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ive answred the BLACK DICK QUESTIONNAIRE1. WHEN U 1ST ADDRESS 'INITIAL TOUCH' THE DICK, DO U... A.KISS/TONGUE THE HEAD B.KISS/TONGUE THE SHAFT EXPLAINi suck on the bottom of yor balls if u want me 2 kiss yor dick u can tell me or make me 2. AS U WORSHIP THE DICK, DO U... A. TAKEOVER THE DICK AND HANDLE IT THE WAY U KNOW HOW B. WAIT FOR INSTRUCTIONS EXPLAINi want instructions or u can make me ill wait 4 u 2 grab my hair and pull my head up and push yor cock in my mouth but i wont do it until u...
I saw this on some other peoples profiles, and thought I'd have a go. So, enjoy! If we have anything in common, then drop me a DM!Food for thought :joy: Thought I'd have a go at your questionnaire :D Are you male or female? Male Age? 26At what age did you start masturbating? 14How many times a week do you masturbate? Full blown ejaculation probably 4 times a week, depends how busy I am.How many times do you orgasm each time you play with yourself? Define orgasm :P Where do you masturbate: In...
“Dad, I Have a Question.”This is the story of a man and his curious teenage daughter, and his efforts to answer her questions about human sexual arousal and response. Although he attempts to explain things to her, she prefers a “hands-on” approach to learning.* * * * * * * * * *“Dad?” my daughter asked, as she handed my car keys back to me.“What, sweetie?”“Can I ask you a question?”“Sure.”“It's kind of embarrassing,” she said.“Jamie, you know you can ask me anything. What do you want to...
Kevin and Linda were on their way down to Jim and Nancy's house again. It was a thirty mile trip each way, but they made it at least once a month because ... well, because of several reasons, mostly different reasons for each of them. For Kevin, it was a chance to break out, in a small way, from the box he had let himself get trapped into when he married Linda. He hadn't really wanted to get married in the first place, but, damn, Linda was so fucking hot, and he was dying to be able to spend...
The Question By The Professor I'll answer your question, but before I do, I need to tell you a story. It's a story about me - about who I am and who I was. It's a long story, so settle back and I'll tell it to you as best I can. My name wasn't always the name I use today. My given name was Larry... Larry Boyd. That's right. That's what I was. If you want to leave now, you can. I'll understand. No? I'm impressed. I... I didn't think any man would still be sitting there after I...
It all started out with a question, admittedly an incredibly personal one, but a question nevertheless. Laurie was no more than a casual acquaintance I’d met her at the school where I dropped off my two grandkids that I babysit during the day while my daughter and her husband are at work. Laurie on the other hand was a stay at home mum, with a child in kindergarten, which to start with shows the age disparity between the two of us. Anyway after the usual chit-chat, such as nice day, lousy...
‘People always ask the wrong questions.’ A cloud of beer breath enveloped me and I looked up to see a typical Friday night lager jockey. Six pints in, tie askew, sweaty, aging skin loose and jowly. Washed up on my table, spun into me by a social eddy, pushed loose from his office friends by a strange current in the busiest pub in London. He looked down at me, searching for comprehension in my eyes. ‘And then they get the wrong answers,’ he continued, his logical emphatic. There seemed to be...
Megan’s QuestionsChapter One In our house, I have an office tucked back in a quiet area of the second floor. I am a columnist for a local newspaper, writing about politics and current events in our community, and nationally. I do contribute to other newspapers with my own byline. I am lucky as I can work from home on my computer. There are times when I must make an appearance at the ?salt-mines?, doing my column while in the offices of our newspaper. One afternoon, just...
April 23, 1983, McKinley, Ohio “Tasha demanded you not date me?” Janey asked. “Actually, she requested that if I date her, I not date anyone at either church because of the trouble it could cause with her father, the priests, and Vladyka ARKADY.” “Very neatly excluding me by appealing to your desire for peace.” “I know that’s how it looks, but honestly, I wasn’t seeing you at the time, and certainly didn’t believe you were going to show up here tonight to talk to me, or any other time for...
