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An accidental touch in a moving vehicle, car, train, or bus, is normally followed by a sincere apology and embarrassed look.
It's when it's not, one tends to get angry and make their point known to the perpetrator, but therein also lies a paradox, the intentional intimate touch for some, can also be the spark that leads to darker things, especially when sex is involved.
People like myself, who really like sex, are always trigger happy when the mood takes over, because the prize at the end, is like the fix for the heroine addict, or a whiskey for the alcoholic.
Sex addicts come in many guises, only yesterday there was news of six women arrested for paedophile offences, and an equally notable increase of female teachers having full intercourse, with their pupils.
I moved into my out-of-town neighbourhood just under four years ago and I now possess the names and number of more than 30 married women, willing to party, with and without their spouses, and some are very very hot to look at.
If the internet has succeeded in doing anything, it has succeeded in liberating women like myself, freeing us up to search for the right length and girth, to find the right kinkiness to compliment the ongoing sexual encounter, enhancing and fulfilling our search for the ultimate orgasm.
Last week I succeeded in joining a party of equally minded individuals to participate in a masturbatory theme I have employed since a young girl, a theme that involved me having a sauna naked, full of old men, getting drunk and being abused, then discarded, covered in sperm and welts, it was painful, but God, did I have a mind-bending orgasm in front of them all.
I met him on-line as another Skype-r and chose to let him relieve himself on cam with me. As we got into our respective masturbatory poses I was taken aback at his girth and exposing myself to my fullest, told him I would love to meet up with him to get hold of his appendage.
He confirmed his similar need for me, so we swapped the customary email addies but I followed through with another request for a quickie the following day, and so on until within 7 days of our first meet, we telephoned and chatted, like we were old friends, instead of internet lovers.
I told him, when he asked me what was the sexiest thing that ever happened to me, was once, during late Winter in the North of the country, I was having a sauna on my own.
It was very dark and very cold outside, still snowing heavily and lying in this medium sized Sauna, about 20 meters away from the house, you were lulled into the cosiness and isolated feel, bathed in a warm glow from the low-wattage bulb and a thin-film sweat, as the steam settled onto every crevice of your body, exposed to the humid air.
I lay marvelling at my nudity against the pine smelling wooden slats, turning occasionally to admire the deep imprints across my bum, and in acknowledging their impressions, found my mind drifting in and out of these marks being put there by my house master, wielding a heavy plank, bringing it down across my quivering buttocks, as I struggled, naked and helpless, across his knees, each whack echoing and reverberating between the walls, a sharp crack that broke both the sound barrier and the kinetic energy dissipating in the deformation of my girlish buttocks, as they absorbed the deep imprint of the wood, further converting it to pain, and a hidden pleasure, known only to me, as it burned deep in my soul and sought release in my groin.
In my dream-like state of mind I was lying across my House Masters rough tweedy pants, face down and held with force, his knee was on my pubic mound in direct contact with my developing clitoris, each movement on my part bringing untold spasms of new-found pleasure, strange but exciting, intoxicating and never ending.
The more he whacked me the more I dug into his knee-cap, I laugh now, but I was being disciplined and humping his leg in return.
Of course I was in a state of sexual arousal, turned-on by my nudity against the abstractness of the raw materials surrounding me, and looking down the length of my naked body, saddened but excited at both having no developed breasts but enlarged and distinct nipples, doing me proud, jutting out in the excited state, comparing favourably with and equally underdeveloped Vagina, hairless and just a thin line, but like my nipples, topped by my clitoris, now telling me, 'Wake up girl, I am here to give you fun'.
The door was pulled open to its fullest, I had no time to react, my nipple was being twisted between my fingers on one hand, while my clitoris was having its call for fun answered, by my eager other set of digits.
He stood towering in the the full frame of the door, all the heat flew from the room and the replacing freezing cold air made my exposed extremities more visible and more exposed.
I half sat and half rose as I gather my senses to what was happening, and swung and rolled on my buttocks, putting one leg on the floor, stopping only to realise I was sitting wide-legged and fully exposed to his gaze, now firmly fixed on my vagina, and I remained in that pose as he stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.
He bent forward and placed his big hand on the soft flesh of my inner thigh, still open and still exposing the one part we take so much effort to hide from male view, but having just been caught masturbating myself, and I don't know how long he had been watching, I just did not find the need to cover-up now, high on my list of what to do next, priorities.
