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One of my fantasies

Sparky — Wed, 06 Aug 2008 18:40:30 GMT

To meet a strong fearless independent woman that rides her own Harley. A woman who is fearless but feminine, independent but approachable. A woman that knows what she wants in life and in bed. A woman with libido and sexual aggressiveness more like a man but with the feminine goddess in the mix. A woman not afraid of experimentation or stepping outside the box of societal norms. A woman that realizes she is responsible for her pleasure as much as her lover is. A woman that would allow me to consume her and be willing to consume me with pleasure also. A woman not afraid to give and take pleasure. A woman that would be a bit rough and coarse in bed, but remain feminine. A woman not afraid to express her passion and who could enjoy my pleasure and passion as well as her own. A woman that would tie me down and feed herself to me, take control of the love making and take what she wants. A woman not afraid to hand me control either. A woman that loves romance as well as hard core fucking. One that would be willing to forget life and responsibilities for an evening, a day or a weekend while we were in bed together. A physical as well as mental and spiritual woman that was sharing and nurturing as well as vulnerable and allowed herself to be nurtured.
I know I know...but this is MY fantasy, isn't it?

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Dental Assistant

Mon, 18 Aug 2008 22:52:21 GMT

I had the most unusual and erotic fantasy the other day while having, of all things my teeth cleaned. I have often had fantasies involving nurses, sex with a nurse in a hospital, very detailed physical examinations by a female doctor, etc.

Last week while having my teeth cleaned the dental assistant had moved her chair behind me to get a better angle from which to work. In doing so, as she leaned forward I could feel the tip of her breast touch the top of my head. (I'm partially bald and typicall shave my head so it is sensitive to touch) It was as if electricity had gone through my body and I could feel myself becoming quite arroused.

I tried to think of anything Iin order to hide or curb my arrousal. However, I couldn't help but imagine her finishing her task at hand then rising to close the office door and telling me I was finished and could get out of the chair. As I was did so she began to take off her dental outfit and proceeded to sit on the dental chair with her legs spread while resting on either side of the chair.

I couldn't help but watch and then she said to me it was my turn to practice some oral work on her. I knelt and began to lick, nibble and suck on her pussy while she became wetter and wetter. She asked me to provide more suction and I did so as I sucked and swallowed her juices with reckless abandon.

Dam...if this would only happen in real life!

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One of my fantasies ...

Adriana — Fri, 03 Oct 2008 13:48:16 GMT

I am waiting for the taxi.But it does not come.It`s getting late.I need to be at work to 8:00am,but i have no time enough indeed ..

To take a tramp? ..the extremely last decision ..
to sit in the stranger`s car .. ooooh,it may be dangerous ..
but what to do when no other option left ?

I see a car and show him,I need to join..can the driver satisfy my response?

3 cars passed,none stopped..
but here is a blue car,I guess,Suzuki,hmm... he stops ..
a young handsome guy is smiling at me .. dam !! how to sit near him ?! I am thinking hard ..
it will cause me to feel hot .. and I need 20 minutes at least to get to my work ..so 20 minutes of driving with this
hottie .. ok ,let us do .. he asks to join in .. I take a seat ...

An awkward silence..
He introduces himself,me myself ..
We start to talk .. to talk of this and that ..wow,a great matching in thinking ways,especially of the taxis` service..haha

Suddenly my eyes stop at his zip ...on the trousers ..aha !! dam !! ..I do not want himn to notice..but what can I do ...he has it up !! ..ooo,no..
what s it ? he is erected like hell ... it makes me hotter than ever ... so he is not a gay ,but he has some reactions on me :D..
and the reactions are strong .. dam !! I had no sex for so long ..I need to relax ...
I cant resist !! I cant resist this guy looking at me so affectionately ...wuuuh...what is it ? what is it ? why ?
I need not to sit beside him ...
but done is done ..
he is sexy ......
he stops ....

awkward silence ..
again ..
his hands catch my knees :O ...oouuu...his lips catch my lips covering my face by hot kisses ...oouu.... I like this passion ..dam!! .. ;D ...
I reply him by same passionate smooches all over his face ,biting his lips .. his hands are opening my blouse ... they started squeezing my breasts .. :O ....ooo,so fast ...some Marsian here with me !! ;D ..the best !! ... I love this passion,but can he take it easy a bit ? . .. :D .. his
non stop actions show how hot he is indeed ...I help him ... :D ..by unzipping his jeans !!..his bulge is so up and hard ... ..he crawls to my seat ... opening my legs ..good that I wore this morning a skirt !! ;D ...
Wow!! :O :-O :O I really feel he is already there !! :-OOO
what an arousement !! what an excitement !! he did it so fast :O ..but I was wet ...so it was good ... :O ...still so fast ! dam !! LOL
I loved that moment ..

still in my fantasies :(

or maybe I hit his head if he starts these actions in real ?? ;D hahahahahahaha..LOL..who knows .. ;D
but in fantasies tis so sHexy hot !!

Adriana*

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Breast Spanking...

*V* — Sun, 31 Aug 2008 21:23:04 GMT

I would like to tie a woman to a chair and Manhandle her breast and spank them, also twist and pull her nipples while she cries out. A ball gag could be a nice touch as well !?!

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So, what's your Sexual Fantasy?

arcangel — Tue, 27 May 2008 11:42:19 GMT

What is your sexual fantasy/fantasies?
Share!

One of mine is to be on one of those huge Sail Boats out in the Ocean or anchored in a secluded clove of a tropic island area and enjoy a FFM three-some with two very lovely and insatible Ladies. Having great sex in a wide variety of positions as possible and having it all photographed/video'd

or

Taking part in Dp in a MFM three-some on deck at the prow of the sail boat

Of course lots of Sun block would need to be used in any event! :) LOL!!

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New Site

Serenity & Xaiver — Wed, 17 Sep 2008 23:53:23 GMT

We've created a new site to get together and post pics, share info, etc. www.thenewhumanelement.com Check it out tell us what you think.

Serenity

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Have sex at least once per week

Alan — Sun, 01 Jun 2008 21:46:19 GMT

Sex therapist Ian Kerner explains why couples should have sex at least once per week:

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/24879711/

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A Cold Winter Day

EasyWind — Sat, 30 Aug 2008 15:45:15 GMT

It's a cold winter Saturday and we're spending a lazy afternoon in front of a cozy fire watching movies and relaxing. You're curled up next to me, my arm around you and your head on my shoulder and my head on top of yours. I'm slowly rubbing your arm with my hand trying to relax you. As the movie ends, I've got an itch. I run my hand through the side of your hair as you look up at me. I just smile and you're wondering what I have in mind. The scarf by the wood stove has dried and I tie it around your eyes and lead you upstairs.

I take you to the bed and lay you on your back. Your loose fitting pajama top exmposes most of your breast and almost the nipple. I grab our bathrobe ties and tie each of your hands to the bed posts. You were reluctant at first having never been tied up before, but I told you that you can trust me.

With the scarf around your eyes, you can only hear, smell and feel me. You can feel my warm breath on your neck. You feel my fingers unbuttoning your pajama top. I slowly move your top to the sides. It can't come off because your hands are tied to the bed. There's a duster on the dresser which I pick up and come back to the bed. I start to lightly run it up and down your upper body. Running between your breasts. You don't know what it is. I start to circle your belly button and run it along the top of your pajama bottoms. I pull your bottoms down to the top of your panties and tease you with the duster a little more. You're arching your back and starting to wiggle your hips as I slide your bottoms off.

I reach for an ice cube from my water glass and hold it in my hand above your breasts. As it melts, the cold droplets drip on your breasts. You squirm and let out a light squeek. It starts to harden your nipple. I let a few more drops hit your breast trying to get a drop to fall directly on the tip of your erect nipple. I finally hit it and I hear you moan. I move to letting the drips fall at the top of your panty line. Then a couple of drops that run down between your thighs. I slowly slide your panties off.

I sit next to you and marvel that the amazing beauty of a naked woman. Your soft skin. Your sweet smell. Your round curves. Your soft hair. I lean over and lightly kiss your neck below your left ear. I really soft kiss. The tip of my tongue touches your skin and then my lips smack around it. I sniff deeply taking in the smell of your skin. I kiss along your neck line to your right ear. I softly nibble on your ears with my lips. I can feel you start to breathe a little heavier.

I reach over and kiss your mouth. Just a peck at first. Then with just a little bit of my tongue. I run the tip of my tongue around the tip of yours. Then I gently suck your bottom lip into my mouth as a pull back. I turn my head and kiss you again, the tips of our tongues touching. A nice, soft, wet kiss. As we continue to kiss, I grab the duster and run it along the inside of your thighs. Very lightly, up and down from your crotch to your knees. Lightly touching your ever warming pussy. Your hips start to grind.

I take my bare hand and run it along the inside of your thighs. Then I move to massage your cleanly shaved pubic mound. Rubbing ever so gently at the top of your slit but never touching it. I start to kiss between your breasts. Then around and under them. I like to kiss the very bottom of your breasts. Soft kisses when I touch the tip of my tongue and lightly smack my lips around around it. Your nipples are erect. I start to flick your left nipple with my tongue as I cup your pussy with my open hand applying a light amount of pressure. I slowly move my hand in a circle while I start to suck on your nipples. I feel your hips start to move with my hand. Your breathing is getting heavier. I lightly run a finger up your warm slit. I can feel the moisture building.

I start to apply a little more pressure to your slit and my finger goes inside your lips. It feels like silk. I move up and start to lightly massage your clit. I tap it ever so gently with the tip of my finger. Then run small circles around it. I take my middle finger, start at your clit, run it down, into your pussy and rub your g-spot and move back up. My finger keeps going back and forth between your clit and g-spot staying on each one just long enough to make you squirm. Then I put my middle finger into you and massage your g-spot and I use my thumb to massage your clit, alternating between the 2. My ring finger is parked on your anus and is stimulating it from the motion of my other fingers.

