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With Male Chastity becoming ever more popular either as a lifestyle or occasional kink, prostatic milking of males is also ever-increasingly referred to, discussed and probably practised.Often, in chastity circles people just talk about milking the prostate without considering how to carry out the procedure to gain the desired effect. If you’re currently milking your chaste male, the chances are that he’s probably getting a lot more pleasure from milkings than you think. I’ll leave the debate...
With Male Chastity becoming ever more popular either as a lifestyle or occasional kink, prostatic milking of males is also ever-increasingly referred to, discussed and probably practised.Often, in chastity circles people just talk about milking the prostate without considering how to carry out the procedure to gain the desired effect. If you’re currently milking your chaste male, the chances are that he’s probably getting a lot more pleasure from milkings than you think. I’ll leave the debate...
With Male Chastity becoming ever more popular either as a lifestyle or occasional kink, prostatic milking of males is also ever-increasingly referred to, discussed and probably practised.Often, in chastity circles people just talk about milking the prostate without considering how to carry out the procedure to gain the desired effect. If you’re currently milking your chaste male, the chances are that he’s probably getting a lot more pleasure from milkings than you think. I’ll leave the debate...
I am often asked why I want to masturbate for strangers and show myself doing it. In order to answer I should explain that masturbation became a daily habit for me as young teenager. When I attended boarding school it was a little tricky sharing a room with other girls and obtaining the relaxation and relief each day. I was fortunate to have room mates who also wanted to and we didn't seem to disturb each other's routine and style. We knew when each was "on". I only used my fingers, one girl...
The heated water sent pleasant steam all through the enclosed shower, as well as filling the confines of the communal bathroom. Abby was lost in memory, the pressure of the water jets as she sprayed between her legs adding to her imagined picture of Kaylie, once again touching her, and ... even more. She was thinking such naughty thoughts, of Kaylie on her knees, touching, and kissing her ... there. Gasping, she felt her clit throb. To answer that need, she ran the water over and over in a...
?The motivation chart? ?(Sara?s descent) I am not a native English speaker, so I hope you have a little patience. ?I will appreciate if you review it or send me an email with your comments. The teacher started the class with a pop quiz. It was not a test on the subject of the class but a survey to know more about her pupils? motivations. The quiz only had three questions: 1) How is the ideal you? What traits and accomplishment you have or would like to have in order to turn yourself in the...
There are many people who find asses extremely sexy but the asshole extremely disgusting. If that area is disgusting to you and/or gay sex, then you may not want to finish reading this. An anus itself has many sensitive nerves located in areas that can provide a great deal of pleasure for your man. The two most prevalent areas are the anus entrance itself and the prostate gland located inside the anus underneath the taint area. I am going to give you some tips on how to properly approach this...
Chapter Two: Ms. Kim's Futa Motivation By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 I stood trembling, staring at the face of my eighteen-year-old daughter standing in the doorway of the conference room. Normally, this wasn't a big deal. Yunjin often dropped in after her classes were over. The warehouse I'd converted into the office space for my business, Mizzytique, wasn't too far from Washington College where she attended. However, today wasn't the usual office meeting. The twenty-five...
Chapter 1 All my friends just love coming to my house. Oh, they're my friends and all, but they really love seeing my mom. I'm in high school, about halfway through my freshman year and my mom, who had me when she was eighteen, is just thirty-three, and a young-looking thirty-three at that. Not just that, she works from home mostly, she has her own accounting business for small businesses in the city where we live, so when my friends come over, she's usually here. My dad died when I was...
Motivation By Bashful Lauren brushed her long blonde hair out until it was shiny and styled just right. She touched up her lipstick and added a drop of perfume to each of her wrists and the nape of her neck, just like Rory liked it. She was uncomfortable, nervous and she wanted to scream but she held herself together. Lauren picked up her purse and slung it over her shoulder, checking her reflection one more time. 'I hope this works,' she thought to herself. With that, she...
