few views already so thank you for that.

It will be getting much raunchier once I pass the 16 mark and I will be writing about my experiences in detail so you get a full experience of how the mind of a sex addict really works.

Ok so I will go from where I left off. So, as you have already read I was very highly sex driven at a young age and by the time I was 15, I was just full of fantasies.

Some where dangerous though. I remember going to a Christmas party for work and it was the first time I had met my boss. He wasn’t anything special but the fact that it was my boss was a big turn on for me even though he was 40+ (this boss obsession carried on throughout my life which you will see in later posts). I remember he was chatting up one of the other young girls (which was a bit creepy as she was only 16) and I just looked on with jealousy. Then my fantasy mind kicked in and all I thought about for the rest of the night was him taking me up to his hotel room, tying me up in the bed and doing whatever he wanted to me. I spent the entire night staring at him after that,although he never noticed. Read more »

A hot [m]oment in the bathroom of my [f]friend’s Halloween party.

So I thought it was about time to make my first post – hope you like it! I've been writing sexy stories for years – mostly I write down my fantasies but this one is true – it's just a quick description of a very hot moment at a Halloween party last weekend. There are plenty more moments I can write about if you enjoy this one! Ax

So, last week my friend Lisa says he has a totally excellent plan for ‘sexy stormtrooper’ costumes for Halloween. She’s a massive star wars fan. I am too! Anyway, she tells me what to buy and says she’ll come round on Saturday to help us dress up. I buy the stuff and I’m pretty excited – she’s great at costumes!

Saturday comes and away we go; we banish my boyfriend from the room and get stuck in with the leotard, cardboard and body paint. Anyone who's hopping this is about to be a lesbian story – sorry guys! My single lesbian experience is well behind me and not worth commenting hehe!

With everything in place, we look pretty hot in a girl-geek kinda way. We finish the Prosecco and set off for the party with my Boy following along. Read more »

[MF str8] Shawna: Roma Revenge – part X – Round two, fight.

Chris leaned over and kissed me, then slid off the bed and walked out to use the washroom. I spent a moment admiring him from behind, then laid back on my bed to bask in the afterglow.
I had had sex before. Lots of times. But it had never, ever been like that. Was that what it was like for a woman? Or was Chris just really, really good? I was consumed with a desire to call and interrogate Katlyn on the subject.
Resolving to pick her brain over lunch the next day, I rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed. I started to button my top back up, but the buttons that hadn’t flown off had ripped their holes. I felt my face get hot, remembering the sudden and forceful way Chris had exposed me.
I shrugged out of the ruins of my shirt and grabbed my panties off the floor, slipping into them. On a whim, I scooped Chris’s shirt off the bed as well. I was just pulling it over my head when Chris walked in the room behind me.
“Holy shit,” he said. “What happened?”
I froze. “What do you mean?”
He walked up behind me and ran his fingers over my back. “It looks like someone beat the hell out of you.”
“Oh!” I giggled. “I didn’t think there were any marks, I wasn’t sore at all. I’ll have to ask Kat about that.”
“Katlyn did this?”
“Yeah.” I turned, dropping the shirt over myself like a short dress, and put my hands on his chest. “She was helping me work through some things.”
Chris’s face changed quickly from concern to relief as he grasped the concept, then back to concern again. “Are you two involved?”
I scoffed. “No way, we just…” I thought about it a moment. I had been pretty damn “involved” with Kat, in hindsight. “I think we’re, like, those girly BFF types who lez out sometimes. And she’s into whips and leather. We’re not a couple. Why, are you jealous?”
Chris grinned, grabbing my hips and pulling me in close. He was still nude, and even limp I could feel the mass of him pressed against me. “Maybe a little. Jealous, curious, you know… the whole caveman deal. But hey, it’s not like you were a girlfriend cheating on me or something.”
I leaned my cheek against his chest. “Yeah. Me a girlfriend, that’d be a new one.”
“Really?” He stepped back a little and looked down at me. “I mean, you’d never had sex, sure… but you’ve never even dated anyone?”
“Not a man,” I admitted, technically sticking to the truth. “There’s been girls, but never anyone for very long.”
“So I’m the first man you’ve been with, even for a date?”
“Um… technically, yes.”
He chuckled. “I guess I better step up my game, then. I wouldn’t want to lose you to the other team, especially with Kat as my competition. She scares me.”
I grinned. “You haven’t seen her with a whip yet.” Read more »

[M]y recent experience helping a lesbian explore a craving [f]or cock…file under “So that just happened.”