The Question He woke up with a hard-on. The question was what to do with it.He thought of Janey, whom he'd been with last night; they'd had a fine evening, dinner and a show, and back to her place for a nightcap.Janey was a touch over five feet tall, and by this man's standards, she was wonderfully proportioned. She'd attained an extra layer or two of fat, and the man appreciated it, knowing it would serve her well if she ever went on that North Pole excursion, or was suddenly transferred to...
Edited with my thanks by Barney R. Messed with by me. All mistakes are mine. My mind conjured up all kinds of terrible things that that question could be about. We were sitting in the living room, listening to classical music on the stereo. I was reading ‘Romeo and Juliet’. I had read it many times, so I was only half concentrating on the book. Annette, my wife of 6 years, was sitting across from me and she too was reading. The first CD finished and the changer was bringing up the next...
My junior year in college was notable mainly for a dry spell where women were concerned. I’d had a girlfriend in freshman year and another one as a sophomore, but while the relationships were intensely sexual for a time they petered out for a lack of interest, mostly on my part. Neither woman could hold up her end of a conversation, and hanging out with them got to be dull.What all this meant is that except for a few one or two-night stands, my sex life during junior year mostly involved...
BisexualA guy having an early breakfast at a small diner, meets a lady and then unexpected things start to happen. Things he would have never thought possible. IT ALL STARTED WITH A QUESTION! Part #1 It started out like any normal Saturday morning. It was a nice cool, bright sunny day in early October. The year 1971, and I was sitting alone, at the far end of a counter, in an old-style diner. The diner is not my normal breakfast hang out. I was mainly here, because one of the best...
Would you help my wife and I have a child?This question came from a customer of mine that also happens to be my Doctor. Sharon and I have been friends for many years but travel in different circles, so we don't socialize often. I ran into Sharon at the local grocery store last Sunday morning. Since we both seemed to be following the same direction through the store, we chatted along the way.We started with the weather and slowly moved into more personal material. We were about...
ThreesomesThe Question Janet L. Stickney [email protected] The question was not would I leave the safety of the house, the real question is, do I have the nerve. I thought that I looked wonderful but maybe not, and by leaving my room, then the house, I would be putting myself at risk of exposure and discovery, but I have no choice. I have to do it, so gathering myself, and for the very first time, I yanked open my bedroom door ready to step out into an unknown future, and found...
My business continued to grow over the next three months. Word got out about my contract with Winston Candy and my success with the Helmvac start-up. Soon, I was getting calls from companies I had never heard of, asking for advice on one machine or another. I was wise enough to know that I could get bogged down in learning new equipment if I wasn't careful, so each time I got one of those calls, I requested a manual and a written description of the problems they were encountering, preferably...
So, this happened in the later part of the '80s. Me and about 8 of my mates were in a technologies course, and just finished a very stressful exam, so we decided to head to a pub that was having a "Women Pay Cover," and drink for free.So we showed up, and there were about 7:1 ratio of women to us blokes. Anyway, as we were getting our liquid courage up, a couple of my mates were asking the ladies to dance, and as normal, the more liquid courage my mates got, the ladies were getting their liquid...
The Last Question Dorothy was shown into the office by a handsome man, and she found herself struggling to hold back a blush. She sat down across from his boss, who had to be one of the most beautiful women she had ever seen in her life, and a flash of envy went through her before she remembered. Like Dorothy, she started off as a male, but her ... transformation was far from her idea ... "How can I help you?" the woman asked. "I ... need your help. I am transitioning, as...
We returned home a bit past her bedtime, but Ellen needed a shower. She stunk. I was reading April a bedtime story when Ellen came in from the shower. Ellen fell asleep almost as soon as she sat on April’s bed. I got April tucked in and then carried Ellen to her bed. After midnight, I headed to bed to find Vicky in my bed wearing only panties that were barely big enough not to call them a thong. “Can I sleep with you tonight?” Vicky asked. “Sure. I’m going to get a quick shower and pull...
