ログインHe kissed down from my lips, my chin, my neck. Goosebumps covered my entire being as he continued downward. He stopped at my breasts, licking and kissing around my nipples until they were fully erect, standing out from my chest. His tongue ran over them subtly as he took one in his wet mouth and then the other. The combination of sensations left me speechless. I just breathed and moaned relentlessly as he worked his magic on my naked form. I was reduced to a mess of flesh combined with insatiable lust. His hand ran down my flat stomach, heaving with each breath, and his fingers glided over it. His touch was electric. But he did not stop there. His hand continued caressing my entire body, his fingertips did not miss an inch of my flesh as they made their way to the sweet spot between my thighs. I looked up at the ceiling as I felt him touch my pulsating clit. It was already red and swollen from my previous orgasm and I could not help but realise that I w
Dr Jacobs rubbed my already swollen clit and leaned back, moaning harder as he played with me. I listened to my body and felt fingers wander down even further. I anticipated his next move. His finger slipped inside me with ease. I was ecstatic. It sent a shiver down my spine as he gently moved it in and out. In and out over and over with slow and deliberate action. I knew that he was much more experienced than me. It was hard not to be, but I had never felt like this before. The boyfriends I had in the past did not even come close to measuring up to him. His hands were magical. I could tell instantly that he knew his way around the female form. How could he not? He was a doctor after all. His free hand caressed my breasts as he slipped a second and then a third finger inside. His fingers filled my pussy, stretching it out wide enough for what was to come. I extended a hand and grasped his cock softly. I mimicked his actions, rubbing up and down tenderly until he could
Two weeks until college. Packing done, friends Melanie and Ashley accepted to the same school. On the phone Mel brought up the one thing still hanging over me. “You haven’t gone all the way with anyone yet. Get on birth control before we leave.” I was still a virgin. I finally made the appointment alone. The clinic was sterile and white. When they called my name, Dr. Jacobs stepped out and I forgot how to breathe—soft brown hair, healthy tan, muscular under the lab coat, perfect smile. Ridiculously handsome. Inside his office I sat opposite him, nerves choking me. “What can I do for you today?” I couldn’t say it. He reached across the desk and took my hand. “It’s okay. Whatever it is isn’t as embarrassing as you’re making it.” “I need birth control.” He smiled, still holding my hand. “See? Not so bad.” Blood pressure check. His cologne washed over me. Then the personal questions. “First time you had vaginal sex?” “I haven’t.” “Boyfriend?” “No.” He shook his head. “I can
This is an email I dug up from an old college girlfriend after we reconnected. Sweet slender girl, long thick dark hair. Nice memory from years ago. She’s okay with it being posted with changed names and places. We went to different colleges in the same town. Old early girlfriends are some of the greatest people in the world.From Marla:You reminded me when you wrote of the first time I stroked you to climax. It had to have been just a few months after we first got together, my second year of college. We’d been on the long bus ride back from my home in Eastham visiting my parents on the Cape that weekend. I was staying with you that night before heading back to my dorm Monday.I’d been daydreaming during the ride about your penis while you dozed or read. The more I thought about it, the more exciting it became. We’d fiddled around a little in those early days but hadn’t had many nights together. You usually just rubbed against my leg to come while we fondled and kissed.
Downtown Kansas City at 10:30 on a cold night. Tall buildings, wet pavement reflecting the stoplights, a sharp breeze pushing you along empty sidewalks. Up ahead, Club Eros—neon outline of a naked woman shaking her hips. The booth guy looks and smells like he hasn’t showered in days, bloodshot eyes, puffy bags. Ten bucks. Black smiley-face stamp on your hand. “Enjoy the show.”Inside, the smoke hits first—cigarettes, sweat, cheap perfume. You take a table toward the back, not too close. Wallet half-open: a five, a ten, six ones. Just enough to wait out the cold. Black leather couches along the walls, men with hands in their laps. You shake your head, telling yourself you’ll never end up like that.A beat drops. The announcer’s voice rolls over the speakers: “Starting off tonight’s festivities… a home-grown Kansas City girl… she’s sexy… she’s sultry… and if ya get too close she’ll bite your dick off… put your hands together for Club Eros’ own… VIXEN!”You know the song—Nine Inch Nail
The crotch of her boyshorts remained moist. Not moist. Wet. "Do you feel it?" "Oh yeah!" Somehow, my penis, cruelly trapped in my panties got harder. "You are nevertheless half-dressed," Sammy said. "I’m nearly nude" She unfastens my belt and opened my fly. I’ve gone commando along with my suddenly-freed cock. "Oh my!" She bent her hands around my rigid rod. "I guess we’re even now." "Yeah." I press my hands against Sammy's crotch and crook my middle finger, running it up and down the moist fabric covering her slit. "Half dressed and playing with each others' crap." "We might be dressed." Sammy guides my hands on her boyshorts' waistband. I pull them down. She rips them away. "Like this." She pulled down my jeans. I finish off them. Afterward, we adopt. Naked. "You know how to handle a girl," Sammy purrs. "Perhaps you’ve had lots of?" "No. Just a few." I’d los
My best friend Jade and I have been having sex to avoid getting pregnant. We didn’t want to end up a trailer park cliché, pregnant teen. But we needed sex. So we had sex with each other. It's great, but I’ve always felt like it wasn’t enough. Like I need to have a cock in me. I’ve never had sex with
Sara Johnson was three months post-divorce and horny. At thirty-six years old, she was done with playing the good girl after leaving her sexless marriage and had just spent the evening literally charming the pants off of her date. They had agreed to meet at a local bar, and after a few drinks, she
The silence in her in-laws’ sprawling suburban home was a heavy, oppressive thing. Lois was two days into a week of house-sitting, and the novelty of unlimited cable and a fully stocked fridge had worn off. She’d cleaned everything that wasn’t nailed down, rearranged the pantry by food group, and w
"That's it, sweetheart. Just like that. Take it all."Nick's voice was a low, gravelly command, utterly unlike the soaring tenor that had electrified the stadium just an hour before. It was intimate, raw, and it vibrated through Adrienne’s skull as her lips stretched around the thick head of his co







