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I began ovulating at twelve, a little early compared to some, but functioning as a girl should, growing up and facing her daily life in the manner I chose. I was a gangly girl, tomboyish and athletic, broad back small breasts, a cute arse, according to my uncle who could not keep his hands off mine, and a burgeoning sexual imagination to match a growing curiosity every month when my body wanted men to fertilize my egg and filled my daily routine and nightly dreams about things I knew nothing about other than masturbation, which I discovered by accident and could not control during those days o… Läs mer

My Masturbation led to four men using me. I'm walking in a field of corn, which is growing over my head in places. As I walk, I get excited, lost in my own little world out of sight out of mind, and I do something very sexual that arouses me, I take all my clothes off and stand naked and feel a buzz, reflected in my nipples, now engorged with warm blood and sticking out proud and rubbery, and the warm gush from my vagina reflects my mind as I swell to receive a cock, my wetness making a sheen on my teenage thighs, as I sink to the ground and begin masturbating myself to orgasm. I her t… Läs mer

I walked in on my younger brother playing with himself to photos **** on the floor. It was our mother's secret stash, her pornographic past and he did not recognize her, even though I bore a similar resemblance to her, but her open thighs and wetness so brilliantly displayed by her excitement, held his attention as he furiously pulled on himself, even i was strangely attracted to his cock, waiting for the explosion of seed from a boy so young, unknowingly wanking off to his naked mother. I entered his room quietly not wanting to startle or humiliate him, and almost stood over him before he lo… Läs mer

1. Being a First Time “Cuckoldress” After ten years of marriage, we found ourselves changing in attitude to sex, as the excitement of our interactions started wearing off. One day, after I had showered, I dressed in a new and very racy set of underwear, which I planed to wear under my new outfit, and walked out of our bedroom into the main living room, completely unawares my husband was taking a delivery at our front door. The poor man who was making the delivery stared in disbelief as I openly walked into view, the see through racy brassiere and thong like panties did nothing to hide… Läs mer

I was reading some guy's account of an overnight stay in a motel and what he got up to, and I immediately made a connection, with his frustrations and feelings, I too felt like that on my many stopovers when I worked as a stewardess, and thought, "My God, if only people like us opened our room doors to each other, there would be no need for porn on the TV sets". I was engaged as a stewardess and loyal to my partner in my heart, but there were times, if I were ovulating, my horniness was off the scale and I went looking for cock, usually with room service, or a crew member or fellow guest. I n… Läs mer

1. What a blast from my past On holiday with my family of three girls and one boy. Of course we had to visit the train museum, my son, like his father, was a train enthusiast, so we girls had to put up for the morning at least to let the men in our lives enjoy their little bit of holiday. I must confess I was thinking coffee and cake, while the rest roamed through whatever they thought thrilled them, but when I entered the museum, I suddenly found my heart thumping like crazy under my breast, but more than that, my nipples were embarrassingly getting harder and extremely sensitive, my eyes in… Läs mer

I read a little in that d**g mule, Michaella McCollum's book, when she is confronted by lesbian sex and men shoving their genitalia through the bars at her, "I couldn't get away", she claimed, yeah, right, who's fucking k**ding who? Long before these sexual fantasies were revealed in her lies, there were many other similar cases of females telling it like they were reliving some masturbatory wet dream. I remember one woman, not physically unlike Michaella, tall athletic and downright fuckable prison fodder, how she was ****d, then insisted if they make a movie, she plays herself, and when the… Läs mer

There is a lot of truth when they say we remember events in our lives that were traumatic. I know from own mother how old I was when I sat under the kitchen table playing with my doll, obscured by a low hanging table cloth. Mother came into the kitchen, very stone and drunk, with two of daddy's friends all over her. They were oblivious to my presence as they were bug eyed with sexual excitement, gabbing mother and planting kisses on her and she was allowing them liberties, and to the point where she bend double, holding onto the table, I saw her legs part and her underwear removed and watched… Läs mer

I don't even consider it a role reversal, I'm a girl who like a lot of men, love watching my boyfriend fuck other women, more so when the other women don't want him to, I have helped hold them down until he gets inside them and watch the transformation, once the fucking begins, and the same woman, all snot and tears, is clawing his ass to hold him inside her gagging pussy, so she can have her orgasm. Every month since our bodies started ovulating, nature has made most women want sex for around five days of the month. An ovulating woman sitting or standing in public transport, secretly desires… Läs mer

Our Spanish rental for the week was an ideal villa tucked away from the main drag, surrounded by a high brick wall, inside which palms and shrubs flourished, shielding a swimming pool where I swam and sunbathed naked every day as the World outside those high walls got on with their business, little realizing what was happening in my little world inside. My husband had been called away to Lisbon for a few days, leaving me alone in this isolated paradise of Sun and Sangria, lying naked staring at the palms wondering what I might do if a man or men suddenly appeared and caught me defenseless, an… Läs mer

