I have seen a lot of it – Some is quite good – See here my more than ten thousand favourite videos! I have seen also many videos without acting or directors, why are they always better than pro-porn? I am amazed as pleased by extreme success of the first episode with over fifteen thousands readers! I especially like the serious and lengthy feedback in some of the comments which invoke my interest I ended the third installment of this series of serious essays with my offer of three next subjects I got one vote from one of my dozen muses in a private message to tell more about pleasure spanking I guess that means she wins my plebicit among my dear readers by only one vote to zero: so You lost I will tell about my first muse who taught me everything I know in private messages and her stories I address the confusion in porn about spanking for punishment, a former Anglosaksian educational habit I summarise the standard scenario of a spanking video from the UK or US here for uninformed readers: I can skip first half, often two-thirds: a teacher lectures a teen about breaking the school rules I know from the start how good or bad (mostly the latter) it will be: raised voice and lots of bla-bla I know the dozen reasons for girls to be spanked: being late, caught smoking masturbating or whatever It is all against (boarding) school regulations, so she will receive a severe spanking at bare bottom It is first at her knickers as the English call it, but eventually they come off – bare …
The Bookstore
She had always loved to read. Even as a kid, she always had her nose in a book. She’d read while walking to school, while brushing her teeth, she used to ride to the library and come home bowed under the weight of her book bag. She was voracious about it, she devoured novels, she worked her way systematically through the library. When her mum and dad went to shopping malls on the weekend, they often left her in a book store while they got groceries or ran errands, it was easy, she’d just sit in a corner and read and read and read. She couldn’t quite remember when she first discovered the adult books section. She’d been young, she knew that much. Maybe 11, maybe 12. Every bookstore has one, Borders, Dymmocks, Angus & Robertson – it’s a thin slice of shelf, usually somewhere in between Self Help and Health. She was a kid, she was curious. She’d already found her mum’s copy of the Joy of Sex, she’d felt that hot guilty pressure in her lower stomach, she thought there might be more where that came from in this new genre, this new frontier, ADULT NOVELS . She stood in front of books about portion size and the optimum amount of daily steps and darted her eyes left. Hand outstretched, shaking, trying desperately to seem casual. Slipping out that first volume. Hurrying away to a corner and devouring it in hot, hungry eyefuls; feeling swollen, feeling distended and not knowing why. Clenching her thighs together. Peering around to make sure no one was coming. She wouldn’t want to get …
The Repression of Truth in Erotica
There is a creeping attempt to sanctify the truth in sexual literature in the name of social good. I see it here and in other adult literature boards. It is not the fault of the editors as they try to balance freedom of expression with staying off the censors hate system. Please do not confuse this discussion with the matter of child porn in videos or on line. Here I am talking about the loss of being able to accurately portray stories in words based on real life incidents or fantasies. This is not a promotion of child exploitation. Society would have you think that young people wait until they are of legal age before they pull down their pants and explore the fun parts of their bodies. In truth, the University of Michigan Health System found that children discover their genital parts by age 6 months for boys and 11 months for girls. In fact most children play with their genitals fairly regularly by age 5-6, both boys and girls. (University of Michigan Health Service, web address umich.ed/yourchild/topics/masturbation). Ultra sound evidence indicates boys at least may actually play with themselves in the womb. Playing Doctor and other childhood games are a normal part of development. They do not represent a perversion on the youngster’s part, just human sexual development. By the time society deems it proper for us to discuss consensual sex with minors (age 16 in most areas), 40% of kids have already had sex. I myself was X years old when the neighborhood slut, who was X+ …
My Step Mom Story 1 of 3
This is my first time writing a story but long time reader of stories. Let me start out by telling you about myself. I'm 32 now 6'3 250. I was a football player in high school and have always been in pretty good shape. Well My parents divorced when I was 5 and I got a step mom that was a normal woman but I always loved her 38DD breast. Well when I was 13 my parents didn't care what I did and I used to put playboy pics on my wall cause my dad never came up stairs and my step mom only ever now and then. Well like most guys I was hard all the time and loved jacking off. Well one day I was I was in my room and I was sitting on side my bed butt naked wanking away to a playboy picture and I had just shot my wad all over the picture and stood up and started to walk toward my bathroom and when I opened my door there was my step mom coming out of my b*****rs room across the hall and my dick was hanging so proud back then it was probably almost 6 inches long and 6 and half inches around its always been very thick.Now im right over 8 and 7 and 3/4 thick. Well as soon as I saw her it kinda scared me and my dick flenched and jumped. She looked down and said oh my o im sorry. Then I said I was about get in the shower. She looked down and walked down the stairs and I took a shower. Well after that day I was so excited to get caught. I found myself leaving the door open and wearing just my boxers around the house. I also started spying on My step mom when she would take her showers on …
