My Sexual Awakening a memoir
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"...a few hours later slowly escaping from the dream, I felt like I was leaving a place I had been for years, as though I belonged there. I woke with the images still in my vision and the most sensual feeling of waves of luscious moisture rushing over my body. I continued moaning uncontrollably, my feet digging into the mattress allowing my hips to flow forward, over and over again. Realizing at that moment I was gripping something I looked down to see my daughter's eyes closed and her...
HANDLING THINGS IN THE PARK by Rumple Foreskin note: This is not a work of fiction. Only the names have been changed to protect the author from divorce lawyers and/or para-medics. It was a seductively beautiful Sunday afternoon in Central Park. Around the edge of a small, remote meadow, leaf covered trees, their limbs swaying gently in a light breeze, muffled the sound of distant city traffic. By some miracle, there were no portable radios blaring. The loudest noise came from squirrels and...
Friends, you are reading this sex story on indiansexstories dot net There I am. Unexpectedly. But yes! Let’s track this from the beginning. I am Kushagra, an introverted, simple guy living in Kolkata. I am 23 years old blessed with a decent organ. After completing my degree, I got a job here and rented an apartment. My apartment is situated inside a society, so there are many blocks. She lived in the same block as mine on a different floor. I live on the fourth floor. The building has five. I...
Hi all of indian sex stories dot net This is my fortunate experience happened recently which any red hot blooded young men long for. Many may not believe this but this is a real incident. This is between me and Deepa Sharma, a trainee in one of the reputed company. I am Anil, a school teacher. Even though I had gone through so many experiences throughout my last 8 years of a teaching career, this one is entirely different. I was staying in a Duplex with my friend for the last 3 years. But I...
HANDLING THINGS IN THE PARKby Rumple Foreskinnote: This is not a work of fiction. Only the names have been changed to protect the author from divorce lawyers and/or para-medics.It was a seductively beautiful Sunday afternoon in Central Park. Around the edge of a small, remote meadow, leaf covered trees, their limbs swaying gently in a light breeze, muffled the sound of distant city traffic. By some miracle, there were no portable radios blaring. The loudest noise came from squirrels and pigeons...
MasturbationReader, I will fail you. You want something from me, and I don’t have it. Maybe you want to cum, and you think I will help you, but I couldn’t care less about helping you finish. If that’s why you’re here, well, you’ll be edging the whole way through. Stop. You don’t want this. And if you’re looking for an entertaining piece of writing, you’re clearly barking up the wrong tree. You will quickly come to the crystalline conclusion that I am in dire need of an editor. The truth is... I’m using...
If you've never had a weasel hack your hand off, steal your jewelry, and condemn you to spend thousands of years roaming as an impotent, disembodied spirit, let me clue you in: it doesn't beat torturing your enemies, their families, and their neighbors slowly to death in terms of entertainment value. I should have known better than to back the little weasels in a corner and then go toe-to-toe with them. I could have just had the damn mountain flip upside down on Isildur for crying out loud,...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Mid 19th century Hamburg, Germany I cannot really call this a chronology of my life as it is not detailed enough to deserve that title. Rather, these are memorable moments, plucked out of a rich history of a man, who now frail and old, can barely see the scribbles that are written by a liver spotted hand, trembling in disease that will be the end of me very soon, I fear. My wife Sophia, another cause of distress throughout my long life is kind enough...
EroticThis story is a piece of fiction. To my knowledge no torturer has ever revealedwhat he did to prisoners in this amount of detail. It is based on testimoniesof some prisoners but a lot comes from the imagination. First Days Let me begin by saying I have read lots of stories about how we treated thefemale traitors and terrorists we arrested in South America . Some are verygood and if they had lived in my country I would have wanted the writers inmy team. None of the writers I have read actually...
There are only so many ways that you can describe having illicit gay encounters in public toilets with older men, before it all becomes a slight variation of the same tale. What was always different were the nuances of the thrill leading up to those meetings. Whether it was the tension of standing at the urinals and checking out who was actually having a piss and who was looking at other guys cocks, or sat in a cubicle and listening out for a sign that somebody was up for a little fun, causing...