As I'm massaging you down below, I'm sucking on your erect nipples. I reach up and kiss your mouth. You aren't kissing me back because you're preoccupied. I'm starting to feel your anus contract on my finger and your hips are starting to buck. I keep kissing around your neck, breasts and nipples. As I sense you are approaching an orgasm, I really focus on your nipples. Scraping them gently with my teeth, nibbling them with my lips and circling the tip with my tongue. Your body starts to go rigid. I can see the muscles contracting in your stomach and I can feel it contract against the finger I have inside of you. Your anus is contracting on my finger and it feels like you're going to suck it right in.

You let out a huge groan and a sigh as you come down. I slow everything down so you do not get over stimulated. I keep you at a heightened arousal state and slowly bring you all the way down. I remove the blind fold and you want to grab me and kiss me but your hands are still tied. I reach down and plant a deep wet kiss on you. Then I smile at you, and walk into the bathroom and close the door.

I grab some bubble bath and start to fill up the large spa tub with warm water. As the tub is filling, I walk back to you and untie you from the bed. I take off my shirt and shorts and lead you into the bathroom and into the tub with you sitting in front of me. I rub your body up and down in a massaging way. The tops of your thighs, the inside of your thighs, your stomach, chest, arms. You feel my erection growing against your lower back. You reach for it but I stop you. It's still your turn for now. I love the smell of your soft sweet hair. I nibble on your ears.

Then I cup my hand and move it toward your pussy. Rather than cupping it, I start moving water back and forth over your entire pussy. As I move my hand back and forth, the water is being pushed and pulled over your clit. You adjust your legs and bottom so you get the most pleasure from the rushing water. With my other hand, I'm playing with your nipples. Rubbing them in circles. You are getting very aroused.

You lift yourself up, reach underneath and grab my rock hard cock and sit on it. It feels so amazing. It's so warm and soft. You are now grinding away and I lean back and enjoy it. You are leaning back and my cock is pressing against your g-spot. We're both just bucking our hips and taking in each erotic feeling. I can feel the orgasm building in me. I ask you to slow down and prolong it, but you refuse. You keep going more forceful with each thrust. Then it cums. You feel my cock pulsing inside of you. My cum squirting inside of you. You slow down and make my cock dance with pleasure as it slowly comes down. We're exhausted. We just relax enjoying the warm bath on a cold day. As we are relaxing, we both drift off to sleep. A short break before another round...

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new to tribe and wanted to share my fantasy

Samantha — Tue, 05 Aug 2008 22:45:59 GMT

I have had a crush on my boss for years. When he's near I feel that sexual tension rise... thoughts race through my head of having him bend me over his desk and pound me. Fuck me senseless and then go back to work. I wonder sometimes if he thinks about me that way... or if he knows I think about him that way. I wrote this thinking about him.

She knocked on his door. Engulfed in a mound of paper work he growled at the interuption. "Come in" he called in a gruff voice, not looking up from his work,. She stepped in. He recognized her sweet perfume and his body stirred. Oh god how he knew that scent and how it drove him crazy everytime she was near. He looked up, letting out his breath. His eyes first taking in her long wavy blond hair and big blue eyes. She was dressed in a stylish black suit. Buttoned at the waist with a touch of red lace peeking out from the V of her jacket. Her skirt cut just above the knee to accentuate her long legs. She wore a pair of black stilletoe heels.
She walked confidently across the room to his desk. Her breasts pushed together as she leaned over the edge and looked into his blue eyes. "You are working to hard", she smiled at him. He returned her smile with a sigh. This little vixen would be the end of him but he couldn't resist her and she knew it. "And what are you going to do about it, Sam?" He said playing along with her for the moment. She licked her pink pouty lips seductively. "I have some ideas." How he knew her 'ideas' well and how he'd longed for those pouty lips on his already hardened dick.
He wouldn't play her games. Not any more. "Look, Samantha," he said his irratation showing, "This can't go on. I have work to do." She ignored his protests and walked around to the side of the desk pushing his rolling chair back and turning it toward her, Sitting back on his desk she slowly lifted her skirt. Red gartters held up her biege stockings and he knew the pleasure that waited for him between her thighs. She looked down at him "Touch me." she whispered in a firm voice. He tried to resist but his hand instinctively went for her thigh. "Thats right" she said in a breathy voice, "Tell Samantha how much you've missed her." He groaned his response and let out his breath as his hand felt her smooth skin just above her stockings. Hoisting up her skirt higher she lifted her leg placing the point of shoe inbetween his legs. The point too close and he squirmed away. She grabbed his tie and pulled him closer. She spread her legs resting them on the sides of his chair. "You want me to be happy don't you." "Yes, Samantha" he croaked looking at the tuff of red lace panties that covered her pussy and inhaled her scent.
"Good." she said "Because when I'm not happy you pay don't you." she looked at him sternly and the spike of her shoe pushed in between his legs. He winced at the pain but didn't move. He knew better than to spark the mean bitch inside this lustful lady,
She smiled and removed her heel from his groin and placed it back on the arm of the chair her red polished nails delving in between her pussy and the red lace slowly moving in circles over her clit. He watched her enraptured. She took out her long fingers and brought them to her pouty lips her tongue licking her juices she smiled at him. "Want a taste?"
He sucked in his breath. Yes he wanted a taste. He wanted to turn her over his knee and give her the spanking she deserved. He wanted to fuck her without mercy till she cried out. But he just looked at her his eyes full of lust. She motioned him to her pussy pulling the red lace of her thong aside. His head dipped and his tongue licked her slit gently. She moaned as the heat of his mouth touched her swollen clit and ran her hands through his hair. He inhaled her scent and his tongue flicked at her clit. His wiskers tickling her folds. "Ahh yes" she sighed. Taking the length of her slit he darted his tongue inside her cunt and was spurred on by her moan of delight. He slid his thick finger into her sheath and she clenched down on it as he continued to lick. Taking it in his teeth and sucking her hard little bud. Her hand clenched down on his hair pulling it as she moaned her delight. She felt the waves of her orgasm flood her body. Feeling her body tense he pumped into her cunt with two fingers curling them up inside her. Her back arched as she pushed his head into her riding her orgasm keeping him pumping and licking her until she felt another come in its wake.. "God yessssss." she groaned. Then pulling back his head by his scalp, she looked down at his wet lips. "Oh yes... you do please me." her breath heavy and her eyes glazed with the pleasure she'd just received.
'Undo your pants and stand up." He stood up and pulled down his black pants letting his cock free from his boxers. 'MMMMM' but grandma, what a nice prick you have."
"Better to fuck you with my dear." He said in a low voice.
"But you're not my grandma... you're a big bad wolf!" She pulled him into her kissing him tasting her sweet cum on his mouth. "MMM the wolf tastes good." she kissed him again pressing her body closer into his. He held her close as her legs wrapped around his waist.
"Fuck me, Wolf." she said as his cock found her hole and the thrust in deeply sliding into her slick sheath.
"That's right, Wolf, fuck me hard... " her hips matching his thrusts
She watched the extacy on his face as she used her muscles to milk him. He slammed into her tight pussy. Oh this man could fuck. She felt her body shudder. "I'll let you cum today.. cus I'm in such a good mood" she said breathlessly. She let her body relax as the orgasm washed over her heating her body. He moaned as he pumped furriously into her. His body tightening as he took his release deep inside her. There bodies entertwined and breathless as they floated off in orgasmic bliss together.
"Sexual harrassment on th job's a bitch," she said as she lowered her skirt and stood up.
"Yes she is" he said under his breath, pulling up his pants
"I heard that." She walked to the door but before she left she bent over lifting her skirt to give him a view of long stockings held up by the red garters and her round ass.
"Till next time.

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Must-read book about masturbation and fantasies

halldaddy — Tue, 19 Aug 2008 23:03:39 GMT

For the past year or so I have made a concerted effort to follow my intuition, no matter how weird it may seem at the time. Last week after an light dinner with a friend before going to work (yes, I'm a vampire and work overnights), we stopped into The Bodhi Tree, having followed in a very leggy babe from the restaurant.

My Creator knows me way too well, 'cause as Ms. Leggy and I were coyly playing "I can catch you looking at me, but you can't catch me" I was drawn to a shelf of new paperbacks. All of my favorite subjects were represented - - spirituality, tantric sex, astral projection, erotica, etc. Since I had my dowsing pendulum with me, I used it. yeah, yeah, yeah, say what you will, but I get real answers to almost any question I ask Out There real quick. I asked, 'which of these books is best for me to read right now?'

As I moved my left hand over the spine of the books, when I got to Nancy Friday's Women On Top, the pendulum went crazy. I gotta tell you, I'm only 50 pages into it and I've already been blessed with a fountain of insight as to how western society keeps girls (and boys) in tow so that they grow up to be "good girls" and get married, have kids and not learn to own their bodies and take real control of their lives.

It's a must read for anyone who believes in sexual exploration and wholeness in this 3 dimensional plane....sorry about the blathering on, but I can't wait to finish this book. I know it's gonna make me a better lover, man and person.

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Wet

TreasuredOne — Tue, 12 Aug 2008 06:58:26 GMT

Arriving home from work, I step inside the apartment and he is sitting on the couch. Just sitting there in a pair of old jeans and undoubtedly nothing else. His arms are spread wide along the back of the couch and his legs are stretched out in front of him, crossed at the ankle. I need no instruction, I’ve seen that look before.

I slip off one shoe and then the other, walking slowly across the room. My fingers are releasing the buttons down the front of my dress and it falls to the floor, left behind as I continue to approach him. He spreads his legs and presses a button on the remote. The room fills with heady music, the kind that was meant for sex.

Reaching behind me I release my bra and it slips down my arms. It is tossed aside. I step between his legs and turn, leaning forward, my ass swaying in front of him. His cock is tenting his jeans yet he doesn’t touch himself, or me. Slowly I slip my panties down my legs, leaving the stockings and garter belt. I know my man, my man loves the feel of my stockinged legs wrapped around him as he takes me.

But tonight he is full of surprises. I gasp, startled as he smacks my ass, again, and harder this time. I’m forced to lean down and brace my hands on the floor in front of me. It’s then, as he is adding slap after slap to an already stinging ass, that he slides his fingers between my folds and discovers how excited I am.