Babysitter Gives My Sister and Me A Sex Education
I have a fraternal twin sister, Shelly. As her twin brother we are naturally pretty close. Close age sibling relationships could go either way as always fighting and distant or close friends which is what we were. She’s mild tempered, very nice, not too shy, and above all very curious. She was curious in the way she’d bravely try just about anything without much hesitation. This story takes place when we were young, before puberty. We weren’t totally naive to sex but neither of us had really been exposed to it yet. A few times we did let each other briefly examine each other naked but there is nothing terribly exciting to tell about that. Next door to us was a large filipino family of about 9 children if I accurately recall. One of the oldest was a guy named Raul and he was about 18 or 19 years old. He was a big guy, tall, muscular build, and I remember he seemed so old, adult, and tall to me. He was great with his younger siblings and subsequently really good with us. He was a super cool older guy to me and I looked up to him. Sometimes when we were walking home from school he’d stop and give us a lift home in his car if he was passing by. In the back seat of his car he always had a pile of porn magazines and we would flip through the pictures checking out the naked women, men, and in some cases a graphic sexual act. Raul was a horny sexually liberal teenager and he didn’t hide it. He also told stories about his girlfriends which I always listened to with bated interest. My …
Horny Hermione – Slughorns Slut
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the “Harry Potter” characters. These stories are strictly for ‘entertainment’ purposes. Don’t sue me, I have no money. WARNING: These stories are just fantasies but we’ll be dealing with mind-control, non-consent, public sex, and whatever else I want to right. Heed any warnings I put up. I’ll try to make each story in the series a stand-alone so if you don’t like something happening in it, you can just go to the next series. I will be altering facts to suit my purpose. This is Hermione’s 7th year. Book 7 hasn’t happened. So they’re all at the school. McGonagall is headmistress, Snape teaches DADA and was never seen killing Dumbledore, etc, etc, etc. Hermione is 17 years old in this and she’ll always be with older men, Lucius, teachers, etc. If that’s not what you’re looking for, this isn’t the story for you. Coupling: Hermione/Slughorn. ~*~ Early the next day, Hermione slipped out of Gryffindor common room before most people were up. She hadn’t dared chanced going to the Greenhouses again after her encounter with Mr. Filch. The thought still left her feeling dirty and horny all at the same time. Disgusted with herself, she ran as quickly as she could down the steps, her large breasts jiggling with every step. As much as she’d tried, none of her bras fit anymore. None of her clothes for that matter. Her shirts were too tight, leaving buttons gaping in the front over her massive boobs and her skirts were now scandalously short. Holding her cloak …
Writing with Young Eager Help- Part 1
The rest of her family had left their condo at the resort so Meghan placed the flash drive she had found in her uncle's shirt pocket into the laptop. She saw a Word file called "Vacation Time with My Horny Niece" as a menu item and she curiously clicked on it. A file immediately loaded and examining the paragraphs . . . it looked like her Uncle Dave had cut and pasted chunks from different Adult porn stories and pasted them on the page. She inquisitively read the following: I sucked in my breath at seeing this school girl bare-chested for me to molest. Although she didn't have any breasts to speak of yet, in fact barely golf ball sized buds; the little beauties were large and puffy, forming little mounds on her otherwise flat chest. Dark pink areolas, erect hard nipples in the center sticking out a good quarter inch. Her nipples were obviously responding to her early hormones. I moved my hand onto her chest, spread my fingers and rubbed each of them across one of those delightful nipples, having them pop between my fingers. The next one read: Ever since Susie had watched her mother suck her dad's cock, she'd wanted to try it. She knew he was aware of her budding sexuality. She'd caught him sneaking looks down her blouse and had caught him looking at her ass more than once. To confirm her suspicions, she'd put on an oxford shirt without her bra and unbuttoned the top few buttons before going into her Daddy's den to have him help her with her homework. She laid the book in …
