Hi, My name is Ken and I've been the fortunate man to be involved with a very sexy,, vibrant sexy lady named Laura…through my stories and e-mail musing with her. I haven't had the fortune of actually meeting her though but through our e-mails and these stories have tried to paint a vivid picture of what that would be like. Today starts her exploration into submissiveness at my hands. It seems our little sex kitten has a very demur side and I am hoping to bring this out further through these stories. Our last encounter left me more than satisfied, for the moment. I, too, am a horny sexual creature…imagine that, an older male with a high sexual drive…. So here I was sitting the night after the culmination of many stories, e-mails and, yes, jack-off sessions and I finally was able to get Laura's trust to actually meet me for a very sensual encounter going well beyond the initial scope of just writing sexy e-mails featuring her. I had always been leery that she wouldn't actually meet me or she'd find another guy to vent her sexual energies on that I really wanted to put out my A game when it finally happened. Now it was time to begin a new chapter in our "relationship." I am still an older, traveling gentleman and insecurities about being able to hold her interest once we've broken our relationship virginity started to kick in. I'm not hung like a horse or even a small pony. But think I'm a fun, creative lover and knew that Laura had a penchant for submissiveness in the …
how i give my friend a blowjob
HERE IS A PICTURE OF MY WHEN I SUCK MY FRIEND AND GET FUCKED:http://dlmyfile.com/7sEU Author’s Note: This story addresses a couple of fetishes. It already has mind control, induced by subliminals and other forms of conditioning. However, it touches upon some other very specific fetishes, namely exhibitionistic dancing to heavy, insistent drum music tracks, nudity, open masturbation in front of strangers, the use of gas and drugs, knockout gas, anonymous people wearing gas masks and the smoking fetish. The characters do not go down the BDSM road. Mind control, in my stories, is more like a slow but steady corruption and subversion of purpose, leading to people losing their inhibitions and letting their sexual side come out to the full. If you can’t tell the difference between the real world, fiction and fantasy by now, stop reading any further. I’m not going to be held responsible for you being an idiot and thinking that this is an account of something that can happen in the real world. This is not some sort of manifesto telling you how to do something stupid. It’s just a work of porn. Nothing more. It was to be, for Julia Markham, a most interesting day. Boredom was the bane of Julia’s life. She had a boring home, a boring boyfriend, a boring job. Even her holidays were boring, with the same boring people in the same boring resorts. Every year they would plan a different resort: each year, they’d find that the same boring people had booked the same bloody boring resort as …
My Transition
My transition into male sex occurred a number of years ago after my first wife passed away following an extended illness. She had been unable to engage in sex for some time, and so I dealt with my physical needs the best I could, mostly through chronic, habitual masturbation. The months following her passing were very difficult for me emotionally, and I was having a hard time dealing with the grief, and the guilt. I had periodically struggled with bouts of guilt since high school, when I began to use masturbation to help deal with stress and insecurities. Back then, it was referred to as “abusing oneself”. I tried to stay busy and exercise to manage these urges, but when that did not work, masturbation (usually in conjunction with anal stimulation) became my “drug of choice”, as it were. I thought marriage would alleviate the need for this, and it did, for a while. But, compulsive, addictive behaviors are hard to break, and I found myself despairing over my lack of self-control. An even greater threat to my battered conscience was my growing desire for close physical intimacy with another male. Throughout my life, my traditional Southern upbringing and church teaching consistently taught me that such desires and behaviors are, at best, morally disordered, and at worst – well, you get the idea. Right or wrong, this was poured into my foundation from the very beginning. So, it should not have come as a surprise that this would be a source of emotional turmoil, especially …
Susan