I was late afternoon when my 19 year old sister bust into my room, my back was to her and before I could turn around she blurted out “Do you want to have sex with me?” As I turned around all I could managed to say was “WHAT?” Mia was standing there, her hands on her hips said “Do you want to fuck me?” “Hell yes” I answered. With that she turned and left my room. I got up from my desk and followed her, as I entered her room I asked “What was that all about?” She didn't answer, just asked...
They had already started the icebreaker when Catherine and I walked in. "Hey! No clothes allowed!" Candy and Mandy yelled together. Catherine and I stripped where we stood, throwing our clothes in a pile by the door. Natalie, Grace, and Nicky were sitting on the couch. They scooted closer together, leaving a spot for me between Nicky and Grace. Jeff was in one of the big leather chairs with Debbie on his lap. John and Sarah shared the other one. Candy, Mandy, and Randi, were crowded...
I awoke the next morning after a night of intense lucid dreams with no recollection of how I had ended up in my own bed. All I remembered was venting my unmet desire to get laid with a quick, loveless wank. It took me a while to realize Emily had come to my room to wake me up.She was gently rubbing my cheek with the back of her hand when she spoke, “Rise and shine, sleepyhead. Breakfast is ready?”I looked at her through half-closed, drowsy eyes and mumbled something unintelligible about...
TeenThere's an old saying, "If you don't ask you don't get," and it applies to all sorts of aspects of life. I once read an interview with Rod Stewart, at that time one of rock's leading lotharios, in which he revealed a pulling technique he used at parties.Early in the evening, he would start talking to the girl he most fancied and after a few preliminaries he would say, "Would sex be out of the question?" And of course, most of them either told him to get lost or slapped him in the face....
Group SexBob slid his arm around Carol and pulled her to him for a long deep kiss. It was hot and passionate and obviously both of them were nervous and terribly excited. Bob unbuttoned her blouse slowly, button by button. When the last button was done he slipped his hands inside and cupped her bare beauties. She loved the feel of his hands squeezing and rolling. As he toyed with her hard nipples he watched her them darken and swell as Carol moaned with pleasure. He kissed and sucked on each of them...
Wednesday evening when Dave got home from work, he was surprised to see Jason and Robyn Riggs sitting at one of the high-top tables with Dale and Susan. They already had drinks. He walked over and said hello. Dale explained, “They were here on the weekend, and I thought I’d show them what a weekday ‘homecoming’ was like.” Dave chuckled, “OK. If you want to participate you need to take a little initiative to get things started then people will know it’s all right to cross a boundary.” On...
“Wow! You gotta read this, babe! It’s hilarious!” Amber called out to her boyfriend, Jason. “Can’t, the shootout is about to start,” Jason replied as he ran from the kitchen with a cold beer in hand from the refrigerator, back to the couch in Amber’s living room. “Stupid hockey,” Amber mumbled to herself, and called out to Jason, “Never mind then, sweetie!” Amber was in the process of writing an essay on human sexuality. Much to her disappointment, the professor had each student write down a...
BDSMThe following story contains graphic sexual scenes between two men or more. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is mostly fiction. It is purely a fantasy of mine however it is based on sexual acts and situations I have been apart of. Additionally, the actions of the characters in this story are in no way intended to show...
It was the last Thursday night of the month and time for another session of Ten Questions. Bill and I were headed for our favorite campus watering hole to find this month's lucky contestants. We walked into 'The White Tiger Tavern' and headed for the bar. The place was not too crowded, but it was still early. We ordered a beer then leaned back to check out the babes. Several potential candidates entered the bar, but unfortunately all were with a date. We hit pay-dirt about twenty minutes...
Dear Rob, On my flight out to DC last week, it got kind of interesting, and I think you'll enjoy the details. I had an aisle seat, in the very back row, and after I was seated, the person in the middle seat showed up so I stood to let her in. I didn't catch on at first that the man and young boy coming along behind her were husband and son, who seated themselves in the same row but on the other side of the aisle. Once she and he started talking across the aisle, and she passed a sweatshirt...