The teacher started the class with a pop quiz. It was not a test on the subject of the class but a survey to know more about her pupils' motivations. The quiz only had three questions: 1) How is the ideal you? What traits and accomplishment you have or would like to have in order to turn yourself in the person you want to be. 2) How is the anti-you? How is the person that you definitely do not want to be? 3) Draw a horizontal bar across the page and write under the bar at the left margin...
Krystals Diary Tuesday the 9th... "Twin brother, Billy, rang today. I know he calls a lot but that's to do with business. This was about he and his team coming to town to play in a pre-season mini tournament against three other teams. He would be here for about ten days so hopefully there will be a chance to get together and act a little crazy." I still look back at that diary entry and I can't believe what I wrote and how much my life was to change following just those ten days. Billy...
September 24, 1994, Amsterdam, the Netherlands When the ‘flight or fight’ response kicked in, my knees got weak and my head spun, but I fought my way through it by taking slow, regular breaths until the surge of adrenaline ebbed a bit. Then the flight notion kicked in, and I grabbed Karla’s hand and led her from the hotel, wanting to get her as far away from there as possible. Something VERY odd was going on and I didn’t want to be anywhere NEAR my room. Without a word, Karla walked with...
I stumbled upon it while reading pornography on a sex stories site. It was called Solotouch. A site for masturbators to meet masturbators, comprising mainly of men I hasten to add. But it didn’t stop me looking, and for a straight guy that may seem strange.The one thing I have been known to do is masturbate. I have always done it, and in truth, the thought that I am going to work myself up into a state where I actually have an orgasm excites me. It has been known to excite girlfriends and wives...
MasturbationIt’s hard to pin down the moment when I first had the idea to become a pimp and make my wife a whore. Many thoughts were swirling around in my mind at the time. My beautiful wife Anne, my high school sweetheart, and I had just celebrated our tenth year of marriage. I had recently taken over management of my father’s company and needed to find a way to motivate my sales force. I didn’t at first put together my wife and my all male sales force in my head, but once I did, I couldn’t get it out. I...
Hello indian sex stories dot net readers, I am Wade, I travel around all over the nation, working for a good cause in the society, but mostly based out of Calcutta. Due to the nature and success of my work I often get invited to give motivational speeches, conduct interactions with students and Q&A programs. This story involves around one of the motivational speeches I had given in a school. I was in invited to an Army School to give a motivational speech and to inspire particularly the...
I stood trembling, staring at the face of my fourteen-year-old daughter standing in the doorway of the conference room. Normally, this wasn’t a big deal. Yunjin often dropped in after school. The warehouse I’d converted into the office space for my business, Mizzytique, wasn’t too far from Washington High where she attended. However, today wasn’t the usual office meeting. The twenty-five employees, all female, of my company were in various states of undress as they openly masturbated,...
At the end of a boring School day, Ms. Saba gets an unexpected visitor with an even more unexpected request. Story Four of the Ms. Saba Spanking SeriesPOV work of fiction.The clock struck three and with it came the end of the school day and since it was Friday, the ringing of the bell also marked the start of my two day weekend. While others went out partying and whatnot, I spent my time cleaning my house, reading, and getting in my five daily prayers in accordance to my religion. I consider...
This is Bond and I am back with conclusion of ‘Motivating school girls’. Thank you for the overwhelming response to the previous story. Well I have to confess something, I am really really into older women who are passionate about being physical and still keep the energy to be active in their sex life, basically I love cougars and MILFs. I concluded my story that I was literally caught with my pants down and dick inside an underage girl, those who haven’t read it yet, I suggest you give it a...
Mark woke suddenly in a cold sweat. God, what a horrible nightmare! He started to try to piece it together, but realized he had a much more urgent problem. His cock was hard as a steel bar, and jerking like it was about to explode. That would never do; Mark slept in the nude and, if he went off like he was sure he was about to, the bed would be a total mess. He looked over at the shape of his wife sleeping next to him. She was out cold. There was no way he could get her awake and ready for...