'Having fun darling' he whispered into my ear, 'Nice, is it not' he continues, and with that, slid hid hand up a little further and touched my pussy.
I looked down at his hand as his finger had disappeared into the folds of my yielding Labia.
He was moving them around, side to side and up and down and I just succumbed, I was offering no resistance, indeed I was drifting in and out, I was involuntary moving with him, then against him, only to be corrected and once again in unison, don't ask me why, but it just felt right, humping his strong fingers, trying to guide them into my body, gripping his wrist and begging to be penetrated.
Suddenly he stopped and stood upright, opened the door and stuck his head out, looking first left then right, peering into the darkness, and my heart was pounding and my brain screaming, 'Don't go, Please come back', a desperate plea, emphasized by my own actions, as I lay with my legs wide apart, my bum in the air, rubbing my clitoris openly and wantonly, thrusting unashamedly into his face, there can be no doubt I wanted to be fucked, and pulling my pussy open for him in this pose, complimented my scream of, 'Fuck me, Pleaseeeee'.
No sooner had I wished this when he turned around to face me once more, this time dropping his towel to expose his fast rising cock, I had never seen one so huge or one looking so angry, and it was pointing right at me.
'This is what you are going to get in you, baby' he said somewhat menacingly. I said nothing in return and he must have took my silence as an acknowledgement and submissive acceptance of his threat, and he dropped down onto his knees, lifting both my feet off the ground and placed them, one either side of him, onto the bench, reaching behind me and pulled my buttocks forward until my pussy was over the bench edge, exposed and accessible to this monster, now inches away from its intended target.
I could feel my sphincter muscles convulsing, opening and closing gripping something imaginative, as if they new some new experience were about to befall them, these parts of my body were coming alive, driven by nature and hormones, I was no longer in control, my body was, and it was telling the foreign invader, 'Come inside and experience the freshest submissive flesh on offer, this bitch is ripe, do what you want and have fun'.
I put my hand down between my legs feeling myself, gingerly touching my vagina, feeling the small opening encase my tiny finger, wondering how in Gods name this thing was going to get in there.
I dropped my hand a little further and marvelled at my self-lubricated anus, pulsating in its own rhythm, now I understood how two men could enjoy one woman, each orifice offering each cock a different pleasure, a different pulsing, a different tightness, and more importantly, a different thrust, as one went in the other automatically was caressed out, each action met with a different reaction, but combined, the woman was fucked in both directions, each fucking adding to the other, a continual pleasure heard so often on the porn movie's, each man grunting with his downward thrust into his respective hole, but the females cries were continually rising as she felt the pleasure of both men continually assaulting her, in essence, she was the winner.
As my fingers exposed my soft flesh they were replaced by his probing tongue, the tip furrowing into the soft yielding pink flesh as it opened to expose more pinkness and more ridges waiting to encircle his glans, gripping onto it and holding it, providing the resistivity a man feels in a tight pussy, each ridge loaded with nerve endings of ultimate pleasure, making **** more difficult to claim, as the female body submits and yields, while cries of, 'Stop', are replaced by something completely at odds with the new urge she exhibits, hands sliding of his chest and down to encircle his tight buttocks, pulling him in further, locking her legs into his, preventing the prize from escaping until it has spent its white liquid of life, yes nature does work in mysterious ways.
Amazingly these thought sped through my brain and as they pulsated and reverberated, he got on with the business of love making, I thought as he fucked the very breath from my body.
I was opened and bloodied, my Cunt stretched to beyond capacity, my hymen torn apart and my uterus bruised by the pounding it now received, I was having sex with an a****l, an a****l that salivated and dribbled, licked my flesh and face, as his cock devoured my poor womanhood with such force my labia were turned inside out with his driving force, but this was masked in my pleasure, as I was repeatedly having orgasms, each one stronger than the last.
All it needed was the release of his seed, but in order to keep me from being fertilized, I was violently turned face down and torn open in the rear.
It was a different feeling, more painful, but still pleasurable, as his penis sought and caressed that zone of pleasure, through the thin membrane that separates vagina from anus.
He was so big and fulfilling it was as if he was still in my pussy, but was adding the nerves in my anus as a bonus, for being such a good girl.