One finger slips deep inside, thrusting. It is soon followed by a second. My legs tremble and my juices coat his fingers, in fact his hand. Still he spanks me. I’m getting dizzy from the position and the onslaught of sensations, then he presses his thumb inside my ass and I’m undone. My cum drips over his fingers and falls to the carpet.

He calls me his juicy slut, slips an arm around my waste, and in one impressive movement places me on the couch and himself kneeling between my legs. In that voice that, alone, brings me near orgasm, he instructs me to spread my legs, raise them and hold them back against my shoulders. I’m warned not to move from this position.

My body trembles with excitement as he again slips two fingers inside me. This time curving them upward against my gspot. He presses gently and begins to massage as his mouth covers my clit and sucks. He tells me to hold on to it, deny the orgasm, because he wants me to come so hard I fill his mouth with my cum. I know what a turn on my squirting is for him so I determine to give him what he wants.

Then his mouth closes over my clit again and his fingers begin to fuck me, tormenting my gspot. It isn’t long, after he bites into my clit that I cum, a small fountain of cum squirting into his waiting mouth. Before my head clears, he is on his knees, pants down and cock sliding deep inside my quivering pussy. At this angle, each thrust excites my gspot again. He pounds hard and fast until he senses me nearing the edge and then pulls out. Each time a fountain rises into the air and he bends to quench his thirst.

When he can’t hold back any longer and fills me with his cum, we are both drenched in sweat and my juices. I try to lower my legs but my body cramps. But soon I find myself wrapped in his arms, immersed in a hot bubble bath. Candle light, wine and soft jazz belie the events of the evening. And once again I’ll have to face the knowing grins of the Coit cleaning men. But it’s a small price to pay for an evening of super wet sex.

© 2008
Treasured

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Moonlit Stroll Through the Park

EasyWind — Fri, 08 Aug 2008 03:37:29 GMT

It's 3am in the morning on a warm summer night. We have been out all night. A nice dinner, a club for drinks and some dancing and before returning home, we decide to take a walk in our neighborhood. As we are walking, we come to the park with a pond and a playground. We both sit down in the grass facing the pond and looking up at the moon and the stars and enjoying the wonderful sight. You turn and lay down with your head in my lap. Looking up at the beautiful sky. We sit there silently taking everything in.

A breeze starts to blow. It blows just hard enough to blow your soft cotton skirt up exposing the high cut panties you are wearing. At first, neither of us notice because we're so taken with the beautiful sky. I turn my head to clear my throat and I notice the skirt is up and in the moonlight, I can see the thin white semi-see-through panties. I put my hand on your mid section below your breasts and slowly rub in circles. As I look at the panties and can see where your slit is, you feel swelling against the back of your head. You instantly know what it is. You look straight into my eyes and smile.

As you are smiling at me, I take my hand and start to softly caress your face. Your cheeks, neck, run your neck and I run my fingers through your long soft hair. I hold your cheek bone in my hand and gently rub my thumb just under your eye. You start to sit up and I lay back, flat. You turn to face me and plant a nice soft, gentle kiss on my lips. Then another, and another. I reach my hand under your dress and feel your soft, baby smooth bottom. You kiss me a little deeper and the passion is building. Then I push you away.

You're puzzled when I stand up. I reach out my hand and you take it. I help you to your feet. We walk to the playground and I sit down on one of the hobby horses. You get on with me, facing me. My rock hard cock is pointing straight up. You lift up your skirt and with your panties still on, you position your clit right in the middle of my erection. We start to rock back and forth. I can feel your hips grinding against me.

I pull you close and start to softly kiss your neck. I can smell your perfume and it gets me hotter. I reach up and start to caress your breasts with my hand while nibbling on your ear. I pull the top of your dress down to expose your bare breasts. So firm and silky smooth. I lightly rub my finger tips around your nipples. I can see the goose bumps starting to form. Your nipple is starting to get erect. I move from nibbling on your ears to giving you a firm kiss on the mouth. I pull your lower lip into my mouth and gently suck on it. I can almost feel your heart beating.

Both of your nipples are hard. I take a finger and lightly touch the tip of your nipple over and over again, applying very little pressure. You're breathing much harder. I can feel the warmth of your pussy on my cock that is still in my pants. I'm beginning to feel moisture too. I sense you are completely aroused but do not want you to come yet. So I stop rocking, pick you up and you give me a long, deep tongue kiss. You're trying to get back to grinding on my cock but I won't let you.

I start to kiss your chest right in between your breasts. I'm feeling sweat between your breasts. I slowly move down below and kiss under your breasts, the bottom part of your breast that rests against your chest. I then slowly close in on the nipple. I gently blow on your erect nipple. You let out a deep breath. I gently flick it with my tongue and you let out a high pitched wine. I take your nipple into my mouth and suck it. Much harder this time. While I'm sucking it, I'm gently rubbing my tongue across the very tip of your nipple. You are now starting to groan.

You whisper in my ear that you want to fuck me. I smile and keep sucking on your nipple. To be fair, I give the other one equal treatment. You whisper in my ear again, this time with a more begging tone. "I want you to fuck me...please". I let your nipple go, kiss up to your ear and respond with "Not just yet".

I reach down under your dress to find your panties are completely soaked. I'm rubbing the inside of your thighs while I'm kissing your mouth. I then reach for your panties and pull them completely off. and throw them on the hobby horse I pull you towards me and kiss you again. I then pull you over to the swings. Kissing you passionately the entire way. I unbutton and unzip my shorts. My fully erect cock is out and ready. You gently tease it with your hand. Rubbing your fingers up and down the shaft. You whisper more firmly in my ear "fuck me NOW". I respond with a "not just yet. I sit down on one of the swings.

I turn you away from me. I lift up your skirt and start kissing your soft smooth bottom. I bend you forward so I can smell your delicious pussy. I lightly run my tongue along the outside of your slit. And then along it. So gently it almost tickles. You are starting to whimper. I hear a nice quiet "please, will you please fuck me now?"

I stand you up and you back into my lap. You straddle my legs. I run the tip of my cock along your slit. At the right moment, you slowly sit down on it. I can feel how warm and wet it is as I slowly slide inside of you. You sit all the way down taking me all the way inside of you. I lean you back and push off. We start to swing. As we swing, you feel my cock massaging your g-spot. We swing very slowly to start. You want to start grinding, but I stop you and tell you to just let the swinging do the work for us. I can feel your juices running down my legs. I move the hair away from the back of your neck and slowly kiss it.

I start to get us going higher in the swing. The stimulation of your g-spot is intensifying. I let go of one of the chains and reach around in front and start to rub your thighs. I then move to your moist, warm, swollen clit. I lightly touch it over and over again with the tip of my finger. You let out a soft moan. As we swing higher, everything is intensifying. I start to rub your clit, softly in small circles while my cock is grinding your g-spot. I start to grind my hips thrusting with very short but firm thrusts.

I can feel you getting close to orgasm, but I'm not quite there yet, so I slow you down, just a bit. Now I can feel my orgasm cumming. It's the best part for me. I get the feeling, and it starts to intensify. I know I'm about to explode at any second. I lose a little bit of concentration and pinch your clit and rub it in my fingers. You let out a scream of sheer passion. I get the swing going higher now. My eyes go into the back of my head as I fill you with cum. You can feel me pulsing inside of you. We're still swinging and you are on the edge of orgasm.

I start to feel your stomach muscles contract as my arm is against your belly. You start to quiver and shake. I can tell the orgasm is very intense for you. You start feeling a little over stimulated after the orgasm and I slow the swing down to a nice gentle rub. My erection is fading. We're both sweating, breathing heavy and higher than any drug could get us. The swing has slowed down and almost stopped. My cock has slid out of you and I feel both yours and my juices running down my legs. I cup my hand over your entire pussy. I hold it flat and firm and start to move my entire hand in very small circles. So it won't over stimulate you, but it will keep that wonderful feeling around for just a little bit longer.

I stop the swing. You stand up and let your dress fall back down. You put your breasts back into your dress. I pull my pants back up only to find they are drenched from our juices. A discomfort I am more than happy to accommodate until we get home. You turn to face me. You look like a deer in the head lights. I reach up and grab both sides of your face and kiss you. Deep and passionately. Sucking your lower lip into my mouth again. As I do this, I can feel my cock beginning to swell again. It's getting close to dawn so we decide to head back home and go for another round when we get home. We walk in the front door and realize that your soaking wet panties are still sitting on the hobby horse. We are both too horny to go back and get them and we go straight to the game room and the pool table.

...To Be Continued...