Kathy paced in front of her acting partner as he sat on the couch in front of her. They were having trouble figuring out their characters’ motivations for the scene they were rehearsing. “You see these, boy?” she asked her partner in character, her arm gesturing to a nonexistent award cabinet. “These are mine, and I’m damned proud of them.” “They’re incredible,” her partner Rob replied, looking at the same empty air. She continued, “I earned these. What makes you think you’re worth anything...
There are many techniques/spells throughout the world/multiverse, and some are hidden/forbidden to be used due to either repercussions from using them or the power they hold if someone was able to use them. At least one such technique has been discovered and now you have that power to use it as you please. The question is: what is the power? Is it the power of acceptance? People will accept your actions no matter what they are or whatever you say is accepted as fact. Is it the power to corrupt...
FantasyThe silence was deafening. And although we had repeatedly spoken at length in preparation for this evening, we knew that talking about it now – though it might be stimulating – might also jinx the occasion. Plus, the mental images that we were likely both having might have been just as stimulating. We had discussed it enough and we both knew it was time to put our plan into action. Therefore, we both sat silently watching the car lights and dark landscape pass as we drove.There were so many...
ExhibitionismChapter Five: I realize I needed to understand Robert's motivation and desires betterIt happens again the next morning.I arose early, slipped out of bed without waking Robert. Silently, I went into the bathroom. I turned the water on, giving the hot water time to work its way through the pipes for my warm shower. While waiting for the water to warm up, I stared into the mirror and assessed my thirty nine year old body. Objectively speaking, I was in excellent shape. My breasts were firm and...
TabooMotivation at work…. After my college, I joined as trainee in a software company in Chennai. I was 25 yrs old. It was a new world for me. We were put into a batch to undergo initial training. There was a good mix of boys & girls. Some of the girls were good looking but seemed conservative. I myself was very excited. Seducing someone was not high on my agenda. I wanted to work hard and get into a good project. We were put in a classroom which had computers on each desk. There were about 20 of...
I got home to find Jen very cool toward me and she didn't offer any clues as to why. I wondered if it was because I had taken off with her sister. Did she go in my room and discover the fax from Miss Sterling? Had Beverly called? Shit! I had given Nadine my email address. Jen wouldn't open my email, would she? Ed wasn't any help either. I went upstairs and checked my email. There were no messages, but I changed my password anyway. I was checking the desk in my room for fingerprints when...
Studying is never enjoyable, but one supported study after school proved that wrong. I was first in the drama classroom, so I started putting the tables together to make one big table in the middle of the classroom so that everyone could fit around the table. Once I had finished that, I looked at my phone and noticed I had five new texts, every single one of them saying that a different person wasn’t coming to supported study anymore. Great. So it was going to be just me and Mrs Flocker....
Straight SexHere's a technique for the guys to use.If you can keep control doing this it sure has its rewards. When you're fucking your woman rub her clit at the same time but do it at an opposite speed. So if you're hammering away at her go for the hard pressure, slow grind on her love button. However, if you're going for long slow sensuous fucking give her clit a very light and very rapid teasing. Not sure why it works but it gets a woman cumming in no time in my experience!Good luck and let me know if...
Just fifteen minutes before five o’clock, and the beach was beginning to empty out. This was probably one of the best times to venture out into the sand, and enjoy the sun. Most of the tourists, or at least the ones who chose to come to this beach, were packing up and leaving to go have dinner. There was probably another hour or so before the sun was about to set, so it was best to find a spot soon. That was a bit difficult, because people at the good spots hadn’t left yet.Raising a hand over...
ExhibitionismIt's Friday night and you're staring dumbly at your laptop screen. Jeff and Trip left an hour ago for some party off campus. You can hear drunken yelling coming from somewhere outside your dorm followed by the sound of a bottle smashing against the pavement. Five minutes earlier, you're pretty sure you heard someone throwing up in the dorm bathroom. You should be with Jeff and Trip. You should be out there, drunk and yelling. Hell, you could even be the guy praying to the porcelain god. But...