Susan Susan had been going to the group for 2 months and today it was her turn to speak. She was so nervous. She had heard the stories of the other people, all of them anonymous, of course. The self-help group had a great reputation, something like the AA, alcoholics anonymous. Still she was afraid, because her story was so much weirder than anybody’s. Nobody had done the things she had done. Sure, there was the 30 year old businessman who hired a new secretary every week, fucked her through and then dumped her. That was the way he ticked, he said. And the lady who had a relation with two men at the same time, and they were father and son. Or the guy who who had to eat fresh vegetables during sex – out of his girlfriends pussy. But she was the baddest of all. And she was ashamed of herself, and she was nervous. But here came the nod from the moderator, and she had to stand up. She could hide her shaking hands, but everybody would listen to her shaking voice. The first sentence was the same for everyone, except the name, of course. “Hello everyone, I am Susan and I am a porn and sex addict.” That went over her lips quite smooth and she saw the warm smiles on the face of the 8 other people sitting in the circle. Susan took a deep breath and continued. “It all started two years ago, when I was 18. I just had dumped my boyfriend. He only thought about himself. Yes, we would have sex, but only missionary style. And every time it would hurt. He would cum every time, and maybe half …
My BFF And The Gloryhole
This story is true, and from the late 70s, before we found out anonymous sex could kill you! My Saturday afternoon routine often included an hour or so at the local ABS, sucking and being sucked. Besides the fact that I LOVED to suck, I though dropping a load or two in the afternoon made me a better fuck with my girlfriend that night. This particular afternoon, I had cum once, and sucked off a couple guys. I thought I'd drop another load, and then head out. When a guy entered the booth next to me, I had my cock aimed at the glory hole, ready to be serviced. His fingers reached through the hole and guided my cock straight to his mouth. Long hard sucks, from my pubes to the tip. He swirled his tongue around the head, then did it all over again. If I hadn't already cum once, this would have been over quickly. After a minute or so of the long strokes, he switched to just licking the head. GAWD! I love that! Finally, he settled on polishing my knob, just lips and tongue on the head of my cock. This was one excellent cocksucker, and I wished I could reward him with a huge load, but I could only give him the second load of the day. I blasted it into his mouth and heard him swallow it all down. I had planned to cum and go, but I thought I needed to show this guy that I am an excellent cocksucker, too. I zipped up, and signaled for him to give me his cock. A long, slim, uncut cock came into my booth. I have nothing against uncut cocks, as long as they're clean; and this one was nice …
Dead Writer’s Society – A Halloween Story
I posted this story on the Literotica.com website under the pseudonym Nom_De_Guerre, but am posting it on other sites under my normal tag of “The Technician.” The following warning is absolutely not needed for this story, but if you look up my other stories, some of them are rather intense. WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2014 by The Technician ( [email protected]. ) Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Published eBooks by Wayne Mitchell (The Technician} …
A maternal Affair- Part 2(finale) by crazytownfuck
A Maternal Affair: Part II My Mother's, My Girlfriend (This is the sequel to maternal affair fully updated..) Forum: i****t Chat > Mothers and sons New Topic >> Hi everyone Posted by Debbie at 3:23PM GMT July 1, 2004 Hi everyone, I've been a bit of a lurker at this forum for a while, just reading other people's stories. I can't describe how fantastic it is to find that there are not only mothers (and sons!) who share my love of i****t, but also that there are those who indulge in such a relationship. One of the principle features of an i****tuous relationship is that it is 'taboo' and 'secret', but paradoxically it is the taboo – and not to mention i*****l – nature of the relationship that makes you want to speak out about it, to proudly boast that you've gone beyond the tedious limits of most other people. Some of my friends feel sorry for me because they think I'm single and I have to bite my lip to point out that I'm quiet sexually sastisfied, thank you very much, all thanks to my son, Jake. Luckily, there is the internet! Here, like you other regulars, I can safely and anonymously make my proud decleration that I fuck my own son, that we have an extraordinarily intense relationship, both sexual and otherwise…whilst not creating a scandal out here in the real world where I'd dare not give rise to any suspicions as to what I get up to with my boy! Just to introduce myself, my name is Debbie and I am aged 31. I had my son Jake when I was only a teenager. Jake is 15 now …