As his erection subsided and eased itself from my ass bringing a rush of semen with it, I reached behind and was horrified the find a gaping hole, battered open and easily inserted three fingers without touching the sides, he laughed, 'Don't worry baby, you'r arse will close up again and be tight for the next guy', and before I could answer there was a distant cough, then another, people were coming towards the sauna and we needed to be quick.
When the door was pulled open he sat on the top deck, naked and casual, his cock still semi-flaccid and wet from my lubrications.
I sat in the darkened corner my towel between my closed legs and covering my breasts, but the rest of my body exposed, clearly showing I was sitting on the the planks bare-assed, somehow I felt good about myself and a new surge of energy coursed my body, the look in the new mans eyes told me he liked what he saw.
Soon the sauna had 7 men in there, cracking open beers talking loudly, laughing and being raucous, exposing their penises to me and teasing me for being shy.
I counted five cocks, I had never been exposed to so many so close, and I found myself gripping my towel between my legs, as it felt like a cock rolled and rubbing me.
Soon one of the men who had been chatting to my lover, remarked out loud, 'You fucking lucky dirty Bastard', 'Mother and daughter' to which everyone cheered.
The blood crept to my face as the realisation of what was said, sank-in, he was fucking my mother in our bedroom when I came down into the sauna, I knew she was entertaining someone, hence my discrete departure, but I never knew it was him.
He had done the dirty with her, passed her of to the next guy and came straight to the sauna for me.
At this point he rose naked and in full view of his friends, they were all lumberjacks and they all came to the house when a group of city women came for a weekend, had sex and went home on the Monday.
He reached out for me hand, to which I gave to him and he pulled me off the bench. I was also naked and in full view as my towel dropped and was gathered up by the guy sitting at the front.
Turning to me he said, 'Listen baby, I'm going back to deal with your mother, you stay here and let the guys have some fun, they need you, and you need them'.
As he spoke a strange expectant silence fell in the room, some guys had erections, others were starting to explore the their need, and as I looked a sudden cold blast of air hit my back as he disappeared from the sauna, leaving me looking at six men with intent in the eyes and erections, full and bloodied and needing female attention.
First one then another and another hand reached out and took hold, any thought of leaving was now in the past as I felt myself being bent over the bottom seat receiving the first cock as it went in easily, my second, but not the last.
That will be told next and believe me guys it will make you want to have a sauna
It's when it's not, one tends to get angry and make their point known to the perpetrator, but therein also lies a paradox, the intentional intimate touch for some, can also be the spark that leads to darker things, especially when sex is involved.
People like myself, who really like sex, are always trigger happy when the mood takes over, because the prize at the end, is like the fix for the heroine addict, or a whiskey for the alcoholic.
Sex addicts come in many guises, only yesterday there was news of six women arrested for paedophile offences, and an equally notable increase of female teachers having full intercourse, with their pupils.
I moved into my out-of-town neighbourhood just under four years ago and I now possess the names and number of more than 30 married women, willing to party, with and without their spouses, and some are very very hot to look at.
If the internet has succeeded in doing anything, it has succeeded in liberating women like myself, freeing us up to search for the right length and girth, to find the right kinkiness to compliment the ongoing sexual encounter, enhancing and fulfilling our search for the ultimate orgasm.
Last week I succeeded in joining a party of equally minded individuals to participate in a masturbatory theme I have employed since a young girl, a theme that involved me having a sauna naked, full of old men, getting drunk and being abused, then discarded, covered in sperm and welts, it was painful, but God, did I have a mind-bending orgasm in front of them all.
I met him on-line as another Skype-r and chose to let him relieve himself on cam with me. As we got into our respective masturbatory poses I was taken aback at his girth and exposing myself to my fullest, told him I would love to meet up with him to get hold of his appendage.
He confirmed his similar need for me, so we swapped the customary email addies but I followed through with another request for a quickie the following day, and so on until within 7 days of our first meet, we telephoned and chatted, like we were old friends, instead of internet lovers.
I told him, when he asked me what was the sexiest thing that ever happened to me, was once, during late Winter in the North of the country, I was having a sauna on my own.
It was very dark and very cold outside, still snowing heavily and lying in this medium sized Sauna, about 20 meters away from the house, you were lulled into the cosiness and isolated feel, bathed in a warm glow from the low-wattage bulb and a thin-film sweat, as the steam settled onto every crevice of your body, exposed to the humid air.