First let me tell you a little about myself. I am 27, long black hair to my ass, hazel eyes, 5 foot 7 inches tall and I weigh right at 135 lbs... My breasts are perfect, or so I’m told anyway, perfect aureoles that I find pleasant to look at. I have a models build and am considered beautiful by most men and quite a few ladies…giggling! I could probably have any man, or woman, I wanted if I played my cards right, but, it wasn't a person I wanted at that stage of my life, it was a horse! This a...
He heard her shuffle around next to him, but kept his word, and left the blindfold on. “I meant it, y’know,” Sally said. “When I said you looked delicious.”“I believe you,” he replied. “And when I was rubbing you with the ice, I had an idea, but the lights went out first, so I just pounced, y’know?” Sally reasoned. “But now…” she held his dick upright. “Now I want to do it right.”Lenny felt something cold and thick being poured on his dick, slowly trickling down the sides. “What…” he...
First Time“Bon appetit,” McGregor declared, slamming a large pan down on the table. Zhari examined the contents, it looked like the carcass of a bird of some kind. The skin was golden brown, with white meat protruding here and there. It was resting in a bed of assorted vegetables, none of which she recognized. “What is it?” She asked skeptically. “Roast turkey, with a side of roast sweet potatoes and turnips. I figured a chicken wouldn’t make much of a meal for you. Try the vegetables, they’re cooked...
Monday, September 26 to the end of 2005 (Continued) The usual jock-related crap didn't occupy much of our time, as there were too many other fun things to do. Carol and I had both enjoyed "Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl" (I'm pretty sure for different reasons, although we both agreed that we liked Johnny Depp), so I booked out one of the local movie theaters on Nov 7, the day "Dead Man's Chest" came out. Me, Carol, and a hundred of our closest friends saw the...
Rodney Valentine’s throat was sore from his screaming. His knuckles were scratched and bruised from pounding on that poor, unsuspecting asshole who didn’t know any better. Rodney was especially pissed because no one could figure out why he was so pissed off in the first place. Valentine and his posse of teammates arrived at the house party a little bit later than everyone else, as usual. It was an unwritten rule that the host of the party would have the game highlights from that weekend’s...
The men worked the next day, but not at quite the feverish pace they'd put on the week before. This didn't surprise anyone as the men were really tired, plus they'd each had to masturbate before leaving the house the night before, to even make their lives tolerable. To make things a little better, the incentive tasks for the week had been reduced so that each man could catch their breath, get a good night's sleep, and even have some personal time. No one worked on Sunday, but Bill did...
"What did you discover?" asked Annabelle. "I've told you about Fifi." "Yes." "Well up until 2004, she was the only bimbo I had been with during my time at Venus. Then over the next couple of years I starred in productions alongside a multitude of female co-stars. Now the pretence of 'research' was over, Venus was free to have me fuck just as many different girls as I did guys." "I don't get the difference. Why put you with a different guy every It was a day yet the same...
For decades, the Borg had been attempting to assimilate the Federation. Everything they tried failed. Even Locutus was a spectacular failure and the Queen had especially high hopes for that one. Now, with the utter collapse of nearly 85% of the transwarp network and mounting resistance from the humans, the Collective had to try something more radical. The Collective had encountered many unusual technologies over the centuries. The most recent, though, was so unusual that only one species...
I have probably had an intense foot fetish even before that time in second grade when I dreamt of my teacher swinging above me dressed in fragrant black nylons, dangling her intoxicating, aromatically arousing feet near my face. And before a friend’s older sister punished him in front of me, ( He had been late and she threatened to tell their mother). He begged her not to so she told him "GET ON YOUR KNEES AND SMELL MY FEET!!! Which he did and I wanted to.. Well one cannot simply wait for these...