I noticed the new comers the day they moved into the house. I lived in a secluded area at the top of a small mountain in the Rockies. The cul-de- sac contained only seven houses, each quite nice, you might even say mansions, if they weren't such rustic designs. I had moved here a few years ago and of course knew all my neighbors. When the Franks moved to the beach, I was surprised, but they were like all of the other residents, older late 50s to mid-60s; the cold weather and snow...
Martin sighed under his breath as he had heard it all before but since losing his job at the local factory, the meagre redundancy pay had gone in the blink of an eye, he had been unable to get another job so all they had was income support and the few quid that his wife earned in the local pub, cash in hand doing the odd shift behind the bar. He would like to say they were making ends meet but he knew he would be lying as they were slipping deeper and deeper into debt. “Well I got a chance...
Copyright, [email protected] Another story by Pagan. Questions, questions, questions. Look at you now, was it only four weeks ago I said those same words. Sitting on my big double bed I remember looking in the ornate dressing tablemirror, look at you now Mrs Susan Watts; it was so strange to be called Watts,21 years as Harbert, and for the last month Mrs Rupert Watts. A month of bliss. My mind went back to that lovely honeymoon in the Seychellesand the things a new wife experienced. I...
“Did you mean what you said? I can talk to you about anything. Ask you anything?” He asked evenly. She moved to the corner of the couch, leaning her weight against it. Without noticing, she pulled the light robe she wore a little more tightly around her. “What happened tonight?” she asked softly. He held out his right arm and patted the open space on the sofa beside him. “Sit next to me.” She wasn’t sure why this alarmed her, but it did. Sit? Fuck. Waking her up in the middle of...
QUESTIONS, QUESTIONS, QUESTIONS When she got to work she rushed to the restroom to check if she had gotten her period, thank God she hadn’t, but why was she so wet down there? Through out the day Rose had all of these questions in the back of her head, so mush so that she had a hard time focusing. Why did he want her? She isn’t pretty why is he interested in her? What should she tell her mother and father, no she can’t they will think she was out there looking for a boyfriend! And so this is...
TeenMy friend Debra knew my sex life with my husband is very active, and thought that if anyone could answer he question I could. I was at hime and she popped in for a coffee! As we was drinking it she turned to me and said, ‘have you ever had piss play with your husband’ I almost chocked on my coffee and blurted our “what.!” She looked at me and said the her by wanted to try piss play but she wasn’t sure on it. I was a little embarrassed if I’m honest and said “if you don’t like it, don’t do it.”...
To Sew or be Sewn Upon, That is the Question By Ricky I think I've changed my mind. I'm flexible, I can be convinced by reasoned argument, I wouldn't want to be considered dogmatic. So I must tell you my sewing machine has convinced me there is no alternative to SRS. It's true, for my entire life as a crossdresser I have never had any urge to become a woman, and have said so at length and with some vigor to anyone who would listen to me blather on, but that's all over. I once...
HumorThis is the first time writingThe last night of the theatre show i worked on the cast and crew had a cast party. Being involved with theatre i am around people flirting with each other all the time. I am pretty oblivious/desensitize to all of it. When a friend said he was going home I told him I would walk to our cars down the campus together. Walking past a greek open theater being built we decided to jump the fence and look at the concrete stage and outer shell of the building thats been...
The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between two men and women. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is mostly fiction. It is purely a fantasy of mine however it is based on sexual acts and situations I have been apart of. Additionally, the actions of the characters in this story are in no way intended to show...
Still Monday July 7th, 2015. A government building somewhere in London. (smiled.oddly.hosts) I was made to sit alone in a room for about ten minutes, so ordered by a man who clearly had no intention of getting me a cup of tea. And I did ask, twice. He was a bit shorter than me, but also a bit wider. Instead of a suit he wore something that was supposed to give him a military look but made me think of a fisherman: a brown shirt, brown carpenter pants, army boots. He was ginger, but his hair...
