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  1. HOTEL RENDEZVOUS PART 1

    The only writing on the envelope was a three digit number. Inside was a hotel room key. I knew that’s the only information he needed, and I knew what he would assume.

    I waited patiently, sitting in the plush chair in the corner of the room. A chilled bottle of wine and a single glass sat on the table next to me. The outfit I wore picked itself: his favorite tiny black dress that barely covered a lacy black bra that barely held me in, thigh high black stockings, and black high heels. The way I sat with one leg crossed over the other revealed the lace top of one of the stockings. As soon as he entered the room, my outfit would confirm his assumptions. He would be wrong.

    As I expected, he entered the room with a sly knowing smile on his face. I love that smile. The beauty of his smile lay not in his lips, but in his eyes, which narrowed and sparkled when he had something devious in mind. Could he see the scheming behind my eyes?

    When I stood up, I spread my legs slightly first, so he could see that I wasn’t wearing any panties. He stood in place, and I walked over to him slowly, giving him time to appreciate the view. His hands were on me as soon as I was within reach, and he pulled me into a long deep kiss.

    Oh, his kisses! If he never did anything else, I would be happy if he just kissed me forever. My hands found their way into his hair, he gently bit my bottom lip, and his hands slid their way down my back. I reconsidered my idea, preferring to just get lost in his arms. Instead, as his hands slid down to the hem of my skirt, I reluctantly pulled away.

    I caught a glimpse of his expression, his eyes now a mixture of confusion and rejection, before I turned around and walked back to the chair. I picked up a corkscrew and started to open the wine. He said, “You agreed not to drink today.” I merely smiled, poured myself a glass, and sat back in the chair.

    “I have a surprise for you,” I said and crossed one leg over the other again. He stood in the middle of the room, lost and perplexed. My head turned towards the bathroom, and I called out, “Mr. Calloway?”

    The bathroom door opened, revealing a tall, muscular man. He was shirtless so as to show off his physique. His erection was obvious through his tight blue jeans.

    I smiled at my lover and took a sip of my wine.
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  2. Is it

    Is it weird that me and my gf got abducted and i got tied up an there was about 10 guys fucking her hard cumming in every hole on her body and they made me drink all of it and then they went again i got use to the taste of their sweet salty cum going down my throught and one started jerkong me off and i nutted and he cum swapped with me and then they tripple penatrated me and my gf and cummed all over us and we just cumswapped while they were cummin in my ass her pussy and her asshole and one was sucking my dick and i cummed in his mouth then we had this three way cum swap an i want to know of any pf these people on this blog want to fuck my asshole and my gf i have a 12 inch cock and love to swallow cum i creampie my gf and eat it 3 times a day now and she sucks my dick all day when im playing the game so if anyone wants to join chat with me and lets cum swap ;)
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  3. Messturbating for the first time

    [SIZE=2]T'was a long long time ago when I first discovered masturbation and its results. I am not sure what took me from puberty to stroking for pleasure but I think the idea of having sex, whatever that was, meant I was supposed to be on top. I mean who knows, I had no experience, teacher, training, or anybody to explain what to do. Perhaps it was sex ed and the topic of self gratification and its physical process which coerced me into trying something other than looking for nudie pictures. I was so unsure about how to do anything but I was creative enough to place a chair next to the bed in such a way that I could position myself like a bridge between the bed and chair leaving space below for my cock to hang freely downwards. I had a garbage container below to catch whatever jumped out from my meager pole. I would stroke for about five minutes releasing my protein into the waiting depository. I cannot recall if the feeling was one of exuberance, exhilaration or accomplishment. I did not think even for a moment that what was left in the bank would not vanish by the next mandibular transaction, but the artistic expression of my brush did leave psychological spots henceforth for quite some time. I cannot recall whether I wiped it, washed it, or tossed it out into the trash following my experimentation of pubescent self-discovery. [/SIZE]It has been over 35 years and I still, to this day, enjoy masturbation whenever I can. Of course nearing 50, I think I still masturbate as much as when I was much younger. I do have a wife who satisfies my carnal urges at the moment, but there have been times, on occasion, when we've had sex and for some strange hormonal reason I cannot figure out, I need to masturbate. I think I am a duo kinda guy. You know.. We do, oh I need more - DUO.

    I guess sex is such an important part of my life that I will take what I can when I can as long as it is consensual. A standard I have always lived by. Ask and ye shall receive whether it be by another or by mine own hand.

    I salute masturbation, and speaking of saluting....you know.

    Updated Apr 6, 2012 at 8:36 PM by Humanlove

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  4. My First Public Act; Would this be the last?