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my fantasy

manda — Fri, 11 Jul 2008 19:30:38 GMT

Mmm to be tied down on my back, spread eagle. My tits bound so that they are squished together, nipple clamps holding the last pieces in place. Blind folded and gagged. My nose filled with the acrid smell of sulfur as a candle was lit. At first all I feel is hands, rough with smooth spots where the calluses have smoothed the hand, starting at my feet they slowly traced up my legs with small little swirls. Coming to just inside my thighs and paused there, then moved up to my stomach. The hands skimmed up my stomach to brush the sensitive skin under my tits then circle around the outside and then down the curve of my sides. The hands left, and I moaned with their removal. They are replaced with the feel of hard leather strips, they felt like little tendrils as they drifted over my stomach. The first hit was light against the inside of my thigh, it made me jump at the little sting. The second hit was the same on the other side, I was more prepared for it this time and stayed put when the tips of the flogger hit me. He started in earnest. I don't know how many times he hit where, there was no pattern to where the strokes landed, the ones across my tits made me arch my back at the feeling of sharp pain and burning need for release, the ones across my stomach were lighter and felt more like stinging kisses. He had no mercy on my pussy. lashing out quick and hard, I was quickly brought to the edge and then he would back off. When he was finished with the flogger I could feel the heat radiating from my body, I was tingling all over. Moaning and twitching, the twitching caused small pains that caused the moaning. Before I started cooling down, I felt a searing hot spot and then another, then I felt the smooth heat dribble across a nipple and I knew why he had lit the candle. The wax began to harden on my skin, leaving cool spots as the wax started coating me. Each time he found a spot that had not had wax on it I screamed as the new wax covered it. He did not stop until I was covered in wax from my pussy up to my chin and up my arms. He let it harden softly touching it to see if it was dry yet. Then I felt a pressure, I was confused for a moment not being able to tell what was being pressed into me. Then I felt the cool metal reach my skin and start to cut patterns in the wax. Then he used the knife to start prying the wax off of me. It made me shiver every time he hit a bare piece of skin with the blade. Soon there was nothing left but the wax on my pussy and nipples. He started poking at my nipples with the tip of the blade, making me want to arch my back and moan for him, but I knew if I moved it would injure me so I flexed my hands and worked on my breathing, two short gasps one long moan. When he was satisfied that they were cleaned off he flicked the nipple clamps, sending me arching with a silent scream caught in my throat. He chuckled and then placed a hand on my stomach to calm me. When I stopped wiggling he started pealing the wax of my pussy. First the outer lips across the top. Then he spread me wide and began on the inner lips and the clit. When he stroked my clit with the knife it was almost too much , my stomach began to quiver uncontrollably and my chest arched off the ground. The knife was soon replaced by his finger, sending me almost to the point of a screaming orgasm as her rubbed and pinched my clit, then he stopped. I felt him move around and then my legs were untied, slowly they were raised as far over my head as possible. He stuck 2 fingers into my pussy quickly and pulled them out dripping with cum, I gasped as much as the gag would let me. His slick fingers then played around my asshole, pressing lightly, I started making whimpering noises and pushed back at his hand. 3 of his fingers dip in and out of my pussy this time, my legs opened wider and I pressed up with my hips almost screaming with need. Then I felt him. He pressed the tip of his cock wet with my cum against my ass. Slowly he rubbed back and forth, pushing little by little he entered my ass. My head pushed back into the floor, arching my spine off the ground, I tried to relax to let him all the way in. I took a deep breath and suddenly he slid all the way in. I pushed into him with my ass as much as I could, and then he leaned into me. Making my legs almost touch the ground on either side of my arms. I tried to make him move faster. The more I moved the less he moved, this frustrated me and I growled at him, he reached down and pulled on the nipple clamps so that my nipples were pulled out as far as their restrictions will allow them. He released them and then started pumping my ass slowly. I ended up lost, I don't know if I was moaning or screaming, maybe I was doing both as he pushed in and pulled out of me. He brought me to the edge of orgasm several more times before reaching down and pulling off the nipple clamps. I screamed and came so hard I felt my cum as it rained down on my stomach and bounced off his stomach that was pressed against me. I felt him push a few more times as he came in my ass, then slowly released my legs and collapsed on my chest, sending me into another orgasm from the pain in my tits, he chuckled and it sent me into more shivers and small orgasms. When he could move again he sat up and brought my legs back down, they laid flat to either side of him, just brushing the hairs on his legs. Then I felt his tongue lap at my stomach, slowly moving down to my thighs and then he started with the pussy. His tongue is smooth and warm as I feel him get to my pussy. Slowly lapping at my juices. In one broad stoke of his tongue he licked me from the base of my pussy all the way up to my clit. The feeling of his tongue sent me arching back off the bed. He put a hand on my stomach as his body moved, never letting the contact go. I felt him start to release my gag, pulling it out of my mouth. Then I felt his lips on my lips and he started to kiss me slowly. I could still taste myself on him, as his tongue slid into my mouth he shared his gift with me, as he let some of my cum back into my mouth. He kissed me until there was only a hint of my flavor left in his mouth. I then started licking at the corners of his mouth, then moving around his face where I could reach, cleaning up any of my cum. He pulled up and I moaned at his absence. The gag is then placed loosely into my mouth, I made a questioning noise in my throat. Then I felt him start to unbind my tits. Each wrap of rope made me bite down on the gag and moaning again. By the time he was done I was wriggling on the ground again and moaning uncontrollably. He fondled my tits and pressed them into my chest. My hips started gyrating and my knees found the will to bend and push my hips up towards him. He leaned over my body, pressing all of his weight on to my tits he undid my blind fold, I blinked a couple of times, and then he positioned himself between my legs again. This time pushing only one finger into me. I moaned in disappointment and frustration and pushed up at his hand. He removed his finger and then pressed 4 fingers into my pussy, making me scream and buck against his hand. He fucked me with his hand until I came all over his arm. He reached for a soft towel this time. He wiped both of us as clean as possible. He then came around and took out my gag and released my arms. I laid there for a few moments before rolling on to my side, moaning and twitching as I met with good sore spots and spots that were very sensitive. As I sat up to pull myself over to his lap he reached for the cloud blanket, my brush and a bottle of water. As I laid my head on his thigh, he moved my hair out from under my head. putting the blanket on top of me, he opened the water for me and helped me start to sip it. When I was able to sip the water by myself he reached over with the brush and started working out the tangles and brushed my hair until it was smooth. When he set the brush down, he reached over and pat me on the head saying, "Such a good little slut."

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My audition

fred — Wed, 30 Jul 2008 17:35:54 GMT

Slave Julia mentioned in her on-line posting that Master X was looking for a male slave. I contacted her to express my interest and she promised to pass my offer along to Master X. A few days passed and I received an invitation to come and meet Master X. I called into work sick and took off the next day, driving 5 hours north to their rural homestead.

It was the middle of August and hot. As I pulled off the road onto the dirt driveway, dust filling the air, I found my mind racing—finally I was acting on years of fantasies, years of longing to belong to a master and maybe even a mistress as well. I hoped all would go well.

Master X greeted me at the door. He looked like his photos; he was taller and larger than I was, thin, and quiet in demeanor. I entered the house. A cat was lounging on a chair and the furnishings, while well used, appeared comfortable. I introduced myself. He stood looking at me without saying a word until I began to feel uncomfortable. Then he ordered me to take off my clothes and to leave them in a pile by the door. He called slave Julia to take my clothes and to escort me to my “audition.”

I slipped out of my clothes and folded them and handed them to slave Julia. She was fully dressed as was Master X. She then pointed toward a hallway, at the end was a flight of stairs going down to the basement. I followed her. The steps were cool and rough and the basement was largely unfinished with the exception of a room off to one side. She opened the door and there was a room filled with the Master’s “toys”.

“Julia”, he ordered, “select a whip for me to use on this slave.” Slave Julia walked over to the collection, studied it for a few moments, and returned handing one of the whips to Master X. I was then instructed to lie on a leather bench that elevated my buttocks and my hands and ankles were attached by slave Julia to fasteners at each end. A video camera was turned on. Immobilized, the whipping began.

I lost count. Each lashing seemed to burn more than the one before. I began to moan. When he tired, Master X handed the whip to his slave and instructed her to continue with my punishment. She did, and was as cruel as Master X with her placement of the whip on my bare and exposed flesh. She seemed to take particular pleasure in finding whelts already raised by Master X and punishing them with further blows. Master X would stop her from time to time to allow me to catch my breath. When I thought I could take no more punishment Master X roughly greased my asshole with some lubricant and opening his fly thrust his large erect cock into me as I groaned. He roughly fucked me and, after coming, had me lick his cock clean.

He then pulled my head back and whispered into my ear, “good boy, now it’s time for your audition”.

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Does anyone care?

AfroerotiK — Wed, 23 Jul 2008 14:54:05 GMT

That fantasies is spelled incorrectly?

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Best Music/Songs that Get You In the Mood

Aprilbaby — Thu, 10 Jul 2008 22:43:25 GMT

What songs or music gets you in the mood?

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My new fantasy

Lester — Fri, 18 Jul 2008 03:44:34 GMT

I want to be able to swap bodies with my lady for a night. That way I can see what it is like to have the ability to experience unlimited orgasms. She has it so good.

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(In New York City!) Peg-Ass-Us, Sex-Ed through Burlesque, Puppetry, Song and, of course, Mythical Creatures

John — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 04:36:45 GMT

What: Peg-Ass-Us by John Leo & Sophie Nimmannit
A production of Pack of Others, www.packofothers.org
Where: Dixon Place, 258 Bowery, NY, NY
When: July 10th, 11th & 12th. 8:00 PM
Admission: $15 ($12 student/senior), www.dixonplace.org, (212) 219-0736

Peg–Ass–Us: Queer Sex For Straight People?

Peg–Ass–Us is a theatrical burlesque all about “pegging,” the sexual act where a woman wearing a strap-on dildo penetrates a man’s anus. A charming duo, Sophie and John (portrayed by co-creators and real-life couple Sophie Nimmannit and John Leo) are out to spread the word about pleasures of prostate stimulation and strap-on sex. Their headlong dive starts with the facts, but once they take the plunge, their personal differences play tug-of-war with the lesson plan, pulling sex from silly to serious, between kink and dignity, and wrangling over issues of gender, sexual identity and personal desires. Armed with original songs
(accompanied by banjo-uke and glockenspiel), dance, puppetry, drag, physical comedy and audience participation, the two lovers turn their bedroom and hearts inside out for the world to see.
And take off their clothes.

Peg–Ass–Us is part of the HOT! Festival, Dixon Place's 17th Annual
Celebration of Queer Culture. The show premiered at the 2008 Montreal
Fringe Festival in June and the fringe website buzzed with audience
enthusiasm: “Kind of like the sex ed you wish you'd had in high school!”
“Hilarious, totally shameless in a good way.” “An awesome exploration
of how it feels to prefer sexual activities that are perceived to be outside
of the norm.” In September, the show will travel to the San Francisco
Fringe Festival, where it will be hosted by the Center for Sex and Culture
(directed by Dr. Carol Queen, who starred in the "wildly successful"
1998 film “Bend Over Boyfriend.”) Pack of Others' first show FLUID, a
personal exploration of “bisexuality,” by founding member Erika Kate
MacDonald, toured to Minneapolis, Boulder, NYC, and Portland last year.

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World's Greatest Music Video Or World's Greatest Porn Promo?