She answered my ad for a pen-pal in casual encounters cautiously…just a one-line answer, but it sounded real, the grammar was correct, and so I gave it a shot. Within a few intelligent-sounding e-mails, she confessed she was a lesbian in a serious relationship with a recent, new-found obsession with cock. I of course assumed she was fake, and immediately stated so, giving a legitimate explanation of the usual fakes I deal with on craigslist. I asked for voice verification. I got it. She was real. She went into detail about what she saw as a completely primal, instinctive, biological obsession she was having with cock. Perhaps it was her complete lack of experience with it, mixed with her biological desire to use her parts in ways they are biologically supposed to be used, which spurred this extreme curiosity on. Whatever it was, I was happy to oblige discussing fantasies with someone so eager to be led into a new-to-them world. Read more »

Coworker + strip club = an unbelievable story

It's a tough story to believe, I KNOW, but hey, sexuality isn't a light switch or an absolute. It's a scale, a scale that has many factors and each one of us have a personal limiter on it. So when I said I was with a lesbian, you have to understand that the label is just a 'general' guideline. Let's not try to put everyone we know inside a nice, neat, little box, mmmkay? Now that we have that established, listen to may tale about Melissa.

For those who don't know her, she's tall, about my height, but not lanky, nor is she thick. She has this amazing athletic-meets-average body type. We've worked together for a few years. Perhaps knowing she was gay made it easy to not think about every little thing I said. Perhaps for her too, since we joked with each other a lot. There was this immediate comfortability factor that was quite evident from the first day. She has light hazel eyes, brown hair that she usually has somewhat dyed blonde, and an amazing smile. Probably why I liked joking with her so much, was to watch that smile almost never leave her face. Read more »

“See how many times you can climax in a day.” (F23)

Hi :)

I just read the comments in an AskReddit thread about the greatest place you've ever masturbated. There were many interesting comments, of course, but one that made me pause said, See how many times you can climax in a day.

And I thought, even though it's already almost 11am (two wasted hours since I woke up), that this would be a great was to spend my day off… By getting off, over and over. ;)

I paused Netflix and got up off the couch. I was wearing a long sleeved blue tshirt, hair up, and my favorite baggy pajama shorts. As I walked into the next room to my bed, I untied my shorts and let them fall to the floor. When I woke up I had put on bright pink panties with lace trim around the waist. I was already feeling that excited tingle between my legs, wanting to be touched. I pulled back my comforter and laid down, covering just my feet with my knees bent. I let my right hand wander over my sensitive nipples and down to my panties, rubbing over top of the fabric and pressing on my clit. I could already feel myself getting wetter, anticipating the feeling of my vibrator touching my swollen, wet clit for the first time in quite a while. I pushed my hips into the air and pulled my pink panties down past my knees and off my ankles, leaving them tangled in my covers. I reached to my bedside table on my right and opened the top drawer, pulling out the white satin bag that help my vibrator, almost wanting to groan in anticipation. Read more »

Fucking a homeless chick

So I went to a casino with a lesbian couple. They went and played roulette or some other complicated table game. I didn't want to do that, so I went to the video poker bar; easy game, free drinks.

There was one other person there, a woman about my age with a nice body but the face of an itinerate turnip farmer. She was nursing a Heineken and sloooowly playing what must have been her last dollar.

I sensed an opportunity, so I moved next to her. We chatted a little bit. She admitted she was out of cash. I suggested we go outside to a bench by the valet stand and cuddle and kiss a little. She was down- yay!

After a lot of kissing and just generally being affectionate, I said we should take a cab to my house. My friends would need my car to get home; they'd had enough foresight to get my keys when we separated LOL.

So, at my house, first she ate everything I had: a couple of eggs, an onion, and a potato. She fried all of this up into something. Then, she took a shower. It was around this time that it occurred to me that homegirl's housing situation might not be entirely settled. Also, her purse was roughly the size of an oil drum, and full of miscellaneous crap. Read more »

Our first time switching (M/F,M/F)

Long time lurker here, not really sure how this story will be taken. I guess I am just trying to get this story out there and at the end try and get some advice as to where to go from here.

For obvious reasons this is a throwaway to protect those involved.

First off I suppose I had best describe the individuals involved: Jen is in her mid-thirties and is married to Jim. She is around 5’ 10”, fit, fake breasts that are in the 34 DD-ish range. Very talkative and outgoing. Not shy in the least bit.

Jim is in his late thirties to early forties, again, married to Jen. He is around 5’ 11”, extremely in shape. Much quieter than Jen. The two of them are active in the swinging lifestyle and are good friends of ours.

Rebecca is in her early twenties and we are dating. She is 5’ 6”, fit, 34DD, but are real as opposed to Jen. She has a cute ass that is perfect for her body, even though she would like it to be bigger. She is a bit shy until she gets comfortable and will be very open after that. Read more »

[fm] A Growing Desire, Part 1

Typically, I post to Literotica. But I've decided to share a few stories here. Enjoy.

I kept having the same dream. Not that that's anything new. I'll have recurring dreams about losing my makeup, missing a flight, failing out of school. But I usually don't have these types of dreams. The ones where I wake up in the middle of the night feeling guilty, ashamed, and incredibly wet. Guilty because my boyfriend would be gently asleep next to me, unaware what filled my dreams. Ashamed because, well, I love sex. I love the way it feels when my boyfriend pushes deep inside of me, the way he touches me, kisses me, and whispers how much he loves me. I love it when he spanks me. I love it when he takes control of me. Read more »