I lay marvelling at my nudity against the pine smelling wooden slats, turning occasionally to admire the deep imprints across my bum, and in acknowledging their impressions, found my mind drifting in and out of these marks being put there by my house master, wielding a heavy plank, bringing it down across my quivering buttocks, as I struggled, naked and helpless, across his knees, each whack echoing and reverberating between the walls, a sharp crack that broke both the sound barrier and the kinetic energy dissipating in the deformation of my girlish buttocks, as they absorbed the deep imprint of the wood, further converting it to pain, and a hidden pleasure, known only to me, as it burned deep in my soul and sought release in my groin.
In my dream-like state of mind I was lying across my House Masters rough tweedy pants, face down and held with force, his knee was on my pubic mound in direct contact with my developing clitoris, each movement on my part bringing untold spasms of new-found pleasure, strange but exciting, intoxicating and never ending.
The more he whacked me the more I dug into his knee-cap, I laugh now, but I was being disciplined and humping his leg in return.
Of course I was in a state of sexual arousal, turned-on by my nudity against the abstractness of the raw materials surrounding me, and looking down the length of my naked body, saddened but excited at both having no developed breasts but enlarged and distinct nipples, doing me proud, jutting out in the excited state, comparing favourably with and equally underdeveloped Vagina, hairless and just a thin line, but like my nipples, topped by my clitoris, now telling me, 'Wake up girl, I am here to give you fun'.
The door was pulled open to its fullest, I had no time to react, my nipple was being twisted between my fingers on one hand, while my clitoris was having its call for fun answered, by my eager other set of digits.
He stood towering in the the full frame of the door, all the heat flew from the room and the replacing freezing cold air made my exposed extremities more visible and more exposed.
I half sat and half rose as I gather my senses to what was happening, and swung and rolled on my buttocks, putting one leg on the floor, stopping only to realise I was sitting wide-legged and fully exposed to his gaze, now firmly fixed on my vagina, and I remained in that pose as he stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.
He bent forward and placed his big hand on the soft flesh of my inner thigh, still open and still exposing the one part we take so much effort to hide from male view, but having just been caught masturbating myself, and I don't know how long he had been watching, I just did not find the need to cover-up now, high on my list of what to do next, priorities.
'Having fun darling' he whispered into my ear, 'Nice, is it not' he continues, and with that, slid hid hand up a little further and touched my pussy.
I looked down at his hand as his finger had disappeared into the folds of my yielding Labia.
He was moving them around, side to side and up and down and I just succumbed, I was offering no resistance, indeed I was drifting in and out, I was involuntary moving with him, then against him, only to be corrected and once again in unison, don't ask me why, but it just felt right, humping his strong fingers, trying to guide them into my body, gripping his wrist and begging to be penetrated.
Suddenly he stopped and stood upright, opened the door and stuck his head out, looking first left then right, peering into the darkness, and my heart was pounding and my brain screaming, 'Don't go, Please come back', a desperate plea, emphasized by my own actions, as I lay with my legs wide apart, my bum in the air, rubbing my clitoris openly and wantonly, thrusting unashamedly into his face, there can be no doubt I wanted to be fucked, and pulling my pussy open for him in this pose, complimented my scream of, 'Fuck me, Pleaseeeee'.
No sooner had I wished this when he turned around to face me once more, this time dropping his towel to expose his fast rising cock, I had never seen one so huge or one looking so angry, and it was pointing right at me.
'This is what you are going to get in you, baby' he said somewhat menacingly. I said nothing in return and he must have took my silence as an acknowledgement and submissive acceptance of his threat, and he dropped down onto his knees, lifting both my feet off the ground and placed them, one either side of him, onto the bench, reaching behind me and pulled my buttocks forward until my pussy was over the bench edge, exposed and accessible to this monster, now inches away from its intended target.
I could feel my sphincter muscles convulsing, opening and closing gripping something imaginative, as if they new some new experience were about to befall them, these parts of my body were coming alive, driven by nature and hormones, I was no longer in control, my body was, and it was telling the foreign invader, 'Come inside and experience the freshest submissive flesh on offer, this bitch is ripe, do what you want and have fun'.
I put my hand down between my legs feeling myself, gingerly touching my vagina, feeling the small opening encase my tiny finger, wondering how in Gods name this thing was going to get in there.