Gradually, the circular floor steadily kept plumping, eventually settling ninety something meters below the ceiling of the hall, as a judges' stage at the epicenter of the four fighting stages. All the cheering spectators, whether those socializing or those who had already picked seats in advance, halted their acclamations in an abrupt and frozen manner right around the time of the participants' complete descent. The participants, backers and even the well informed beautiful emissary...
Alice was quiet at cocktail time. She told Dave she was thinking about just how much she wanted to loosen up, so he left her alone and didn’t try to pry her thoughts from her as he might have otherwise, being a concerned husband. Pam was traveling, so also wasn’t around to probe. The next night at dinner Alice seemed to have reached some resolution. She was upbeat and amazingly alive. Dave commented, “You’re much different tonight than last night.” Pam, who’d come home that afternoon,...
I love reading stories in Lush that are set in some natural scene. You know the kind of thing – solo camping when two horny girls pitch a tent next door, randy chalet girls on a skiing holiday, hiking through the woods when you happen upon a couple making love on the bank by a waterfall and they ask you to join in.All good fantasy and the kind that I wished would happen to me one day.But life’s not like that. It never happens to you, does it? Only to other people, or only in fantasy erotic...
BDSMDespite the title, readers who like the kinds of stories I like will not find this one unlike those kinds. Not for those below appropriate ages or states of mind. AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT by Vickie Tern We were married, but the last few years I'd seen very little of him. He'd concentrated on running the company and driving it to financial success, with no time for hobbies or side interests. Then precipitously, as...
Your boss invited you and your wife to a party at his mansion. When you arrived you knew something was wrong. He walked out into the foyer to greet you and said that he had a proposition for you.As we walked in I could see 5 other men in the living room, where rope was dangling from the ceiling. “Lets be honest,” he said with a grin. “This isn’t a party that you’re going to enjoy. My proposition to you is that you let, myself and my friends here, tie up your beautiful wife and take turns...
I’m an eighteen year old plus sized girl and more mature than half the people in my town. I graduated early, have a decent car, am single, living on my own, and enjoying life. I have a job working part time at the local library. I didn’t want to socialize with deadbeats at malls or snobby rich teens at pricey restaurants. Therefore I’ve chosen a job where I wouldn’t see any of them step foot in. I have been working all day and am exhausted however, I am still not done. I’ve been assigned to...
Quickie SexThe next few days at Gracely House were a blur for Gwen. The tempo of each day was the same. Morning and afternoon were for private time, which often meant one-on-one tutoring from Mrs. Gracely, and evening was for group lessons. After lunch each day, Mrs. Gracely instructed the students about subjects such as safe sex, avoiding diseases and pregnancy. Her curriculum was intended to prepare the teens completely. Gwen's cocksucking skills improved, and soon she could skillfully milk a male...
Am I crazy? I sat in a large overstuffed brown leather arm chair outside a door marked "employees only" waiting for Jessica. Second thoughts? Oh yes. Once I was alone all those memories of our time together came rushing back. Sure, we were like that line from that Eagles' song, "Life in the Fast lane". "They had one thing in common they were good in bed..." At twenty two that seemed enough. A couple of weeks after we were engaged on Christmas Eve 2001, we moved into an upscale...
“Can we smoke again daddy?” Lisa asked which I thought would relax Lindsay a little more, I fired it up and passed it around, I sat on the floor in front of them and we were all in a giggly mood. Lindsay took a big hit and her knees parted as her head went back enjoying the inhale, this gave me a perfect view up her little black skirt, her smooth thighs went up to her bunched-up panties which at first sight looked oversize.I was still naked and Lisa started playing with my cock with her feet as...
Oh God that feels so fucking good, that’s it hammer myPussy. You like watching your outsize black dick going in and out ofMy snug white pussy. It looks so lovely doesn’t it?Yea right there, fuck me, fuck me, I’m cummingOh shit I’m cumming. Fuck me harder, beat that pussy up.Kiss me while you pound me, um, um, Thinking to myselfThis is heaven. I have lost count of how many timesI have had a mind blowing orgasm. Fucking someone That is your husband, black, and u******e is so taboo.God, I wish I...