“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” he said. I’d never played this game, but I did want to see what his penis looked like. He showed it to me, so complex and unfamiliar. Neither of us had pubic hair, as young as we were, so I took in every detail. The small purple head, the pale bare shaft. All so different from what us girls had. “Can I touch it?” I’d never seen one before. Staring at it excited me. I felt my heart beating as he nodded and opened his pants further. Gingerly at...
"Let's just say I'm having a little trouble walking today."Martha had no regrets. Every step she took reminded her of the fun she had over the weekend."I'm thinking Beth is having some of the same issues. We went to that frat party about 10 o'clock, and that was pretty much the last I saw of her."A smile came across Beth's face. "Those boys were very—shall we say—friendly."Having graduated from college only two years earlier, the girls fit in easily with the college crowd. And besides, no frat...
After her pickup of Rick at the mall, Nicki realized that her ability to pick up older men was not exactly what she had originally thought. She had focused on dressing in a super sexy little outfit, and showing off her teen tits with a tight crop top, and a form-fitting mini-skirt.While her outfit probably helped, she realized that the fact that she was approached by Rick, and actually picked up, was more about her appearing to be distressed and vulnerable, and needing help. It was sitting in...
HardcoreNicky By Jacobus Felix It had been a brutal couple of weeks. I was out on a contract to a firm in the north, wrestling with a complex take-over deal. The home team, an up and coming new enterprise, had got themselves enmeshed in a morass of international legal and financial issues, and worse, faults had been found in their flag-ship product, threatening not only delay, but also potentially disastrous litigation. I quite enjoyed the challenge, although it was a race against the clock...
"I hope that Matron doesn't notice that I'm late again," fretted Nicki as she hurried down the hospital corridor, the rubber soles of her shoes squeaking on the polished linoleum. "Nicki! In my office, this minute!" barked the voice she was dreading to hear. "What time of the day do you call this, Missie?" asked Matron Sloan, with a glare that pinned Nicki to the spot much like a lepidopterist crucifying a butterfly. "The morning?" Nicki tried, a little optimistically. "It is exactly 9.05...
MasturbationBy NightShade Steve put down the heavy trunk he was carrying and turned to watch the small figure on the path far below struggling with two heavy suitcases. In the far distance, he could just make out his rusting Ford pickup parked at the end of the dusty road that wound up from the valley floor far below. His cabin commanded a view he never tired of. Unless, of course, he was carrying a fucking steamer trunk full of fucking rocks up the fucking mountain on the hottest fucking day of...
------------------------------------ It's early morning and I'm sitting at my work table. Nicki is standing next to me in a short summer dress, her left hand resting on my left shoulder. I start to caress her left leg behind her knee, then slowly snake my hand up Nicki's thigh, occasionally stopping to lightly scratch my nails on her soft skin. My hand now snakes up further until I reach her panties... "NO!" I yell in a surprised tone, "You're not wearing any, you little devil!...
John woke up with his 12-year-old sister's mouth on his cock. "Good morning Nicky," he said, holding the back of her head. She nodded in reply with a muffled "'ornin' 'ro." Once he came he realized the time, "I'd better get back to my own room before Dad catches us, I'll clean up in here later." Gathering his clothes, and checking that the hallway was clear, he went across to his room, got under the covers just long enough so that it would look slept in, got clean clothes and...
Sex in the LoungeSit that pussy on my bottom lipAnd after that you know we gotta switchMy house so big that bitch came with a lobbyWe didn't use a rubber but I came on her bodyI lay her down and kiss her neckTalk dirty to herLike I get that pussy wetter than a dirty sewerFuck you mean tunr around and bust it open for meGet on that dick and get that moneyGo oprah for meAll you girls don't like me cause they know you love meBut if you scared go to church it's open sundayI d-dig in that...