Alan — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 06:33:05 GMT

http://fleshbot.com/5019491/worlds-greatest-music-video-or-worlds-greatest-porn-promo

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Under The Summer Sun

uli — Sat, 14 Jun 2008 09:22:58 GMT

I was hiking up in the woods around Nyack when I first saw them: three women and two men. It was way off of any of the paths. They’d just arrived. I hid behind a deadfall very close by and watched. The women were beautiful, dressed in flowing white garments and sandals. They looked like angels. One of the men was also dressed in white. He was holding a black Nike gym bag. He stood with the women while the other man, barefoot and clad only in a ragged pair of camouflage shorts, set the camp for what appeared to be a picnic. He set out four folding chairs, a small camp table, and a blanket. He laid out food and drink and plates and utensils from a large picnic basket, then stood silently as the others surrounded him. One of the women whispered something to him. He stripped off his shorts. He knelt, bowed his head, and clasped his hands in front him, as if in prayer.

The picnic arrangement was in the shade of a tree, but there was a large patch of grass directly in front of the chairs flooded with bright sunlight. The kneeling man bent down and kissed the feet of each of the women, then rose and walked to the center of the sunlit grass. He was slender and well-muscled, and his skin was white as milk in the light. Bright red welts criss-crossed his back and the backs of his buttocks and thighs. He laid down on his back and spread his arms and legs. I could see that his pubic hair had been shaved off. The other man opened the bag and took out a set of four thick leather cuffs with d-rings attached. The metal d-rings glinted in the sun as he quickly fastened them around the spread-eagled ankles and wrists of the man on the ground. He then removed a hammer, some rope, and eight tent stakes from the bag. He drove the stakes into the ground, two to each limb, and bound the prone man’s limbs to them, pulling each limb tight as he did so. He rose and returned to one of the chairs, where he poured himself a glass of white wine and sat down.

The three women knelt around the bound man. Two of them caressed him, stroking his chest, ribs, and stomach as the third, a raven-haired beauty built like a ballet dancer, leaned over and whispered into his ear, gently stroking his hair as she did so. I strained to hear what she was saying to him, but I couldn’t. His chest began to heave as his cock stiffened. I felt myself becoming aroused. The dancer pulled back to an upright seated position. She reached into a small white cotton purse at her side and extracted two shining metal clamps, handing one each to her two companions. They each took hold of a nipple, pinching them slightly to attach the clamps. The man on the ground arched his back and I heard him exclaim, “Praise the Goddess!” in a hoarse voice.

The three women stood above him and stepped back, appraising his response. He was panting. He had his eyes squinted shut in the blinding sunlight. The women glided back to the chairs, where the other man poured and served them each a glass of wine. They drank and chatted. I only heard fragments, something about the dressed man’s wife, her birthday coming up, an entertainment. The man on the ground shifted his position several times, trying to get comfortable. He moaned a couple of times early into it, but then he just let out a few big sighs now and then. About twenty minutes later, the dancer drained her glass, rested it on the table and got up. She bent over the prisoner and pulled the clamps off of his tits. He uttered a very brief sharp cry and again proclaimed, “Praise the Goddess!” in a voice more parched than before.

He began to sweat. It was coming up on noon, and flies began to light upon his flesh. I think they were biting him. It seemed to cause him a lot of discomfort. He squirmed in his bonds, trying to shake off the insects: a gesture of futility, really, because he was stretched tightly enough that he could barely move. One of the women, a diminutive redhead, pulled a honey jar out of the picnic basket and bent to her knees at his side. Dipping her fingers into the jar, she smeared honey over his nipples and streaked it down his ribs. She gouged it into his navel.

“Do his cock and balls,” laughed the dancer. “Do his ass crack.” The redhead smeared honey on his exposed cock and balls. His cock was very hard. She rubbed it into his ass. Then she went back to her chair. The man in white gave her a towel and poured her another glass of wine. She rubbed the honey off of her hands carefully, daubing the towel into a bowl of water.

They drank and ate fruit in silence, only occasionally glancing at their captive. The sun was taking its toll on him. I could see that his skin was beginning to burn, the milky-white turning pink. Flies and other insects lit on his flesh, attracted by the honey and the smell of his sweat. He kept flexing and unflexing his muscles. I couldn’t turn away. I’d never even imagined anything like this. Even his occasional groans were turning me on. I’m not cruel by nature, but it was clear that he was enduring this ordeal voluntarily. I’d heard of sado-masochism, of course, but I never gave it much thought. This wasn’t like anything I’d ever heard of. The whole tableau had a weird beauty about it. It didn’t look pornographic, there wasn’t any of the costuming I’d always associated with S&M.

I wondered about the prisoner, who he was, how he came to be here. Was he a slave? If so, whose? Why did he pray to the three women, and why did he say “Praise the Goddess”? Who was the other man? He was very dark, Italian or Greek, maybe an Arab. He was very attractive and poised. Was this some kind of cult thing? I was a little bit frightened and very turned on by it all. The prisoner was okay-looking, average, with wild blonde hair and a few days’ growth of beard. He looked feral. The way he was bound and the ordeal he was enduring transformed him somehow. He became an object of intense lust for me. I wanted to swallow him whole. I wanted him to kiss my feet. I wanted to grind my pussy into his face. I wanted to fuck him.

After about an hour-and-a-half in the sun, he began rolling his head from side to side and ululating softly. I was glad to be in the shade. It was very hot, but watching him suffer in the sun made me feel cool. The little redhead knelt beside him and wiped his forehead with a damp cloth. “We won’t be having any problems with ants on this picnic,” she said. “They’re all over his balls.”

“Clean him off,” the dancer said. “Take your time with his cock. We don’t want him to come.” The redhead poured some fresh water into a bowl and began wiping the honey off the prisoner. He shuddered and groaned as she wiped his chest. His cock looked as if it might burst right out of his skin. When she touched it with the damp cloth, his whole body shook and he gasped. “P-praise the Goddess!” he croaked. “Water,” he begged. “Please. Water. Please.” The redhead looked at the dancer.

“No,” she said. “No water yet. Remain silent. Speak only when spoken to, except to praise the Goddess.” She removed a sort whip, a sort of cat-o’-nine-tails, from the gym bag and handed it to the redhead. “Give him twelve hard across his chest, for begging.” The smaller woman took the whip in her right hand and began whipping the man’s chest. He strained, all of his muscles tense, the tendons in his neck taught and visible, sweat dripping off of him everywhere. His face flushed. He gasped and grunted as the beating continued, each lash harder than the one before. By the ninth, he began to bang his head up and down against the soft grass beneath him, panting like an animal. Then it was over, and he stretched, groaned, and relaxed. In a ragged whisper he said again, “Praise the Goddess!”

The dancer laid the whip on the arm of her chair and reached into the bag. She extracted a folded white cloth, which she handed to the blonde. The blonde rose from her chair and knelt beside the prisoner, unfolding the cloth on the grass. I couldn’t quite see what was in the cloth. She stroked and massaged the man’s nipples. He made a long, low moaning sound, like an animal. He arched his back as much as he could, thrusting his swollen nipples upwards toward her hands. She picked up a plastic packet from the cloth and extracted a large IV needle tip, much bigger than the ones used for routine injections. It was like a horse needle. She pinched his right tit and pushed the needle through the very tip of his nipple. He gasped. “Remain silent,” she said. She repeated the procedure with his left tit. He shuddered and fell back, as if he’d gone into a trance.

She shifted her position and proceeded to stick twelve of them through the skin of his cock, starting just under the head and working her way down the shaft. I was amazed at his erection. It never faltered, even as it was being pierced. He panted, but he didn’t make a sound. When she was finished, she stood up over him, her feet straddling his ribcage, her shadow falling across his face. “Open your eyes and look at me,” she commanded. He squinted, sweat stinging his eyes as he tried to comply. “Who are you?” she demanded. “Speak. Answer me.”

“I am no one,” he croaked. He was parched. “I have no name.”

“What are you called?” she asked.

“I am called ‘slave’ and ‘martyr’,” he replied. “I am called naked, humble, obedient, and suffering.”

“Who do you serve?”

“I serve the Goddess and her priestesses, who are the beloved torturers.”

“How do you serve the Goddess?”

“By suffering. By humbly and gratefully accepting the sacrament of torture.”

He was still perspiring, so sunstroke hadn’t set in yet. The strange, cultish recitation stilled him. He seemed almost in a trance now. There was no twitching, no squirming. His breathing was regular. Amazingly, he was still erect. I began to wonder if he’d been drugged with Viagra or something. The dancer said something to the little redhead, who then took the bowl of water and the cloth and sat beside his head. She soaked the cloth and held it over his mouth. “Drink,” she said softly, squeezing the water out of the cloth. He opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue, eagerly catching the drops as they fell. As he drank, the blonde knelt beside him and began extracting the needles, working her way up the shaft of his cock, and then his nipples. Blood mixed with sweat ran freely from his wounds.

The well-dressed man took a small digital camera from the bag and began photographing the prisoner from all angles. “Open your eyes wide and look at me,” he commanded. The prisoner complied, even though the sun must have been blinding.

“Do you find him satisfactory?” asked the dancer.

“Very,” replied the man. “His capacity for submission and suffering is impressive. Most masochists are too high-maintenance. I think she’d like him well-tanned. He’ll be indoors for this. Keep the beard just as it is. He looks like a surfer: she likes that type.”

“When do you want him delivered?” She spoke of him as if he were a box of chocolates or flowers.

“Friday night, about 7:00. Bread and water until Wednesday, then water only. No sleep, beginning Thursday.”

“Very good. Is there anything further you would inflict upon him today?”

The well-dressed man looked directly at me. “I’d like to see what that young lady over there would like to do with him. Come out, we won’t hurt you. Have a glass of wine with us.”

I had no idea how to respond. I was embarassed at being caught spying, and I must have blushed, being even more embarassed by my own state of arousal. I stumbled out from behind the deadfall in a daze.

“Don’t be afraid,” the dancer said. She handed me a cool glass of white wine. “We knew you were there all along. Relax.”

