For your birthday.... we go out to a local club... great atmosphere... interesting people there to watch.... I am dressed up nicely.... low cut dress... showing off cleavage....legs in nylons... and I have already pointed out to you by sliding your hand up them, that I am not wearing panties underneath.... We are sitting at the bar... looking around the clu...
Morning after morning I watch him from my balcony. He has been living across from me for almost three years now, and each morning him and I played the same routine. We wander aimlessly around our homes as we share two very different cups of coffee. Mine a home style blend brewed from a glass pot; his a fancy espresso brewed from what could have its own resid...
I've learned in my short life that women can't be labeled as the passive sex. My conception of Sharon takes a 180-degree turn. Wow. I'm speechless. Her kiss is no peck on the cheek; it's not brief and perfunctory. No, it's a full-on-the-lips, smootchy, lingering kiss which I soon return in kind. My heart is beating like mad. She pulls away, looking me in...
Furious! Wonder Woman was jet lagged, battered, groggy and sore from her Guatemalan fiasco, but mainly she was––furious! Outraged! About to ease her abused body into a soothing hot jacuzzi, she had turned on the TV, idly, and saw––herself! Or rather, an obscene parody of herself: a busty brunette in a abbreviated version of her patented costume, kung fu figh...
I got the e-mail at 3 that Friday afternoon. It was the 30th of October and I knew Kay was planning some sort of gathering. The message gave me explicit instructions. "Barry you will be home by 5. You will shower and shave everything! Make drinks for me and five guests. You will have a light meal on the table for us by 6. While we are eating you will load th...
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When I was a kid, about 9, I used to play "doctor" with my 11-year-old female cousin. This was in the very prudish early '50s, so we were quite secretive about it. She came into my office, the walk in closet and laid on a shelf that was waist high to me. She would pull her panties down to her ankles and expose her crotch for my examination. Of course this...
Relationships in the 22nd Century Pt.2 Ladies and Gentlemen, This is a frank conversation; use it as a tool for growth. All comments are accepted. It's amazing how few men really understand women's climaxes. Have you watched a porno recently? Notice how women's orgasms are depicted in the video, if they are shown at all. If they do show a woman's climax,...
Not that I am real particular but sometimes I get to navel gazing and thinking about such things. Some clits are tiny and while I enjoy teasing them near invisible little fuckers out into the open, I do expect some kinda salute for my efforts when I prevail. Now, you might argue how ungrateful can one man be? After all, getting a clit to reveal itself is l...
I guess first you should know that I consider the "Sensuous Woman", a book written some time ago, a Bible of sorts for sensual women like myself. I found the book in a dime store a while ago. After having read it and lived it I feel so self-assured about my sexuality that I can look at a man and know he sees in my eyes exactly what he wants. One chapter that...