This story follows on immediately from ‘Nicki’s Mini’. Well, I loved my mini. For the next few weeks though, I really couldn’t use it for work. It just didn’t make sense because all the jobs I had were within walking distance of home, or, if they were further afield, they were near train stations: Lewes, East Grinstead, Littlehampton. Every day though, I’d try to find an excuse to take out the yellow peril in the evening, just for a run, just for the fun. And it was fun. I’d slide behind the...
I’d beenworking in the pub since I was just seventeen, collecting glasses at first. I was now eighteen and at Uni, but had taken a job there again for the summer. I had got to know some of the customers quite well, by name and of course what they drank. One in particular had caught my eye. John was maybe thirty something, tall and a bit distinguished but with a ready smile and very self confident. We would often chat briefly if I wasn’t busy, and he would catch my shoulder, discretely, as I...
‘I hope that Matron doesn’t notice that I’m late again,’ fretted Nicki as she hurried down the hospital corridor, the rubber soles of her shoes squeaking on the polished linoleum. ‘Nicki! In my office, this minute!’ barked the voice she was dreading to hear. ‘What time of the day do you call this, Missie?’ asked Matron Sloan, with a glare that pinned Nicki to the spot much like a lepidopterist crucifying a butterfly. ‘The morning?’ Nicki tried, a little optimistically. ‘It is exactly 9.05...
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Synopsis: The school slut gets caught in the act and escorted to the head master's office. This being a private school, all the parents have signed permission slips giving the school the authority to deal out discipline any way they see fit. Nicole was an incorrigible little slut though, she was determined that no amount of punishment would sway her from her obsessive need to suck cock...
This story takes place straight after "My Boy Nigel" The next day was warm, so I put on a dress and a pair of strappy Roman sandals, and took a stroll down into town. An hour of window-shopping left me hot and thirsty, so I walked down to the seafront and found myself an ice cream. I sat on a bench and looked out across the beach and the sea. A few minutes later, as I was catching a dribble of melted ice cream with my tongue, a woman sat down on the bench: “There’s no one sitting here is...
ExhibitionismIt had been over a month since I had seen Misty, my second escort and sexual experience. The whole affair had been revelatory, yet it had left me feeling guilty and I decided to abstain from any more working girl visits.But, as I’ve alluded to before: once you pop, you just can’t stop.Life briefly got in the way. I ended up going on a trip for over a week. With the busy schedule and the number of people I was with, I didn’t even have the chance to have my customary daily wank (to keep the edge...
Straight SexIf you have read some of my other stories, then you’ll know I am an office temp and I work in Brighton on the South coast of England. I am no stranger to adventure and some of my adventures have been pretty strange! Anyway, the story I wanted to tell you about today relates to the day I decided to buy a car. It struck me that I might have more jobs available to me if I didn’t have to rely on public transport to get me to work. Having said that, I didn’t have a whole lot of money to spend on a...
This started when I was in my third year of college. I was working in a fast food restaurant while I was going to school to get my undergraduate degree in Physics. I didn’t really need the money because my parents were rather well to do. I was able to go to school for free because my mother was an associate professor at the university I attended but, unfortunately for me, my parents have always felt that if you aren’t working at least 60 hours a week then you are being lazy. My first name is...
This story takes place straight after ‘My Boy Nigel’ The next day was warm, so I put on a dress and a pair of strappy Roman sandals, and took a stroll down into town. An hour of window-shopping left me hot and thirsty, so I walked down to the seafront and found myself an ice cream. I sat on a bench and looked out across the beach and the sea. A few minutes later, as I was catching a dribble of melted ice cream with my tongue, a woman sat down on the bench: “There’s no one sitting here is...
Teaching Experience at St. Benedict College, in Bangkok, Thailand BACKGROUND: Originally, I’d been in business, as an insurance underwriter, but left that occupation when my company was decimated by the “Great Recession” of 2008. The following year my wife and I divorced after a short, unhappy, childless marriage. I decided to change careers. Reinvent myself. Do something more rewarding. Having taught English in Europe, during a backpacking stint after college, and having loved it, I...