The wine was exquisite. I looked down at the prisoner, and his eyes met mine. His face was full of fear and longing. Cowper’s fluid dripped in a steady stream from his bloody cock, little rivulets of dried blood ran from his nipples. He was covered in sweat, every muscle in his body tight and visible. My own nipples tightened under my sports bra, and my pussy was so wet that I feared I might stain my khaki hiking shorts.

I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with him, but I knew I wanted to do something with this gorgeous, pitiful martyr. I asked for another glass of wine, to help me decide. His fate, for now, was in my hands. It was the single most delicious moment of my life, so far. I was going to turn him inside out, starting with his mouth. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, but he wouldn’t be thirsty.

.

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if your looking for local swingers

jeremy — Sun, 15 Jun 2008 18:19:56 GMT

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PLAGIARIZED!!!

TreasuredOne — Sat, 24 May 2008 06:24:34 GMT

PLAGIARIZED I tell ya, right in front of God and Tribe and everyone!!

I'm in shock, I'm hurt, I'm mad as heck, I'm so unbelievably naive!!
My story "Lust In The Lav" is posted in a tribe called "Cookie's Wordnerds"
and being claimed by someone named "SHAN". Grrrrrrr

She made a handful of changes and thinks the story is hers. Double GrrrGrrrrrrr

<sigh> waking up to reality is painful.

There are other stories appearing in this tribe under the same ID.
Better check and make sure it isn't one of yours. Grrrrrrrrrr

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Post Threesome Advice

stephen — Tue, 10 Jun 2008 05:58:40 GMT

My wife and i just recently had our first threesome... which we thoroughly enjoyed... The girl is a friend of my wife and who came over often, but since the threesome she's brought a friend with her everytime she's come over. Its only been two or three times shes come over since the threesome which took place less than a week ago, but I cant help thinking that she's doing it to stop it from happening again. Moreover, she doesnt say much to me, or show me much attention when she comes over. Not that I require a bunch, but I think that she might be nervouse about my wife getting jealous... which isnt the case at all... she wanted it as much as I did! I dont think that any of us knew what to expect in the aftermath of the whole thing, and maybe she just doesnt know how to handle the whole thing... since it was her first threesome also. I just really want her to be comfortable with us and what happened.... how do I talk to her about it without putting her in an uncomfortable position... I could really use some advice....

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Does anyone know a web site or where I can find BDSM paper dolls?

rebecca — Fri, 13 Jun 2008 20:43:31 GMT

I own an Adult book that has a bondage paper doll at the back but i dont wish to cut it from the book. I do not have access to a photo copy machine that would be ok to use for this purpose. Does anyone know of any sites that have bdsm paper dolls?I have searched but to no avail.Any little bit would help`.
Thank you
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Feed me Im starving

Sparky — Fri, 30 May 2008 19:34:55 GMT

I walked in to the bar and looked around, my eyes had to adjust to the light. I saw an empty table in the corner. Sat down and looked around. The barmaid came over and asked what I wanted. "A cold beer and a hot woman." I told her. "I can get you the beer" she said.
After several beers and continued banter between her and I she sat down. "Sherri, yours?"
"I'm called Sparky, or Spark."
" Why Sparky"
"Cause I start things"
"Such as?"
"Fun, trouble, machines, pleasure."
"but do you finish what you start?"
"Depends."
"On?"
"whether is better to leave it going or ride it out."
She laughs, "Cocky bastard aren't you?"
"I do alright, not many complaints"
"COMPLAINTS! a man that admits to complaints, that's new."
"no body's perfect, Babe Ruth either struck out or hit a home run."
"I think I like you."
I knew I liked her. Sherri was blond, laser blue eyes, 5ft 5 in slender small breasted, long legs, brilliant smile, quick wit.
"need another beer? don't leave I get off in another hour and a half.
"yes and yes mam."
The time drug by slowly. Sherri walks up says "lets go Jean will close up for me, it's not every night I meet an honest man, I think I want some."
"I'm all yours Darlin. your have a ride, or you want to go on the bike with me?"
"A bike? What kind? Oh my that's nice, you get more and more interesting. The bike, I can come back and get my car"
I start bike and climb on Sherri gets on behind me, I kick it in gear and say "Where?" She directs me to an apartment complex several blocks away. She lives on the end second floor," no one above or on the bedroom side" she states. She opens us each a beer and turns on some music, jazz. The lights are dim, the time is right. I take her hand and pull her to me. Inhale at her neck deeply, sweat, beer, cigarette smoke perfume, woman.
" I need a shower, always shower when I get home"
"Don't let me stop you, I'll hang out"
"be right back, smelling better."
"You mostly smelled delicious as you are."
"now your lying"
Minutes later she returns, damp hair, clean fresh, glowing. Dressed in blue and white baby doll. I grab her hand and pull her to me again, kissing the nape of her neck inhaling her scent again.
"better?'
"Too clean, I prefer a bit of sweat and aroma."
'Tough shit, I want to be clean"
"Clean mind, clean body...take your pick."
"You are a naughty boy, aren't you?"
"As naughty as you want me"
"come here naughty boy"
Sherri pulled me toward the couch then pushed me down on to the cushions on my back. She sat on my midriff, knees under her and pinned my arms to the couch. I mocked trying to escape, she really was quit strong. I relaxed, she unbuttoned my shirt. I reached up her nightie for her breasts.
"on no not yet, wait until you are told you can touch me."
She ground her hips on me, riding me like I was a horse. My cock began to grow firm. I could soon feel warmth radiating from her crotch. She toyed with my nipples and let her hair drag across my bare chest. Sherri removed her nightie, her firm small breasts danced before me tempting taunting me. I want so badly to touch taste smell her.
"Like?"
"Lovely, may I touch?"
I said as I reached for the succulent globes.
'NO not yet."
She got up and said "get your pants off now"
I quickly dropped my Wranglers on the floor and sat back down.
"Take those damn things of too, now"
"Yes Mam"
I was naked, my semi erect cock sticking out in front of me She looked me over with a appreciative gleam in her eye.
"lie down on the floor, now."
I did as I was instructed.
She stood over me a foot on each side of my chest. She pulled her panties down to her knees.
"take them off, but don't touch me."
Sherri sat down on my chest facing my feet. She began to expertly manipulate my cock until I was hard. I could feel the heat from her as she rubbed her labia on my chest. Her Juices began to flow and collect on my skin. I inhaled deeply filling my head with her scent.
"you smell delicious"
"I'm glad you like, wanna taste?'
"I starving for you"
I put my hands on her hips to guide her to hungry mouth.
"don't touch me, I told you!"
She moved back and maneuvered her dripping labia to my face. She held it just inches from my eager lips.
"May I kiss you mistress?"
"yes, but just a little kiss"
I reached up with my tongue and opened her lips, her juices flowed on to my face. I drank them eagerly.
"Kisses me, eat me suck me, now"
Sherri settled back and covered my with her groin. She moved and rubbed herself against me, pressed her weight on me then rose slightly so I could breath.
"Ah that's it, it me feed on me suck me.'
I ate as if I was starving, I sucked slurped, plunged my tongue into her depths. She began to orgasm and shudder, then grew limp. I saw my chance and rolled her over so I was on top of her, holding her down.
"you don't have to force feed me Darlin, I want all of that I can have."
"You do?"
"Yes, now."
I slid down kissing my way across her slender body stopping to feed on each of her breasts.
When I arrived at her thighs I toyed and teased and tantalized her with hands. fingers, lips, nose, tongue. Her back was arching raising herself off the floor offering her self to me.
"do you want a kiss, want me to eat you?"
"yes yes goddammit eat me!"
I did over and over and over. We made love and I came deep inside her, rolle doff and kissed back to her wet swollen pussy and ate her again. Tasting my salty cum mixed with her funky womanhood.
"Delicious, you are delicious."
"really? You enjoy that? Most men won't do more that give a pussy a quick lick, then expect an half hour blow job."
"I'm not most men, I'm Sparky, remember. Want more?"
"sigh, yes I do, eat me eat me."

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The mark of the beast

TreasuredOne — Sun, 08 Jun 2008 07:52:29 GMT

The scent of fresh linen fills her senses
Head cradled in a pillow’s softness
Limbs sprawled wide, owning the bed
Blinking at the candles light
Then her ears alert to a soft rumbling
She gasps as a shadow displays on the curtain
Eyes strain to believe the reality
A large cat, not purring by rumbling so near
Searching the shadows for another glimpse
Startled when a large cat
Backlit by the moonlight,
It’s coat gleaming blue black
Stands boldly in her doorway
All she can make out is the eyes
Green and burning with....is it lust
Paralyzed with fear, she stares but does not move
The morning dew catches the animals breath
Forming mists about it’s head
Mists rise from it’s body, indicating it’s heat
When the long tongue slides out, lolling
The scent of the animals breath fills the room
Her mind tells her to run, but she cannot move
Her mind tells her to scream, but she cannot
Then in one fluid motion, the animal crouches
Leaping to land on the bed
Standing over her naked body
Breathing near her ear, drooling down her shoulder
Her eyes are closed tight against her demise
When the rumbled purr morphs to a low groan
Then large fingers slip between hers, restraining hands
Lips move over her temple, cheek and down her neck
Then a man’s large cock slips between her legs
Sliding through her folds, caressing her clit
Her mind unable to make sense, simply responds
As lips suckle her earlobe, her hips press upward
When teeth gently press into her jugular
Then suck sharply, the skin against the teeth
Her hips move in unison with the thrusts
A moan forms deep in her throat and he answers
Growling
Her head is pulled back sharply, fingers in hair
One hand grasping the throat, teeth warning still
He growls and she whimpers
Then plunging deep, he buries his cock against womb
Suddenly a frenzy of lust ensues
He buries himself deeper with each thrust
Pulling her head back , arching her body
Rolling a nipple, tugging it, pinching it
All the while ramming and ramming
Her body electrified, she trembles and sweats
His nostrils flair, catching her scent
Licking her shoulder he reapplies the bite
In one slick slide he frees from the pussy
Entering the ass, pressing his prey into the bed
She screams as her body flashes and burns
Then explodes in light and sparks
Her essence flooding the bed
And still he pounds, the force barbaric
Until his muscles lock, head arches back
And a howl echoes through her body
And is gone...

