Jan
31
Touching Myself
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Hello Teacher!!
I hope am begining to understand what you mean when you say
you want to see my thoughts and fantasies…you want me
to give up my secrets yes? Is not easy to do… but I have a
strong desire to please you.
Here is a descripton of the second night, tame for you very
hard for me but nevertheless a start. this time Ive tried
to describe what I was thinking while I was doing it (masturbating)…and
no editing.
Jan
27
Touch of a Friend
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Just an innocent touch. I massage your shoulders, your back. As you lean into me, my nose imbibes the scent of your body and hair. As you relax, I am overpowered by your fragrance. I try to control my lust. Passion overrules my resolve. I continue to massage you with my hands, I also start to massage your neck with my lips, my teeth, and my tongue. You writhe against me, you start to grind against my leg. I can taste scent of your whetness. It drives me well beyond any resistance I may have had.
I still keep my mouth to your neck, your ears, your face. My hands start drifting, touching and caressing every inch of your clothed body. My fingers start toying with catches, buttons, and zippers.
As my mouth continues to play, so do my fingers, digging into every opening found. Suddenly, my fingers are whet, they are seared by the heat of your need and my want. The rhythm of your hips make my mouth water, my head starts bleeding the fluid of my lust.
Your lips move sooo sensually as you try to repress any sound from escaping your lips. But one sound did break free. I feel your body tense with that gasp. The heat increases. I feel your body tremble with your need, so close to the edge of the floodgates opening to release the orgasm that passion alone has brought right to the tip of your…..senses.
How hard I am, yet still just touching you, just licking your neck. Feeling your quivering body on the brink.
When that dam bursts, when the floods cum, when your body is wracked with the uncontrollable shaking, the yearning of release…..then, and only then, my fingers penetrate deep, ever so deeply, into your lust, your passion. They slowly trespass the little nub that is the center of your writhing. They probe lower, deeper, into the vast, moist, darkness of your lust. My fingers rhythmically dance in and out of that void, dancing in beat to the trhrobbing pulses raging through your body.
You are so close(so am I ;} ). Your panting sends jitters racing through my body.
I will never understand the will it took you to say “no”. You will never understand the strength it took me to concede, to stop my lust, my passion, my yearning for release.
But, you did say no, if just in a barely audible whisper. My whole being was so wrapped around you, that if you only thought it, I still would have heard it.
Though your body was saying continue, your mouth said stop. I didn’t want to, but I did. My tongue receded, my hands retracted back to your shoulders. But my lips couldn’t stop a few lingering kisses.
I tried to wall off my passion and my lust. But no matter how solid or how high I built the wall, I could still feel the need trickling through forced cracks. I sat there holding you, my legs wrapped around your waist, my arms wrapped around your torso, feeling your breast heave with every intake of breath. Your body quivering as what almost was rebounds like waves throughout both of us.
But, I did stop. I still don’t know how, I didn’t think that I could. But I did. You will never know the complete yearning that I have for you. And how much I want you to want me. But we are friends, until you feel differently. I will never overstep those bounds. Now it’s up to you. If your ever in need, my arms are always open, and waiting with the touch of a friend.
Jan
24
Im sitting on an airplane flying and having consumed several
drinks am wondering what it would be like to be with you instead.
I wonder if I am making much sense considering how much I
have had to drink but I am I thinking about looking at your
body and imagining what thoughts would be flowing through
your mind if we were together instead of me here at 30, 000
feet in the air. I wonder what you would wear if you knew you
were going to be seeing me. I wonder if you would want to tease
me visually or if you would be coy. I wonder what you would
want me to do if we were together. I know what you would want
to do if I were with you. I wonder if you would tell me what
you really wanted with me or if you would hold back.
Jan
20
This whole size thing is getting old.
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Everyone wants to know if size is important. There probably
is a difference. Some are so big it hurts and some are so small
it is like a finger. The whole point is what you do with what
you’ve got.
Jan
16
This Lovely Lady Loves a BIG Hard Cock!
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I desire sex daily! When I wake up, and after I come home from
work, and all the time in between. I can have multiple orgasms
and enjoy the process. A tip about my clitoris - you Don’t
have to rub hard! “Too much” of that actually
causes me to “just want you to just hurry up get it over
with!” There is no fun in that. MY CLITORIS IS SOOOOOOOO
SENSITIVE! The way to pleasuring this part of my body is
to just touch it or right next to it - press on it or right next
to it and just slightly move your finger or what ever you
re pressing it with. Not Fast and Hard! Just Lightly Press
down and then move the skin around. Or, you could move one
of the vaginal lips over the top of my clit and move that around.