Vampire Stag Weekend
Vampire Stag Weekend If you are new to my stories then they are somewhat of an acquired taste. I suggest read “Betty” or “October River Walk” before you start this one since it is a little bit longer and requires a little more investment. This one is hard, strictly adult only and quite frankly pretty horrific;- enjoy. 1 I know it is supposed to be a joy-filled, happy, celebratory occasion but all I can remember is my stomach turning when Mark asked me to be his best man. Even though I love the guy dearly; we have known each other since kindergarten and his perfectly matched fiancée, Cath, since middle school, I simply detest public speaking, detailed planning and most of all bachelor parties. I was obvious something was up last May when he invited a few of the old gang for a beer in the Port Street, a pretty upmarket pub in the middle of town. He sat us down with a round of pints and a couple of chasers to take the edge off. Then he dropped it. “Lads, I've got some good news. Me and Cath's gonna get hitched”. “What's the good news then?' leant in Dom to a round of chuckles. “The good news, my little furry friend, is that we are going drinking, and that Chris is going to organise it”, finished Mark, looking up at me. “If you're up to it Chris then the job's yours”. I grinned, shook his hand and we all knocked back the drinks, all the while my heart doing loops at the thought of performing in front of Cath's forever moaning mum and Mark's humourless, steel spectacled …
The long road to black (Part 1)
I guess if I look back I suppose I could say that it was pretty obvious that eventually I would submit to a black man, but there were times in my life that it was not obvious at all. Here is the first part to the journey, all true. Because this is true it may not have as many crazy scenarios as you hope, but I hope that it turns you on knowing that everything is true. Going to inner city schools I was exposed very early to very competitive, sometimes racist, and sometimes mean black guys. I was also exposed to some great interracial friendships as well, don't get me wrong. But some of the competition made me forget my liberal and anti-racist upbringing and sometimes I would look at things from a racial point of view. The competitiveness of some black guys would make me want to compete likewise and this led in junior high and high school to sometimes fierce competition and even some racist thoughts. I think the competition was natural for young guys but it did seem to gravitate around race because we had different styles and cultures. It seemed like we would compete in sports, women, and generally who was cooler and more respected. This was all very stressful and unrewarding for me who was always a little shy and non-competitive. Every now and then I could out compete some black guys depending on the sport but it seemed like there was a pattern of getting dominated especially in the popular sports of basketball and football. Also when it came to women I felt like the black …
dildo surprise
As with all my stories these are truthful recollections of things past, except for the ones which are fantasies – you choose which you think they are! If you enjoy them please give them the thumbs up; if you really like them please comment and if you REALLY like them mail me and I’ll tell you more than I can put here! Many, many years ago, long before the internet allowed us all to discover ‘things’ in the luxury and quiet of our households sex education consisted of talking to mates (god help us), embarrassed parents (if you were lucky) or flower power ‘60’s experimental teachers . It’s truly a wonder any of us made it! One day as a teenager I found my dad’s stash of porno’s. Until then the only woman I’d ever seen naked was my mum. I was from that point hooked into women – cheers dad. So it goes I was interested in how girls found out about themselves. My first love/shag was great. We made a mess of shagging weekly, but we also learned a lot. Sadly though as both of us were still living at home, everything was rushed and opportunities had to be taken when they arose. But one summer my girlfriends parents went away on a short break, so we took good advantage of having the house to ourselves. We dived into her parents bedroom and bed! After shagging for what seemed ages we led there in post sex bliss. As Sue cwtched in she asked me how I knew what I knew when it came to sex. So I mentioned mates, porno mags and what we been told at school. So I returned the same question to …
Forgiveness and Reconciliation – Chapter 0 – Prelude