Rachel moments: memoirs of my cousin sister Part 1Rachel – my best friend, my confidante, my cousin sister. Rachel and I were born 4 months apart, and we grew up together – spending some of our most pivotal moments together. When we were young enough so we were still close, but not so young that I don’t remember those times – Rachel was the first sexual experience I had. We were sitting in the Jacuzzi together when Rachel got out to shower. I continued sitting when to my surprise, Rachel got...
My ‘first time’ was with Denise, who I met during my first year of college at the Homecoming Dance. She was a junior on the swim team and editor of the school paper. She wore a gray plaid skirt, white long sleeve shirt with a burgundy bow. At five feet four inches tall with shoulder length blond hair, she looked stunning. As we danced to a slow number on the crowded dance floor, Denise pressed herself against me. Taking me off guard, her lips met mine as she kissed me. I kissed her back very...
My wife Amber and I just got back from our two day vacation in Toronto. We don't get out together a lot because of work and other reasons so we decided that we finally needed a getaway. What a getaway it turned out to be too. I'll start by saying that Amber and I have been together for 10 years and married for over 3 years now. Amber is 29 years old, 5'9", blond hair that comes down past her shoulders to her mid back, sexy green eyes and big pouty lips that make me hard just looking at them....
Chapter 1I first posted this story on literotica. I’ve received a decent response, so I decided to share it on other sites. It is an ongoing webnovel and there are currently 10 chapters.Author's Shitty Initial SynopsisIt's basically about a guy who finds himself in a land of angels and demons. Since the world is only inhabited by females, it's up to him to teach them the ways of sexual pleasure.Join Blaze, as he experiences the seemingly utopian society of the angels only to find out that both...
NovelsTen minutes. Time passes at different rates. When something you are hoping for is awaited, time drags. When you’re in the dentist’s waiting room, time drags then too because you want the ordeal over. But when you are trying to formulate an answer to a question, the allotted period flies past. I watched the clock’s hands and I swear they moved faster than normal. I could think of nothing but what was on the other side of that door. Twice I stood, preparing to leave, to fly away. Something deep...
I had been wandering the school grounds taking photos for inclusion in the senior class year book. I had managed to snap pictures of most of my classmates when Ann Hunt came up to me. "Hi Grant ... I understand that you are a pretty good photographer. I was wondering if you could take some photos of me for a special friend" she asked. My immediate thought was "Sexy ones" - thinking to myself but unfortunately it transferred to Ann too. "Oh shit" I thought to myself this...
After eighteen years of marriage, I finally convinced my wife, Nancy, to participate in a swingers party. Nancy was a very sensual lady and loved to fuck. In recent years she had become very adept at sucking cock. I knew she would be a hit at the party.Several guys at work had been regaling me with stories of their swinging parties and had invited me and Nancy to attend on numerous occasions. I knew they all wanted to fuck Nancy and I had to admit there were several wives I wouldn’t mind...
SwingersI'm 20 years old and I'll call myself Alex. A somewhat normal kid making it through school. I was at my parents house for spring break. I went all out last year and decided to take it easy this time. My parents were away on business in Reno. My dad was a high baller investor so there was money laying around for me and my sister. My sister Meryl was a year younger than me and super hot. She was 5'5" 115 pounds. Perfect body. Great 36c breasts and a tight ass. It sounds strange to describe her...
IncestBoom! That sound, accompanied by the maniacal laughter coming from Gotham National Bank, seemed to spell nothing but trouble for the citizens of Gotham City. Indeed, The Joker emerged from the bank with hordes of henchmen carrying bags of cash, all of them giggling with glee. Few would have noticed his loyal henchwoman, Harley Quinn, was trailing behind them. Forced to carry two bags of cash - the sheer weight of the bags, the greasepaint covering her face and skintight suit was starting to...