Told to me by three separate guys.
I think I may have missed my vocation. People seem to open up to me about their intimate lives. Perhaps I should have been a sex therapist? (All names are pseudonyms.) Jeff: “Oh….it was awful! Hide... » Read more
Told to me by three separate guys.
I spend a memorable weekend at my parent’s cottage before starting my first full time job.
My accountant is walking around with a huge erection. Oh, not over me….his sexual tastes don’t extend to girls….this particular erection is due to the success of my Pole Dancing Club. I wouldn’t have thought it possible myself, but we are rammed with business. The premises are already way t...
I was a late bloomer; naive and ignorant. This was my first "awake" orgasm. Until then, I'd only experienced wet dreams
A freak erection at the cardiologist office stoked my masturbation fantasies.
Horses are made for girls. That's why there are way more girls who compete than guys I think. First, there are the thighs of the jodhpurs with a centre seam that is double stitched because we have to have our legs open really wide. Then there's the saddle. Firm shaped and curved in exactly the right place. Thirdly, ...
A magic episode in full view of passers by. An expert handjob display by my wife. This one's all true, except that I've changed her name.
My name is Nicki and this is what happened when a (guy) friend sent me a text.
A night at the opera when I was in England led to a sexy dream that often recurs. In it, I am the Count’s long-suffering wife in Mozart’s Marriage of Figaro.
I go to a very strict catholic school, and have very strict catholic parents. One thing that can't be controlled is the rush of hormones that is puberty. However, I was a "good girl" until recently. I even used to confess when I felt sexy. Not any more though.
Although this sexy dream was very recent, it takes place in the past when I was still living at home. It involves my brother, so if that kind of sexy dream doesn’t do it for you, then well, you’ve been warned.