The whole family gathered in the kitchen to witness Wendy’s second legal signature as Wendy Hayward. Her first such signature was signing her driver’s licence with her new last name and new address. “I practiced my new name about fifty times to make sure it looked proper,” she smiled, signing her winning lottery ticket in front of her family. Wendy had consulted a financial planner through work about investing the money, setting up trust funds for Jake and Tim, and pledging her part to help...
That’s how I normally start off as I hand out my business cards. I love what I do for a living, and I really am Kelly, my parents naming me Kelly Michelle at birth some 27 years ago, and I really do own my own photography business – DG Photography. The DG stands for Discreet Glamour, and I make sure the ‘long’ wording of the ‘discreet’ part is prominently shown on all my advertisements because it forms the entire base of my business and why I do what I do. I also always include a picture...
By : Badsha Khan Hello, ISS readers. This is again for you. I am going to narrate something that happened few years ago when I was 25 years old. My maternal Aunt is married in Delhi, so every year she visits her native place in Kolkata. She usually stays around for a couple months till her daughters vacation lasts. Her daughter Saima. For a long time, I always had an eye on her and used to masturbate thinking about her. She has a sexy body to die for. She had absolutely white skin (like...
IncestReddit Black Chicks White Dicks, aka r/BlackChicksWhiteDicks! There is something quite addictive about watching ebony girls get rammed in interracial porn videos, right? Well, r/blackchickswhitedicks is a subreddit dedicated just for that, obviously. I mean, the name could not be more obvious than it already is. So, if that is something you frequently like to check out, you are welcome to check out this subreddit.On the other hand, Reddit.com is a free website with loads of porn subreddits, so...
Reddit NSFW List"Rodney, Rodney, I won, I won!" It was my wife screaming into the phone so loud that I thought everyone at work could hear her. Not that it made much difference. We lived in a small town where everyone knows everyone and I worked at the family feed store with my brother and sister. "I won a week in Las Vegas on that radio show! I was the ninth caller and I won us a vacation."Little did I know what a change that was going to make in our lives. We'd been married three years and had been...
Thode aaraam ke baad raat ko humne pizza mangvaya to bhabi ne fir shaitani ki aur sause me thoda mut diya hamne vo pizza bhi bhar pet Khaya aur bacha sause hum dono ne pi liya aur hamne aise hi sex kiya bhabi raat me bhi muze utha utha kar gand chatwati thi aur mere muh me paad ti thi. Mara muh to ukne liye toilet ka seat hogaya tha, Kabhi bhi bhabhi aati thi aur mere muh pe gand rakhkar baith jati thi aur muze chatne k liye kahti thi aur muze bhi unke gaand k niche rahna accha lag raha tha, wo...
When we had travelled about a mile down the road to home Mum finally relaxed and breathed a long sigh of relief. "God! That was terrifying! I was frightened that someone would notice the guilty look on my face and when you blew your nose on my panties I could have died! I have to admit that it was exciting but never again. Thank heavens your father's home this afternoon - that will end all this." She said. I wasn't waiting for Dad's return with my usual eager anticipation as I could...
When Marie met me at the door, I just froze and gawked at her. She was wearing her blue terrycloth robe. She always wore it when she wanted to surprise me with whatever she was really wearing, because the robe was so big and bulky that it usually hid her figure so well. But not today. Whatever she was wearing, the bulky garment just wasn’t up to the job. Her extra busty and extra curvy form pushed through the drab garment, overwhelming the unflattering cloth and sent my eyes on a wild...
You wake up to the sound of the alarm clock buzzing insistently. You try to get out of bed, but your body responds sluggishly. Taking a deep breath, you finally manage to sit up, only to find that the room spins wildly around you. It takes you a minute to remember what happened last night. You were over in Taylor Hall, attending the craziest dorm party you've ever seen! Or...at least, that's what you think it was. It's kind of hard to remember anything for sure. But you remeber there was a LOT...
Mind ControlI had gotten emails on this site before, but this one was the first from a guy. The tag line was, "My wife likes your profile." I thought that was interesting so, click."Dear Sir,I am married to a wonderful young Asian woman who needs more than I can supply. Can we meet an discus?Bill"So I wondered just what this was all about. So we agreed to meet at a food court in a mall. Bob didn't show. I was somewhat PO'd but nothing ventured….Then I got a txt."My wife and I checked you out at the mall....