A Note From The Author Greetings and salutations, reader. I'm writing to you, addressing you, with a very specific goal in mind. This story is not the first I have written, however it is the first I've felt comfortable enough in it's quality to publish online. As such, there is a task I'm asking you to complete. Tell me what you think. The more specific the better, obviously, but even a simple, "It's good", or "It sucked" is better than no feedback at all. Point out any errors I might have missed in spelling, and be the best grammar Nazi you can be. I believe in you, and you just need to believe in your ability to point out things that are wrong. With that said, sit back, relax, and enjoy. This first installment is NOT PORN. It is just backstory which I feel is needed for the characters to feel real. NO CHARACTERS will be having sex while underage. Thems the rules, and they're going to be followed. That being said, it's foolish to imagine that no characters existed in these stories before they were of legal age, and that seems to be the case a lot of the time. All too often I've read stories which are well written, grammatically correct and with proper spelling, good sex scenes, and characters which are about as interesting as dead fish. The next chapters will come soon, but don't expect sudden hole-stuffing, because you aren't going to get it. "There's no terror in the bang, only in the anticipation of it." -Alfred Hitchcock …
Nympho Mom
### More free sex stories here – No sign up required ### http://colcionero.eadulthost.com Tiffany Dawson stepped into the therapist's office of a walk-in clinic on a rainy Monday afternoon after work. She'd made sure her son Michael knew dinner was wanting for him in the oven and that'd she'd be home by six o' clock. Tiffany was a tiny woman, just over five feet tall, but she had a curvy build. Men and women alike often complimented her on her generous breasts, slender midsection and thick thighs. Tiffany's long, dark hair was pulled up into a high ponytail. A few tendrils had escaped and they gently caressed her smooth shoulders. Tiffany's honey brown skin shone in the room's light. She wore a snug, white tank top with an obscenely short denim skirt. As a final touch, she wore gold, four-inch heels that gave her calves a sexy look as this was her 'clean' look after having fucked another random John-Doe that wasn't her husband not that her husband cared. He was never around since Michael's, working at the office because making money was more important than his family. He'd missed many of Michael's important moments in life as a man; the sex talk, his first girlfriend, and so many of his basketball games. It had become so commonplace for the husband and father not to be there that she along with Michael weren't even banking on him coming to his son's high school graduation. But her husband's constant absence wasn't why she was sleeping around. Tiffany was sick—sick with …
My first blowjob
This is a true story regarding the first blowjob I ever gave. It starts like most of these stories, with a friend staying at my place. We were both 18 when this story took place. My friend and I had known each other throughout school for many years. He had a girlfriend and I had been through a few, despite always wanting to try a few cocks. I loved the look of an erect cock and always wanted to give a blowjob. To taste and smell another mans private area, to give another man the pleasure of my mouth and ultimately to taste my reward. I had never intended to act on these desires at all until that night. We had been playing games all day round my house and it had gotten far too late for my friend to go home. We decided he should stay so I made the pullout bed in my room. It had been a long hot day and Jack (name changed) didn't have any other clothes so was just in his boxers. He fell asl**p quickly but I was horny as fuck and had been most of the day. I knew from experience that Jack was a heavy sl**per and I could quite happily have a wank and him not wake up. I cracked out my GF's knickers (I didn't have any porn back then) and took a deep sniff. I started to stroke my thick 6" cock and it quickly got hard. I stroked the uncut shaft up and down slowly to begin with, but my strokes quickened. I must have gotten louder as I heard Jack shift. I looked down at him to make sure I had not woke him up. This is when I got my first glance at his impressive cock. I didn't know what …
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 …
Fuck buddy seduces son
My son Ethan turned 18 about six months ago. He's kind of a nerd, and socially awkward, but a handsome kid and very smart. He grew up with me, a single dad, for most of his life. Recently I had begun to worry he would never get a girlfriend – other than one girl he "dated" for about 2 weeks in high school, he's never really had any experience with girls. For a while when he was younger I thought maybe he was gay (which would be fine with me) because he didn't seem to show much interest in girls. I was careful not to have women cycling in and out of his life when he was a kid. Despite my voracious appetite for sex, I always met my fuck buddies at their place, or we would get a hotel room, etc. Over the years I had a few real relationships with women that he eventually met and got to know. When Ethan was 15 my 25 year old girlfriend moved in. She was cute and perky, high sex drive, and not bashful at all. Sometimes she would run around the house in skimpy outfits and sometimes I thought he was checking her out, but really couldn't tell for sure. During the course of our relationship she had of course sent me some dirty selfies, and I took some pictures of her myself. After we had broken up and she moved out, one time my son borrowed my iPad without asking. When I got home and turned it on, a picture of her spread wide with a finger in herself was up on the screen. Clearly he'd been taking a gander at them. Between that and porn links I found in our home computer history, I …