    [FONT=Century Gothic] I was invited by my girlfriend at the time to go to a swingers bar one night. While getting ready my Girlfriend arrived to my apartment and knocked at the door; I had to open the door while still wet and with a towel wrapped around my body. Wet skin and hair I opened the door and let her in, telling her that I would jump back in the shower to finish.
    Jumped in the shower and to my surprise, 10 seconds later my girlfriend followed me in. She jumped in the shower with me, with my back facing her she rapidly pressed her nice breast against my back. I could feel the piercings on both of her nipples on my back as her nipples got hard. She started then feeling my hips and her hands found their way to my breasts. Feeling her hands rubbing and playing with my nipples while she was softly kissing my neck got me wet and I could feel my clit pounding of excitement. Then one of her hands slowly went down to my wetness and she started playing with my clit. And with every soft rub I was closer and closer to climax. As I was almost ready to reach that wanted orgasm; the phone rang and we had to stop our passionate moment in the shower so I could finish getting ready to go to the club since her husband was already waiting at the club and the party had started.
    I finished and we left to the club, on our way there we were both holding hands but quiet. Only glancing at each other with a smile every time we both had a chance. Once we arrived at the club, we went in and the place was packed. Couples everywhere; some chatting and having a beer while others had their hands busy feeling other peoples wife's or husbands.
    We finally met with my girlfriend husband, greeted him with a kiss and we were ready to order a drink and hit the dance floor. I had been at that club before but that night was specially busy and I personally didn't know many of the couples there. We got our drinks and before going to dance we went back to the table where her husband was so we could leave the drinks with him. It took about 10 mins once we got to the table before we were able to leave and hit the dance floor since we both wanted to finish the drinks before leaving. Music playing loud and couples making out everywhere, we were having a great time and since we both had our drinks and could already feel the buzz!
    Suddenly, the music changed and they were now playing slow songs. We look at each other and embraced in a long passionate kiss right in the middle of the floor surrounded by other couples that were looking at us while they themselves where starting to make out. That first song wasn't long enough, we were enjoying ourselves too much. And I have to admit that I was enjoying the attention from everyone around...
    The song ended and we left the dance floor to go back to the table. Once we arrived there, my girlfriend husband had some company. A new couple that they were friends with and were also involved in the lifestyle. After introductions the girls sat down in one side of the table (me in between them two) and I knew I was going to be in big trouble... ;)
    We order a second round of drinks and half way, them both started to rub my tights. With heir touch my skin shiver, and as her hands found their way up under my skirt I felt that one of them (I can't remember which one) started to undo the buttons of my blouse. The table were we were was in a dark corner of the club and since everyone there was in for the same thing I really didn't care If someone saw what was happening.
    They continued to rub me and touch every centimeter of my very wet pussy and breast, this kept happening until one of them got my leg over her own leg. This she did only to have better access to my wetness, and be able to insert her fingers deep inside. The more she did that the more intense it felt. By now the other girl had found a way to put her lips around my nipples and it was deliciously warm. My nipples got hard inside her mouth, since with her tongue she was flickering my nipples. With the combination of them two paying great attention to both my breast and my pussy, I didn't notice that my hips had started to move and I was moaning louder and louder. The more attention they gave me the better it felt. And then, my Clit was so swollen that with the next time she rubbed her finger against my clit at the same time she was finger fucking my pussy I was involved in a very intense orgasm. I was having an orgasm so hard and at that very same moment the music stopped for a second (that felt like eternity) and everyone in the club not only was able to see me but, the moaning was so loud everyone knew what just happen. And the night kept getting more interesting but that is kept for another day... [/FONT]:smoke:
  5. Can anyone be allergic to orgasms?

    [FONT=Century Gothic][SIZE=4]While I was talking to my hubby and GF we were wondering if there are any kind of sexual allergies; I immediately look it up on line and came across a whole list of them. Individuals can be allergic to the latex that most condoms are made out of,, or allergic to lubes or other ingredients that either toys or sexual enhancers can be made out of. But, the one allergy that really caught my attention was what is better known as Post Orgasmic Illness Syndrome (POIS).

    POIS is when guys will get physically ill every single time they orgasm. According to my findings these men will complain of severe fatigue, intense warmth, and a flu like state, with generalized myalgia. Can be so intense that some will try to get help by going to the ER, but since this condition is not well reported, it goes UN-noticed to many physicians.
    The solution? like with any other type of allergies, is to expose the individual to the allergen in minute quantities for an extended period of time until he develops immunity to the allergen. After my readings I also found that for some individual the symptoms are so bothering that then they decide to take it a step up and then they choose to go for castration. This condition needs to be a lot more researched and will help a lot more if health care professionals are aware that the condition does exist; but much more education is needed.
    It's 2011 and we still have many things that are still unknown. The solution? Research and education...

    Do you have any type of sexual allergy? [/SIZE][/FONT]
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