The next morning. I could smell bacon, mom was cooking. Even though she’d worked late, she still got up early to make her kids breakfast, and late last night, as expected, I’d heard her open my door to see the we were ok ... She was very motherly that way. I, also as expected, had woken up with a boner, which Lacy had taken upon herself to go down and relieve me of ... She was very sisterly that way. I watched the blanket bounce around my lap. My hand was underneath it, rapidly fingering my...
It had been two weeks since I met a man, not my husband, at a hotel and fucked him and even though my husband Rob and I had sex almost every night since then, I wanted another cock again. I smiled to myself thinking about it as I walked back into our bedroom and slipped into bed beside my sleeping husband. We had had a hot fuck session a little earlier and before I finally drifted off to sleep my hand wandered down to my pussy and I fingered my still wet slit a minute just thinking about how...
I have just began working for Miss Anderson a hot MILF that lives on my street, and lately i have been having a hard time concentrating on my classes during school. I had never thought that I would ever be attracted to another woman, sexually or otherwise,until i first saw Miss Anderson.I could get my mind off of her no matter how hard i tried. "Laura,Laura? Helloooo, Earth to Laura." Jenny said as she waved her hand back and forth in front of my face. Huh? Oh, sorry Jen." I said...
Hello ISS Readers, Myself Ajay.First about me.Mai ek 18 years ka sharmila Boy hu or shyad smart bhi(aisa dost kehte hai per mjhe lgta nhi),,aur mai delhi se hu.Mai GBTU me B.tech ka student hu..ISS pe kai stories pdhne ke bad mujhe pta chala ki yha likhi gyi kuch kahania Fake hoti hai..Per kuch sachi bhi.Mene bhi isi intejar me tha ki mai kab story likhu.per mai ek real story likha chahta tha.Yeh Story Mere Group ke dost neha aur ashish ki hai..Ab jyada bor na krte hue story ki Taraf chlte...
Got home and found a business card on my door ......Hey this Al I stopped by call me it said on the back....Al was my new lawn guy and so hot, he is 6 ft 2 dark skinned and medium build with a 9 in black cock .I got with him after feeling him out a few weeks earlier and got him into my shower and pleased his dick for him...Before he left the last time he was complementing my ass after we had got together .We did not do any anal the first time I got with him...He did say he wouldn't mind taking...
How I started as a diapered sissy By [email protected] I was born and raised in southern California with a sever foot deformity. I spent the first 10 years of my life in hospitals or at home with both of my feet and legs in casts or braces. At this time I could not walk by myself or get to the bathroom by myself so I was kept diapered with cloth diapers and rubber pants. To get around I was pulled around in a red wagon or pushed around in a wheelchair by my parents or my...
“You're wearing my things again!” Brenda screamed when she came home early from community college and found me prancing around the house in one of her short skirts. “Take them off, you little pervert!” It wouldn't be nearly as bad if I were her little sister and trying on her clothes but I was her brother. But it wasn't as bad as it could be. I mean, if she knew what Tommy and I had been doing just two short hours ago, she'd really be pissed. Truthfully, Tommy and I had never really done...
CrossdressingOn either my 15th or 16th Birthday, you stand before me in a very unassuming terry cloth robe all wrapped up. You tell me, "Son, you are becoming a man now. I have seen how you look at me when I bend over or lay in bed. I also see that hard on you get when I walk around the house naked or when I’m in my bathing suit.As your mom, I will always promise to do whatever I can for my little boy. Today, I am going to teach about being a man. I’m going to teach you in the best way possible. I will...
I was late for the office that day, noting unusual there, I have never had the reputation of being on time. I grabbed my laptop bag, planted a kiss on my wife’s lips and bid her goodbye. We have enjoyed a great relationship from the first day of our marriage. She is neither one of those who will blindly follow whatever I saw nor like those Indian women who dominate their household. Long story short, we shared such great bond that I rarely had a problem in my marital life. Though recently I have...