We met beside the creek that runs below Palmers’ Cottage. They do say folks named Palmer actually did live in the cottage, back when, but it was before my day. The shabby old house had stood empty all my life. It was a hot day. I’d sat on the flat gray slab of rock where the Palmers had probably pounded their laundry clean. I’d tucked up my skirt and dangled my 12-year-old feet in the creek to cool them off. ‘What’re you doin’, there?’ The question startled me so, I nearly fell in the water...
Megan’s QuestionsChapter One? ? ? ?In our house, I have an office tucked back in a quiet area of the second floor.? I am a columnist for a local newspaper, writing about politics and current events in our community, and nationally.? I do? contribute to other newspapers with my own byline.? I am lucky as I can work from home on my computer.? There are times when I must make an appearance at the ?salt-mines?, doing my column while in the offices of our newspaper.? ? ? ?One afternoon, just before...
Naomi Powers opened the front door to her dingy apartment. She tossed her purse on the table in the hallway and kicked off her shoes allowing them to land where they would. Her neatly ordered world was back to the chaos that it had been that night thirty-one years ago when she was just a baby. An eight month old baby learning to crawl. Through her mother’s blood when she did not answer her cries. They say her father found her there asleep in her mother’s cold arms the next morning when his...
"Paw-paw, from a guys perspective, how important is it for a woman to swallow?" my granddaughter asked, shocking me more than I thought possible. Ellie is the oldest child of my daughter and her Baptist minister husband. He's a good man, provides well for his family but we've never seen eye to eye on child rearing. He's a stereotypical domineering father who made her wash off make up, wouldn't let her go on car dates and thinks every guy is going to knock her up. If you saw Ellie, you...
Tackling the age old question… are two heads better than one? I remember some years back, I was about 25-26 tears old and working my ass off building homes. The constant back pain was always on my mind and consequently a part of several conversations I had trying to find relief. I tried massage, heating pads and enough liniments to stock a pharmacy shelf, with little success. Then one day my buddy Ian invited me and my girlfriend over for an evening of dinner and drinks, which sounded great. I...
Mal was still asleep when I got up. It was a Sunday so she’d probably bask in her slumber as long as she could. God, she was beautiful as she slept. I stopped and watched her for a moment before going to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. Her hair was sprawled out over the pillow and I could barely make out her silhouette beneath it. She was wearing one of my t-shirts and making it look better than it ever had. Knowing her, she was wearing my boxers as well, but I’d just have to wait until...
Bob climbed up the stairs of the German building to his top floor flat with a 23 year old brunette who had been giving him the eye since he arrived three weeks earlier. 5’7′, an ass that bulged in the pair of jeans she was wearing and a pair of gorgeous 36D tits that strained under the grey t-shirt, the girl was apparently travelling in Europe after splitting from her long term boyfriend. Bob wasn’t sure she was really over him, wondered if she wanted to get back with him, but right now she...
“You are going to have to push Mrs. Oakley,” the Doctor said, peering up from behind his mask between Farrah’s spread legs, “On three, okay?” The moment had finally come and Farrah was so nervous she wanted to vomit right then and there. Her husband, Jeremey, was right beside her, holding her hand like had promised, encouraging her as he had promised, waiting for his newborn son to come into this world. “One.” Farrah felt so dizzied she might pass out. It was finally happening. All these long...
Interracial"Can I ask you a question?" said Kate with a sudden serious tone that seemed at odds with the lighthearted feeling of post-party relaxation."Sure," I said.It was gone two in the morning. The office party had ended an hour before when the hired venue had spewed out a horde of drunken revellers, reeking of alcohol and high spirits, and no small amount of mortified regret on the part of some of our colleagues. Kate and I had said our goodbyes, then linked arms and staggered to my apartment,...
As a young k** I helped her husband with projects. He passed and she looked to me for help. I did yard work for spending money. I bought my own school things and food by age 12. I had yard work in summer and projects for neighbors in winter. Widow was very old and so nice. I mowed her lawn in summer and heat was harsh. She had AC and cold drinks like few around. I came in and she pulled my shirt off; handed me a towel to dry off. Sit down and drink this. May I ask you a question? Sure, at what...