An early morning breeze rushes through white lace curtains
Slipping over her naked body.
She stirs and breathes deeply,
The scent of tropical flowers and warm ocean waves.
Dark lashes lift and blink, learning again the bright morning sunshine.
Her limbs lengthen as toes and fingers stretch and flex,
Limbs slightly trembling with the effort.
The spicy scent of her sex joining the tropical mix in the air.
Suddenly, the body arches from the bed in a sensual convulsion
The last effects of slumber are banished.

She sits up with a start, looking about in terror or is it disappointment
Alone, she is alone in the room. No lingering scent of wild animal
No wet sheets, could she have dreamed it, but it was so real
Stumbling into the bathroom, her sex is not tender as she would expect
She sits down and relieves herself, wipes and stands up facing the mirror
Then her world tilts violently, she grasps the counter to steady herself
She stares at the large reddish mark on her neck
The mark of the beast, or was it man, or was it both.

© 2008
Treasured

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mfm threesome

david — Tue, 18 Dec 2007 04:14:08 GMT

I'm a straight male and had a girlfriend a couple of years ago. We went dancing in a club,another guy asked her to dance and she looked at me asking permission. I agreed and , as they danced, I found it very erotic.
Throughout the evening I encouraged her to dance with him, they made out etc.
Hot.
I told her I was open to sharing her with another man; she was so impressed and excited.
The next day I told my best friend and he took us for dinner.
Afterwards, we took her to his place and shared her all night.
It was the most exciting night of my life and I would love to find a wife like that.

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Recent All Male fantasy

Xavior_C_Bonezs — Wed, 14 May 2008 03:50:23 GMT

I picture meeting a couple of guys online one day and we discuss ourselves and I tell them basically I am interested in both of them at the same time. We meet in a public place then go back to their place. When we get there they start kissing me and gently undressing me. I am enjoying their hands on me and the lips on my skin. I start caressing both of them the best I can. Kissing their necks and lips when I can get them close enough. Next thing I know I am naked and the are rubbing my back and stomach. They gentle urge me into the bedroom where I am eased on the bed. They sit near me undressing as I touch and kiss each of them. I soon feel a hand on my cock. I am in pushed back on the bed and my face is straddled by one. He starts to rub his balls on my chest as I grab his cock and start to stroke. His partner slips between my legs and starts to suck me. I pull the one on my chest into my mouth. He starts to fuck my face and makes me swallow him deep. As he is pushing into my mouth I can feel my cock getting the same treatment I am giving. I start to massage his balls and mine are massaged. I start to feel myself cumming when the cock in my mouth explodes deep into my throat. The pushes me into a hard orgasm into the mouth on my cock. As I gasp to recover a little from the experience they switch places and start the process again this time the gay on my chest isn't being patient about me taking his cock in my mouth. He starts to shove his cock deep into my mouth. I can barely breathe around it when I feel a mouth on my cock. The mouth was also being rough with me . I can feel another orgasm coming fast and like before the cock in my mouth explodes causing me to lose control and explode this time it was a harder orgasm.

They both get up and kiss each other then order me to roll over. I rolled over and spread out on the bed. They drag me to the edge of the bed and start to lube my ass. I groan due to the excitement they are causing. One of the pushes my body down and sits on my back. He grabs my checks and spread them to expose my tight hole. I feel a cock pressing against my hole wanting to get in. I relax and he pushed himself in. I know it was the first guy due to the fact he was gentle in my ass. As he pushed into me his partner climbed off of me and shoved his cock in my face and told my to suck it. I did not argue and started to suck on him hard. As my ass fucker is pounding me he starts to pant and grunt like he is cumming. He doesn't stop and asked if I had enough of his cum in me. I mumbled a no around the cock in my mouth and as looked back at him with begging eyes to ask for more. He said he was done in me and his lover would finish me off. The cock in my mouth is now pulled out and I could feel the behind me sit on my back. He said to his lover “Hurry up and fuck this ass before he changes his mind.” I could feel his cock push into me fast and hard. He was buried in my up to his balls. He started to hard fuck my ass and this made me really hard. I was moaning from this when I was pulled off the bed a little more. His partner had gotten under me and started to suck me. As the cock in my ass pounded me the force shoved my cock into the awaiting mouth. This went on for quite some time causing me to cum almost continuously. I start feel the rhythm on the cock in my ass get faster and stronger. He started to scream I was his ass slut and he was going to make my ass drip with his cum. He let out this big load into my ass I couldn't believe he came so much. I grabbed his hips and pulled him closer to me he just kept cumming with each push he did till he slumped on my back. They both got up and headed into the bathroom and cleaned up then came out and cleaned me up. I still would love to have this fantasy come true.

X

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Branding class with Fakir Musafar

Phil — Mon, 26 May 2008 20:36:54 GMT

Tomorrow night May 27---The Kiss of Fire, the ABC's of Branding

At the SF Citadel
1277 Mission Street
San Francisco, Ca 94103

8:00 PM to 10:30 PM
Doors open at 7:30 PM

Admission $20.00

Ever wonder what it's like to brand or be branded?

This evening, the renowned Fakir explores the history, myths and realities of this exotic practice. Fakir will demonstrate practical ways Misters and Mistresses can permanently imprint their subject by fire-direct, multiple strike and electro-cautery tools and techniques.

The class will include a vivid slide show of brands being done, results and how-to information on the making and application of "The Kiss of Fire".

Fakir will do several live brands on volunteers.

Volunteers are requested for the demos. Interested?

Contact Fakir Directly at: Fakir@fakir.org

For more information on this dynamic and world renown presenter/teacher and recent inductee into the Society of Janus Hall of Fame, visit his web site at www.fakir.org.

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Readers' Q&A: The science of sex

Alan — Sat, 24 May 2008 21:34:36 GMT

http://www.newscientist.com/article/dn13890-readers-qa-the-science-of-sex.html?DCMP=ILC-hmts&nsref=specrt11_head_Science%20of%20sex

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snowballing

max — Fri, 23 May 2008 06:38:47 GMT

Any girls (or guys) here snowballed before comment on it. I've seen it done once and it was the hottest thing ever, i wanna try it properly one day maybe get a girl suck a dick then spit it into her mouth (if you dont know what it is its when a guy gets his dick sucked cums in sumones mouth then that person spits it inot sum1 elses mouth, often leaving some on their face)

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The Plane Ride...

VelvetElvis — Wed, 21 May 2008 23:34:23 GMT

Several years ago when flying was actually a pleasurable way to travel I had to go on several business trips to Texas. Seems like the trips back to

California were always late nighters. One trip I was really tired and was lucky to find an unoccupied seat at the rear of the plane. The flight was nearly

empty and I was looking forward to a nice uninterrupted snooze.

I glanced up looking for a stewardess just as they were closing the doors and saw a beautiful young lady nicely dressed in a business suit walking down

the aisle. She walked to the row I was sitting in and asked if the inside seat was taken. Even though she was stunning I reluctantly said no, kissing my

nice comfortable nap time good bye as now there was no place to stretch out. I got a blanket and a pillow from the stew and was still looking forward to

some sleep.

As soon as the plane took off I fell asleep. I was awakened by a soft voice with a very pleasant Texas drawl, she said 'I do hate to bother you, hun, but

I do have to get by you to go to the ladies room'. I blinked and shook my head not really sure where I was for a few seconds and looked over as she was

standing up. I said 'Sure, no problem' and tried to move my legs out of her way as she was scooting past me. She was facing me and lifted her foot to step

over my feet as I was trying to get out of her way when we both heard a ripping sound. She turned beet red and we both looked down to her skirt which had

ridden up her thighs as she was straddling my feet. She lost her balance and fell toward me and put both hands out to catch herself. Her hands ended up in

my lap as her breasts pushed into my face. She pushed harder to right herself and I felt her hand on my dick which was still hard from a sleep erection.

Her boobs in my face did not help this go away.

She finally got herself upright and lifted the other leg over mine and looked at me sheepishly, saying 'Oh, hunny, I am so sorry. Please excuse me'. I

told her not to worry about it and asked her to turn around so I could report on the damage to her skirt. It was ripped but not too badly and I told her

this. She giggled a little and said 'That's good, so I can walk around with out everybody seeing my butt'. We both laughed and she walked up the aisle to

the restroom.

I settled back and glanced around the plane. I noticed that she had received a snack of some crackers and some fruit and had a cocktail. Both were about

half gone. I had just reached over to steal a grape from the tray when she came back to the seat. 'Well I guess I owe you that after falling on top of

you" she said. I looked at her a mumbled 'Oops, you caught me' and we both laughed as I popped a grape in my mouth. She scooted into her seat with no

mishaps and sat down taking a sip of her drink.

She reached over and raised the arms of the seat that was between us as she licked a drop of her drink from her lips and glanced over at me as she lowered

her gaze to the blanket I had pulled over me. I asked her if she was chilly and lifted it up inviting her under and she slid toward me covering herself

with the blanket. As she nuzzled against my arm I felt her hand on my dick and she gave me a quick squeeze. I put my arm around her and pulled her to me

as I placed my hand on her nice breast.

She shivered a little and started fumbling at the belt of my trousers. I helped her with the belt with my other hand and we quickly had my pants

unbuttoned and unzipped. She reached in fondled my hard cock. slowly rubbing her soft hands up and down the length of the shaft, resting her fingers on

the head for a few seconds then repeating the motion. "You must think I am a terrible slut, Sweetie' she said softly. 'I really do not do this all the

time'. I think I muttered something like 'Okay' as she lifted up her skirt and stood up slightly and slipped over to sit on my lap. I pulled the blanket

up to cover us better and moved the both uf us to the middle seat. I reached down and pushed my pants down my legs so my cock was free and pulled up on

her skirt and felt her soft smooth skin. Just as I realized she had nothing on under her skirt she whispered 'I took my panties off in the ladies room'.

I reached around and felt the soft pubic hairs on her mons and rubbed my fingers up and down letting a couple fingers graze her labia lips every so often.