My name is Cameron, and I’m twenty. I have a twenty-two year old girlfriend who really seems to be into me. Her name is Claire, and I could see asking her to marry me sometime soon. Anyway, we’ve been seeing each other for a few years now, and we’ve been having sex for about two years. We waited a little while to really get comfortable with each other, before we had sex. Over that time, I had grown really fond of her feet. When we would cuddle together, I’d reach over, and grab her feet. They...
Peter Masters found his reserved seat on the train, hoisted his old green bergen rucksack up onto the luggage rack, and sat down with a sigh of relief. It had been another long and tedious week in the City, and he was really looking forward to spending the weekend with his best friend Mark and Claire, his wife. He'd quickly changed out of his work suit into cords and a pullover before leaving the office dead on four o'clock, earning the odd curious or envious look on the way out. The pay...
Copyright© Christmas Eve, Present Day Little Harry Bailey was quiet, and sneaky, and patient. He had turned four the previous July and he had a plan. The other kids were in the family room watching a Christmas special. He was too, sorta. He was wedged in between the end of the sofa and the wall. This gave him a good vantage point — he could watch the rest of the kids, he could look at the special and he could see the adults sitting around the dinner table. They were all drinking hot chocolate...
This was the first that I was away form home and I couldn't believe my luck. A House, a full flagged house was for rent in a neighborhood so close to my new job I could walk! Sure it was a fixer upper but it was affordable and if I played my cards right I might be able to buy it some day. I’m sure most girls first time out of the home are not thinking of owning a house but I think the idea is awesome! My new job as a nurse intern wouldn't pay much and I was on probation for the first 3 months...
The only response I heard from Jerome after I posted the video of myself online was a simple text message that said, "Good job slut." I replied thanking him for his approval, but then got no further reply. In fact I didn't hear from him for the rest of the day. I was left somewhat dangling on my in my wonder as too what I was to do next to please him. It was agony not getting immediate feedback, or further instructions. We hadn't even planned our next meeting.However I couldn't stress the issue...
Introduction: Second part to the Mandy and Me series ** This is a sequel to Mandy and Me: Part 1. This story was written in a first person POV to help the story make a bit more sense.** The following morning is a school day. Its already 9:00 am and Im stuck in second period with Mr. Rose. His historical lecture about the Civil War is boring me to death. All of his lectures bore me. Mr. Rose is the type who loves to shove irrelevant information down your throat, when all you want to do is hurry...
Dear Readers, hope you enjoy my little fantasy. Do I want to leave my wife? By: Greta I sat there thinking, turning my glass between my hands, not listening to what was happening around me. Why did it happen? Once again I had had a quarrel with my wife. This time it was too much. I knew I shouldn't have raised my voice and yes I should have been calmer and maybe even docile to her. I mean it was she who...
As Victor sped towards the east edge of town, he felt something so alien that it might as well have not been his own emotion: anxiety. Victor treated emotions as currency; calm was gold, and patience was platinum. His first big foray with his powers had taught him much about both, as well as the use of others to assist in deflecting curiosity. He had not intended for his sister to be his first slave sale, but she had meddled in his private affairs and had threatened to expose his...
My buddy told me about his hot time! I pulled into the lot of my favorite cruising area and it was pretty crowded. It was a nice Sunday afternoon and people were sick of being stuck at home because of the pandemic, so the hiking trails nearby were a popular destination. I was a little hesitant to cruise because of corona virus, but it had been a few weeks and I needed to have a nice hard cock in my mouth.Just before getting out of my car, a police officer pulled into the lot. Too risky for me,...
I was still in high school, I spent the weekend over at a friends home. I was afforded my own room and after eleven the family went to bed. i t was well after midnight, when I felt the bed move, thinking nothing of it I drifted back into deep slumber. I was startled by the weight of a heavy body climbing over me, as I laid prostate on my stomach. Suddenly I became aware of a massive blunt appendage probing my neither region.I tried to raise up when I heard the deep rough voice of my friends...