Bob climbed up the stairs of the German building to his top floor flat with a 23 year old brunette who had been giving him the eye since he arrived three weeks earlier. 5'7", an ass that bulged in the pair of jeans she was wearing and a pair of gorgeous 36D tits that strained under the grey t-shirt, the girl was apparently travelling in Europe after splitting from her long term boyfriend. Bob wasn't sure she was really over him, wondered if she wanted to get back with him, but right now she was...
ReluctanceTackling the age old question... are two heads better than one?I remember some years back, I was about 25-26 tears old and working my ass off building homes. The constant back pain was always on my mind and consequently a part of several conversations I had trying to find relief. I tried massage, heating pads and enough liniments to stock a pharmacy shelf, with little success. Then one day my buddy Ian invited me and my girlfriend over for an evening of dinner and drinks, which sounded great. I...
BisexualThe nurse asked me for the baby’s names so she could complete the birth paperwork. I could only tell her not to put me down as the father or give him my surname. Didn’t go down too well with the in-laws. Okay, so it was a real shitty thing to do to my in-laws, not good at all. I genuinely hated to have to do it; they’d always been more than okay with me, and I’d liked them back. Trouble was, as I’d feared might happen, my hand was being forced before I was quite intending to lower the...
Once upon a time, in the days of the now-dissolved Evil Empire, the Soviet Government told a very lovely and intelligent blonde girl named Yana, who had just graduated from the People's Collective School #1369, home of the Muscovy Musk Oxen soccer team, that she wanted to work in the nuclear industry. She chose becoming a nuclear scientist over becoming a pick-and-shovel miner for uranium ore in the Novosibirskiye Islands north of the Arctic Circle where there is no uranium. Seven years...
The following day was Friday. As usual Mike did his morning trek to the Student Center to buy his normal cup of regular coffee. As usual, Ruthie was wearing her apron and little else: just a pair of old running shorts, a thin t-shirt, and her battered running shoes. Mike wondered how she withstood the walk from the dorm; because it was drizzling and the temperature outside was 48 degrees. It was obvious that she was not comfortable at all, because her skin was covered with goose-bumps and she...
When Eigis came back he immediately felt a sense of forbidding. The demon’s eyes were bright with hunger, and he moved quickly, scooping up the canister and circling around to stand behind Hiryu in the space of a breath. The young warrior gritted his teeth in disgust, hands clenching into helpless fists, as the demon’s warm wet tongue licked the back of his neck. “I’m glad you used the cream,” Eigis whispered. “Oh, and I forgot to mention, it’s made to make you smell really...
I had always been extremely sexual. I thought, why should I limit myself to just male or female? Why not both? That’s what first lead me to looking at and then answering my first personals ad. An ad looking for sex and it was posted by a couple, a Bi guy and his straight wife.It sounded amazing and their pictures were beautiful. I responded and after a few emails back and forth, agreed to meet. They suggested a hotel, something nuetral for our first meeting, the bar and maybe then a room. As as...
This was the first photo I saw of Steve on his man seeking man, personals profile page. I can’t tell you how many times tI looked at it, stared at it! For months I had been on the fence about answering an ad. I so wanted to experience being with a man but for so many reasons, I just had not done it yet. But my goodness, Steve was beautiful. I mean, look at that cock!So many nights I dreamed of it. So many times I had masturbated, wondering what it would be like. Wondering what a cock would...
January 2, 1993, Chicago, Illinois “Good morning, sleepyhead!” I said to Ellie when she finally woke. I’d been awake for well over an hour, but hadn’t wanted to wake Ellie, nor did I want her to feel abandoned. Samantha had woken a few minutes after me, and we’d kissed a few times before simply snuggling to wait for Ellie to wake up. “Last night was the best night of my life,” Ellie sighed. “We could do it again before we shower together,” I offered. “Oh God, would you?...