My clit is so sensitive that ANY HEAVY DIRECT PRESSURE or,
HEAVY GRINDING, is painful and Not conducive to a good time.
Press down lightly, slowly move around = EXTREME pleasure
and ultimately MORE fun for you! • After Passionately Kissing,
Fondling, Caressing, Cuddling, more Kissing, Petting,
Kissing, and thoroughly getting Deliriously Hot and worked
up and “somehow managing” to get our clothes
off. This first part - 1, 2, and 3, before My Favorite Position,
is ALL about Unhurried Pleasure - Sensual, Sensationally
Sensuous, and Luxurious Sensations. This first part is
not about making me have an orgasm. THIS IS HOW TO MAKE ME
FEEL TOTALLY PLEASURED! THIS IS PARADISE! THIS JUST FEELS
‘SOOOO GOOD ‘! ! ! !
Jan
12
The Theatre
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We go in to the theatre, and find it is fairly empty, just
a few other patrons. We settle down, and snuggle close.
The movie begins… It soon becomes apparent why the place
is so empty, the movie is flat. Suddenly, you take my hand,
and put it on you leg, sliding it along your thigh. I stir
at this contact, and allow my fingers to run an arpeggio
against your skin, tickling you slightly. You quietly
giggle, and then your breath deepens, and shortens slightly.
You move my hand up, and I find you are not wearing any panties.
I turn to look at you, and see you looking at me, biting your
lip slightly, as if you are afraid I may be upset by this…
I look into your eyes, and smile, then show you my desire
by lightly stroking your lips, and am rewarded by your eyes
closing slightly and your mouth curving into a languid
smile. I lean over, kissing the corner of your mouth while
I continue tracing the outline of you. Your heat and softness
arouse my desire, and I let my fingertips find your clit,
stroking lightly, feeling your wetness begin to coat my
fingers. Your lips move to meet mine, and I dip one finger
inside you feeling you shudder with passion. I feel your
hand on my stiffening cock, stroking me through my pants.
My thumb continues to massage your pearl as my finger penetrates
deeper, curling up inside you to caress your g-spot. You
moan slightly, and manipulate my zipper one handed, reaching
in to release me from my pants. I gasp, feeling the coolness
of the air and your hand on my shaft as you begin to stroke
me with long, slow strokes, feeling me harden in your grasp.
My finger moves faster, feeling you clenching down on it,
then releasing. I move my mouth to your neck, and kiss, tasting
your soft skin. I move my mouth to your ear. “You are
amazing, ” I breathe. You cannot speak, the shortness
of your breath telling me all I need to know. “Come, “
I say, and you need no more encouragement. You slip over
onto my lap, unobtrusively, so as not to be conspicuous
to the other movie-goers, who, I now realize, are all seated
in front of us, thanks to you having chosen seats to the back.
I feel the glorious heat of your body envelop me as you slip
down over the length of me. I stifle a moan, and feel you lean
back against me, my hands on your thighs under your dress.
Feeling you move up and down on me, I sense the urgency in
your body, matched by the desire within me… I move my hand
to your, cupping, then finding your clit, I roll it between
my fingers, caressing, tugging, stroking. You respond
clenching down on me, gripping me in a sheath of liquid velvet,
coaxing my body to respond. I feel you moving faster, and
I tease your pearl faster, racing to see who can make the
other lose control first. I feel you deep on me, and realize
I have lost this contest for I am ready, my shaft throbbing
with need, desire. Pulse racing, my body erupts, jetting
hard and long into you, a white hot fountain bursting deep
inside of you. Then I realize that your body is shaking with
the sweet agony of release, and understand the contest
is not lost, but that we have both won after all.
Jan
8
There really is a g spot. It is no myth The thing is that almost
all men do not know when to do it. It is more not where, but
when to do the g spot….thus the problem most people have
in finding it or the doubts that it is there for some women.
It is not like the clit and always sensitive.
Jan
5
The size question; ladies, please help
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Ladies, if you think my opinions are dead on the money, answer
excellent, if you think my opinions are completely idiotic,
answer the opposite…
Jan
1
The Shower
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He slipped from his bed, warm and groggy except for the aching
that had awakened him. Needing that had been too long denied
had found a central spot in his body from which to try to escape.
His manhood was bulging and pulsing as if he’d never
been touched and he needed to relieve the pain that was building
inside. Below, his scrotum filled with the fluid of life
and caused the ache to reach such point that it would not
wait.