She cuddled her back into me and reached over to her snack tray. She picked up the butter patty and quickly unwrapped it. Her hands disappeared beneath

the blanket and she pulled her self up off my groin a little. She reached back and grabbed my cock and guided it to her. As she settled back down to me I

expected to feel myself enter her pussy. I was very surprised to feel a cool slipperiness on the head of my dick as she moved it back and forth on her

ass. She had the tip of my dick right on her asshole and sat down suddenly. My dick speared into her ass smoothly as I was lubed up with the butter she

had placed on herself. She froze as she hit bottom, gasped in a quick breath, and stayed still for what seemed like a few minutes.

She started to grind her hips around in a soft gentle motion and released a few soft whispery moans. I was rock hard and pushing my cock up inside her ass

as I reached up and cupped her tits and massaged them gently. She then reached over to her tray and took the rest of the bunch of grapes and put them in

my hands. I was confused for a second when she pulled my hands down the her pussy. I got the idea and pulled some grapes from the stem and slipped a few,

one at a time, into her now soaking wet snatch. She started writhing around and I thought we were making too much commotion and looked around in the

darkened plane. Nobody was paying the least attention.

I inserted several more grapes and slipped my fingers into her wet cunt with each grape, pushing them up inside of her. She kept moving around on my dick

and I was buried deep in her steamy hot ass. she was breathin harder with each grape and moving on my dick faster making me close to expolding into her

bowels. Suddenly she raised herself up so that my cock almost slipped out of her and then sat down hard again. I let out a gasp and shot a load of cum deep inside of her. Just as I did she let out a small squeak and covered her mouth with her hand. Pumping back and forth she kept riding my cock furiously

until she let out one more high pitched squeal and stopped motionless except for a clenching of her ass muscles as she milked my cock dry.

I was spent and getting soft as she slipped off of my dick and turned to sit sideways on my lap. I could feel the cum dripping out of her ass and she

reached down to her pussy. She put her hand to my mouth and placed a hot wet grape between my lips and smiled. 'So you like grapes, huh'? she purred and

she continued to feed me her pussy wet grapes. I eagerly ate them as long as she put them to my mouth.

We were getting close to landing so we both straightened up a bit. She went back to the restroom and I wiped myself off on the blanket and button up my

pants. She came back to the seat looking fresh nad took her seat. We landed in silence and gathered our stuff and started down the aisle to disembark the

plane. As we got to the door the flight crew started applauding us. We both shared a quick blushing glance then looked up and accepted the thanks from the

crew.

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Man's Creativity...

TreasuredOne — Sun, 18 May 2008 07:12:35 GMT

The sun warmed Angela’s bare shoulders. The light blue sun dress hugged her body and then spilled over her hips to swirl freely around her legs. In her hand she held a pair of white sandals, bare toes caressed the thick grass as she wandered thru the grounds of the old museum. The main exhibits had been captivating but didn’t hold her attention for long. She had read that the property had once belonged to an aristocratic family with a penchant for deviant behavior. It was the lure of that reputation that had brought her out into the country for a tour of the estate. However, her erotic nature had been disappointed so far and in an attempt to find a hint of the sordid past of legend, she decided to strike out on her own.

As she wandered around the side of the main structure, the trees grew thick and the ivy on the side of the building completely concealed the brick wall. If the sun hadn’t been so brilliant she would surely have missed the small wooden door nearly concealed by the overgrowth. Did she dare venture inside? Slipping her shoes back on, she stepped thru the vines covering the stone path to the portal and turned the doorknob. Relieved when it opened easily she was amazed to find the room well maintained, though dimly lit. Actually the lighting had a faint hint of red, creating an erotic mood. Angela’s heart beat wildly as she sensed she had found what she had been looking for.

She marveled at the detailed sketches hung about the walls, chronically every conceivable position and deviation she had ever heard of. As she wandered into a room further inside the structure, she found sculptures depicting the same scenes she had admired in the sketches. As she studied a particularly erotic piece, she reached out and slid her warm hand down the length of the mans back and over the perfectly formed globes of his ass. Then she wrapped her fingers around his cool marble cock and a rush of heat spread thru her. She pulled her hand away as if burned and turned to leave. Then she noticed yet another very narrow door in a darkened corner of the room.

Quietly she approached the door and turned the knob. The room’s lighting was even dimmer and it took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the lighting. When her vision began to clear she realized the room was filled with pieces of furniture, very plain and unadorned. She walked over to a chair and realized it’s purpose. For, rising from the center of the seat of this plain wooden chair was a large carved penis. She stood, mesmerized, her lovely mouth slightly open and her heart momentarily stilled as the reality of what she was seeing dawned upon her.

At that moment the door opened and a couple quietly stepped inside. She wanted to leave but simply moved to the next exhibit with all the calm sophistication she could muster. Then she began to really look at the contraption before her and felt her face heat as a blush covered her entire body. The seesaw displayed was certainly not a child’s toy for there was a hole in the seat at each end, and rising below each hole was a penis carved from wood. As her mind slipped around the idea of this old world fucking machine, she realized her panties were damp as were her thighs. The beat of her heart was rampant and she couldn’t seem to breath.

She had forgotten the couple until he spoke to her, his mouth very near Angela’s ear. What he said caused her eyes to slide closed and her knees to weaken. “I couldn’t possibly, Sir.” she replied. His low voice rumbled in the small room, “But she will be so very disappointed. Won’t you please reconsider?” As he spoke the other woman stepped over the velvet rope and ripped a foil packet open with her teeth, rolling a condom over one of the wooden penises. Her friendly smile was reassuring, but there was simply no way on earth Angela could be this brazen with strangers. Yet, when he stepped over the velvet rope, ripped a foil packet and applied a condom to the other penis she realized she was going to do this.

His woman stepped up onto the platform, slid her mini skirt up her thighs and straddled the seat, but remained standing. Angela noted the woman wasn’t wearing panties. The stranger reached out his hand to Angela and she took it then stepped over the velvet rope. “Raise your dress.” He stated, and she froze. As he knelt beside her, she remained still until he lifted his eyes to hers and the command was clear. Angela lifted her dress and he slid his hands up her legs, caught her panties in his fingers and slid them down to her ankles. She stepped out of them and up onto the platform. Angela straddled the seat and looked up into the deep green eyes of the other woman, who said, “I think it should be very slow at first, don’t you?” Angela nodded in agreement.

When the woman lowered her weight slightly the wooden seat rose between Angela’s legs and the woman gasped. “Mmm that feels so good, but it’s really big. Are you ready to try?” Without waiting for Angela’s reply, the woman began to rise and Angela’s wet pussy lowered over the wide head of the wooden penis. It pressed against her but didn’t go in. When she winced, the woman began to lower her body again. She seemed to have no problem with the size of the structure but it was simply too large for Angela’s body. Then she felt her dress loosen as the man lowered the zipper. Before she could protest, his fingers were teasing her sensitive nipples. Angela gasped and then groaned as he tugged at her hard pebbles. She didn’t notice when her end of the seesaw began to lower but when the wooden cock pressed against her opening this time it eased inside.

The women continued to tease each other like this for a time until the man took control. He grasped the wooden edge of Angela’s seat and began raising and lowering it higher, lower, faster, harder. Then he would raise it a bit and lower it again, suddenly. Angela began to feel the heat of an approaching orgasm spread up her body. The woman cursed as she also began to near climax. Soon they were both screaming, bodies clutching at the unyielding appendages as they lost control and gave into the pleasure of man’s creativity.

That night, when the janitor entered the hidden playroom, he immediately smelled the sweet odor of female pleasure. He stepped over the velvet rope, lower one end of the seesaw and bent to breath deeply. Yes, it was unmistakable. The sweet nectar of a woman’s essence. He shook his head and grinned. He had been cleaning and polishing this particular toy for decades. It had brought countless ladies, some finer than others, great pleasure. He turned and lifted his eyes to the small camera high in the corner of the room. A knowing grin lifted one edge of the old mans lips and he went about his business.

(A picture of the device that inspired this fantasy is posted in my gallery...enjoy)

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New tribe: Erotic Writers Support Group

Elusive Grace — Tue, 20 May 2008 01:52:03 GMT

I just started a new tribe for writers of erotica. Posting stories is welcome, but the focus will be on improving our writing and offering support, encouragement and advice to other writers. Those that are willing are also invited to meet in person monthly or bimonthly to trade conversation and writing tips.

Let me know if you'd like to join! http://tribes.tribe.net/eroticwriterssupport

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Count down to masturbation

Alan — Mon, 19 May 2008 07:11:59 GMT

The annual Masturbate-a-thon is just a week away, an activity that a decade ago, was never acknowledged with a day devoted to it

http://www.canada.com/edmontonjournal/news/ed/story.html?id=855c35df-40fa-489f-949a-05daf17cc656

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The 25 Most Disturbing Sex Toys

Alan — Mon, 05 May 2008 08:13:06 GMT

http://www.cracked.com/article_16032_25-most-disturbing-sex-toys.html

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Sploshing Tribe

justadream — Sun, 18 May 2008 15:42:11 GMT

Hey if your interested in Sploshing (sexual food play messy or otherwise) or just curious come on over and check us out....were trying to have a bit of a food fight...ha
Bay Area Spolshing
http://tribes.tribe.net/sploshing

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New Tribe: Man Whores For Women

Cindy — Mon, 31 Mar 2008 06:23:35 GMT

Hi, in my continuing saga of finding men who like to be objectified for the women who like to objectify them, I've set up "Man Whores For Women" tribe. I thought some of you might want to join it, too.

Man Whores For Women
http://tribes.tribe.net/female-pimp

Thanks, Cindy

Rules of the group:

In this Tribe the women are the pimps and all of the men are our whores. The women are free to pimp out the men who live in their area to their friends and acquaintances. The men must be willing to do what they are told, and be open to any kind of services and inspection by their pimps.

This is a role play group. There is nothing illegal about our activities. Except for in the state of Nevada and other places/countries where prostitution is legal, our man whores are not allowed to accept money for services rendered. Women in the group, however, are free to be paid for their dating services by their friends and acquaintances however they see fit.

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