I dropped my hand a little further and marvelled at my self-lubricated anus, pulsating in its own rhythm, now I understood how two men could enjoy one woman, each orifice offering each cock a different pleasure, a different pulsing, a different tightness, and more importantly, a different thrust, as one went in the other automatically was caressed out, each action met with a different reaction, but combined, the woman was fucked in both directions, each fucking adding to the other, a continual pleasure heard so often on the porn movie's, each man grunting with his downward thrust into his respective hole, but the females cries were continually rising as she felt the pleasure of both men continually assaulting her, in essence, she was the winner.
As my fingers exposed my soft flesh they were replaced by his probing tongue, the tip furrowing into the soft yielding pink flesh as it opened to expose more pinkness and more ridges waiting to encircle his glans, gripping onto it and holding it, providing the resistivity a man feels in a tight pussy, each ridge loaded with nerve endings of ultimate pleasure, making **** more difficult to claim, as the female body submits and yields, while cries of, 'Stop', are replaced by something completely at odds with the new urge she exhibits, hands sliding of his chest and down to encircle his tight buttocks, pulling him in further, locking her legs into his, preventing the prize from escaping until it has spent its white liquid of life, yes nature does work in mysterious ways.
Amazingly these thought sped through my brain and as they pulsated and reverberated, he got on with the business of love making, I thought as he fucked the very breath from my body.
I was opened and bloodied, my Cunt stretched to beyond capacity, my hymen torn apart and my uterus bruised by the pounding it now received, I was having sex with an a****l, an a****l that salivated and dribbled, licked my flesh and face, as his cock devoured my poor womanhood with such force my labia were turned inside out with his driving force, but this was masked in my pleasure, as I was repeatedly having orgasms, each one stronger than the last.
All it needed was the release of his seed, but in order to keep me from being fertilized, I was violently turned face down and torn open in the rear.
It was a different feeling, more painful, but still pleasurable, as his penis sought and caressed that zone of pleasure, through the thin membrane that separates vagina from anus.
He was so big and fulfilling it was as if he was still in my pussy, but was adding the nerves in my anus as a bonus, for being such a good girl.
As his erection subsided and eased itself from my ass bringing a rush of semen with it, I reached behind and was horrified the find a gaping hole, battered open and easily inserted three fingers without touching the sides, he laughed, 'Don't worry baby, you'r arse will close up again and be tight for the next guy', and before I could answer there was a distant cough, then another, people were coming towards the sauna and we needed to be quick.
When the door was pulled open he sat on the top deck, naked and casual, his cock still semi-flaccid and wet from my lubrications.
I sat in the darkened corner my towel between my closed legs and covering my breasts, but the rest of my body exposed, clearly showing I was sitting on the the planks bare-assed, somehow I felt good about myself and a new surge of energy coursed my body, the look in the new mans eyes told me he liked what he saw.
Soon the sauna had 7 men in there, cracking open beers talking loudly, laughing and being raucous, exposing their penises to me and teasing me for being shy.
I counted five cocks, I had never been exposed to so many so close, and I found myself gripping my towel between my legs, as it felt like a cock rolled and rubbing me.
Soon one of the men who had been chatting to my lover, remarked out loud, 'You fucking lucky dirty Bastard', 'Mother and daughter' to which everyone cheered.
The blood crept to my face as the realisation of what was said, sank-in, he was fucking my mother in our bedroom when I came down into the sauna, I knew she was entertaining someone, hence my discrete departure, but I never knew it was him.
He had done the dirty with her, passed her of to the next guy and came straight to the sauna for me.
At this point he rose naked and in full view of his friends, they were all lumberjacks and they all came to the house when a group of city women came for a weekend, had sex and went home on the Monday.
He reached out for me hand, to which I gave to him and he pulled me off the bench. I was also naked and in full view as my towel dropped and was gathered up by the guy sitting at the front.
Turning to me he said, 'Listen baby, I'm going back to deal with your mother, you stay here and let the guys have some fun, they need you, and you need them'.
As he spoke a strange expectant silence fell in the room, some guys had erections, others were starting to explore the their need, and as I looked a sudden cold blast of air hit my back as he disappeared from the sauna, leaving me looking at six men with intent in the eyes and erections, full and bloodied and needing female attention.
First one then another and another hand reached out and took hold, any thought of leaving was now in the past as I felt myself being bent over the bottom seat receiving the first cock as it went in easily, my second, but not the last.
That will be told next and believe me guys it will make you want to have a sauna
Maddy
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