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[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’. Read more »

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. Read more »

The day we give a stranger a show he won’t [F]orget any ti[M]e soon

So first of all a little background , we are a couple from France, both 22. We were in holiday in Fuerteventura for our first holiday together.

We stayed at the beach all day long that day, just sun bathing and swimming, it was something like 9pm when everything happened. At the beach we were, there are small construction built with rock people built to be sheltered from the wind. She had her head on my laps, the last ray of sunshine was making her body even more beautiful than he’s normally his. Her tits were looking amazing in that bikini, I couldn’t help myself from touching them, I slipped my hands inside her bikini bra and started playing with her breast, she smiled. I was just hypnotized by how good it was to touch her breast while watching such a beautiful sunset, my eyes were lost in the sea when I noticed a guy was spying on us, 5 meters away. He was a really good looking hispanic dude, probably in his mid 30s, we looked at each other straight in the eyes, I could see on his face that he didn’t know what to do, he couldn’t just act like I didn’t see him. I don’t really know why but I got turned on by the situation, I whispered to my gf that someone was watching us and she tried to raise her which I stopped with a “it’s ok babe”. She stopped and looked at me straight in the eyes, confused, my hands were still under her and I slowly started to pull her bra out. I could see a storm of emotions in her eyes, fear confusing but mostly excitement. She was topless on the beach, a man 5 meters away was watching her, I was completely turned on I kept playing with her tits for a good 5 minutes. I could only get my eyes out of her once a while to check if the man was still watching us, he was. Read more »

Rewarding My Husband

My husband walks through the door at the end of another 14 hour night shift. He works as a firefighter, and is still dressed in his work uniform. Dark blue utility pants and top – everytime I see him in his work clothes, I instantly feel my pussy start to tingle and get wet. He sits down on the couch across from me, exhausted, and lets out a long sigh.

‘How was your day baby?’ I ask him, secretly sneaking a look at his crotch. Thinking about what’s under there just serves to make my pussy tingle even more…..I ache to feel him inside me, but i know he’s had a long night, and is tired, and it’s my turn to be a selfless wife.

‘Yeah Ok…the usual, alarms, car fires etc. I’m beat’.

I go over to where he is sitting, and sit next to him and start to cuddle him, and caress his chest. He sighs and relaxes back into the couch. I continue to run my hands over his chest and torso, slowly making my way down to his crotch. When I get there, I can feel his cock, hard as a rock, through his work pants. I let out a little sigh….god my pussy wants him. Read more »

A Very Merry Sex Robot [MF] [Fembot] [Christmas]

“Tis the season, my ass,” groaned less than jovial Ethan Elder. “How the hell am I supposed to enjoy Christmas this year?

That was the tenth time Ethan had asked himself that question in the past hour, but he remained no closer to an answer. He’d contemplated it in various forms for over a year, but had only succeeded in making himself more miserable. Even in the comfort of his parents’ home on Christmas, the disillusion and despair festered. At this point, even a Christmas miracle couldn’t mend his broken spirit.

The past year had left Ethan with little capacity for cheer on the holidays. Since late January, his life had been consumed by a messy and ugly divorce from his now ex-wife, Gina. In hindsight, he should’ve seen the signs.

Ethan and Gina had been high school sweethearts who got married on a whim after graduating, thinking it would solidify their relationship for the long term. It was the antithesis of what their friends and peers did with their significant others, few of which remained together. He and Gina thought they were bucking the trend by taking a giant leap forward with their relationship. He genuinely believed in their love. Read more »

I [M] 23, had amazing sex with a [F] Instagram model I tutor!

A little introduction to this story. I have been reading reddit for years and enjoy it thoroughly, never thought of publishing anything until two nights ago… I am an average looking guy, 6’1, average build, tan & bearded. I am currently a senior at a university pursuing a business degree. Ever since I was a kid I have always been hyper sexual, lost my virginity at 13 and have been obsessed with women ever since.

All semester in one of my business classes, which is a huge lecture with over 200 people there has been a girl that stood out from the rest. For the sake of the story we will call her “Abby”. Abby is about 5’4 no more then 115 lbs tight perky breasts and an ass that is perfect. Abby is an instagram model, she has thousands of followers and gets paid to take pictures in yoga pants and bikinis. Abby always wears tight yoga pants showing off her sexy ass. Extremely beautiful face, the type that stands out with no makeup on, natural beauty. Abby is so beautiful I could not help but try and sit by her in class and shoot my shot. I am no looker by any means, but have never been afraid to go after beautiful women out of my league just in the off chance it works out. I would constantly sit by Abby and make small talk, little things about what we are learning about just to get my foot in the door. This class is tough and Abby had a hard time, the subject came naturally to me and I excelled in the class. Read more »