I had seen it being done during a watching porn session, and I found myself getting off very quickly, because the whole thing appealed to me. I am by nature a very conservative girl but I do find I coming sexually alive whenever I am approaching my periods. I have been masturbating since I was nine or ten, and now at twenty I have been theoretically "Jilling off" for half my life, so it's no wonder I prefer to masturbate than actually have full on sex, with masturbation I have control of everything and my orgasms are powerful and very rewarding. I was in estrus the morning I awoke, my bed-she… Läs mer

I had used hairbrushes, toilet cleaning brushes, crayons and marker pens, anything thing penile shaped, simply inserted for my pussy to cling too, during orgasm, at least I knew that much about masturbation, most girls do, even those of us, looking at you with doe eyes licking a lollypop, mother nature has her way in protecting the female productive system, she makes us more than aware when it comes to sex, I learned that aged six, pushing warm pebbles into my hole and feeling the vibrations as I ran aver the sand, and uncles fingers releasing them in the long reeds, out of sight of my parents… Läs mer

My boyfriend was working at the local baths and on the Wednesday we were planning to go to the cinema, so I went down to meet him and go on from there. When I had arrived he gave me the bad news, they were short of personnel and had asked him to work an extra shift for triple the money, and he had agreed. He suggested I go for a swim and later on we could go to the pub for a drink, but I obviously did not have a costume so we down to the lockers rooms where some costumes had been left behind, and I went through them, but none looked like I wanted to wear, so I declined. We went back up to the… Läs mer

Her name is Rasheen, she is a confirmed model, and when she walks onto the catwalk, her body type can best be described as awkward, and the teeny bikini does nothing to hide her age. Her tits are barely nipples just sprouting away from her chest and her unshaven cunt shows a camel toe as big as her pert butt, when she turns to flaunt it and sticks it out into the faces of the darkened men sitting there with their hands on the stiff cocks straining to puncture her in any of the three places emphasised with lipstick layered in lip gloss, to emphasize a wet cunt, and the two aforementioned embell… Läs mer

Freud put sex on the map. He realized that even babies have erotic feelings and that all parts of the body can be erotic. Freud knew that love, sex, fantasies, and even ambivalence are on our minds consciously and u*********sly. In our sexual fantasies we often conjure up all kinds of strange and “perverse” scenarios which add to sexual excitement and hopefully lead to climatic pleasure, through actual sexual intercourse or masturbation. In the world of the u*********s, beneath even the most loving and caring involvement are feelings, fantasies, and ideas that are negative, hateful, and destr… Läs mer

For women, eroticism is the driving force behind our attitudes to sex. I have found that every little thing I have done willingly, somehow makes men want more. I am left cold, at the film footage that is wasted on men's idea of sex, when viewed in porn, aggression, abuse and humiliation, as opposed to open love and tenderness expressed, when women direct from their hearts. As a girl, and like many other girls have done these by accident or design, even today as I write, our brothers play a big part in our curious minds when cocks, turn from objects of humour, to objects of sexual desire. His… Läs mer

How many Pizza deliveries do you need to watch before you say, "Enough is enough". I remember when the girl next door, the epitome of innocence, walked on by and stirred the juices of men looking at her. The colour of her panties, or racier still, was she even wearing a pair, and if there were 3000, girls, you had 3000 reasons to enjoy a wank because each girl gave you something new. Technology today has given girls the ability to interact with men they know would fuck them in an instant. We get horny, feel like a rub down there, and then stop and think, "Why am I doing this alone"? We reach… Läs mer

The sights, sounds, and smells, excited me. Everyday noises so common yet so alien to a European girl, whose common everyday sounds are borne in darker, colder and depressing circumstances, and now, all those conditions are banished, for Sun, heat and light, and above all, colour. My heart skipped in tune with my middling teenage years. Back home I was a mere teenage schoolgirl, but here, with my uncle, I was a young lady and he made me feel so, I had three months to explore the Orient and my sexuality, there was something between us I felt, and here, we were so relaxed and mature, "Ask and t… Läs mer

What I am about to write, actually happened to me. Whether you accept it as a truism is neither here nor there, but in that moment, something changed in me forever, so profoundly, I still regard it as one of the best of many encounters in my short sexual experience. It was a late Saturday outing and we were in town, shopping. We had just left a cafe and were making our way to our next point of interest when I suddenly had an overwhelming urge to pee, coffee or Coke Cola, were suddenly playing havoc with my bladder, and I said I needed to go, and thankfully there was a public convenience close… Läs mer

<div>I came out of the shower and walked into the bedroom, where my boyfriend was sitting on the computer. When I entered he got up to go shower, while I finished drying myself off and getting ready to go out to dinner. My boyfriend was going offshore in the early morning and we were having our traditional last dinner before three weeks of isolation. The alarm went off at four thirty and he got up and got ready to go to the heliport, and I rolled out of bed and got dressed to drive him there, as the taxis were unreliable. We arrived at six and I went in with him and had a coffee while he chec… Läs mer