My story begins when I was a very young boy and my parents brought me on an African safari. We went just at the end on the dry season and since I was so young I really don't remember much of our trip together, other than it irrevocably changed the path of my life.I've been told that not long into the trip there were unusually heavy rains. While rain has certainly ruined a number of vacations in this case it destroyed our family. In a flash flood that hit our camp I was swept away out of our tent and out of my family's life for the next fifteen years. Even though I survived the surging water that carried me away, I never would have survived on my own in the heart of Africa without the most unusual intervention. A mother okapi and her young brood found me waterlogged and exhausted on the river's muddy shore and incredibly adopted me into their family. I took some time to come to terms with the fact that I couldn't count on being found and also to adjust to life with okapi, but eventually I did. I learned to blend into the wilderness, and though I could never match my four legged teachers, I learned to browse and enjoy the diet of leaves favored by my gentle wilderness family. It was on my eighteenth birthday that I was found. The reunion with my parents received a lot of media coverage and on top of reacquainting with my human family I had to learn how to be a human being. While I'll always treasure the memories of growing up with okapis, I did miss out on a lot things including the development of people skills. In fact the only notable skills that I had acquired in my life were excellent endurance from galloping along with the okapi and an incredibly strong and dexterous tongue. Unfortunately there's no practical applications for these abilities.I spent a lot of time catching up and I plan on finger and tongue tapping a few stories here to share some of my learning experiences. Any feed back would be appreciated.
I don't know what's right, so I'm pro choice by default. Often I'm afraid though that this just might be the easier stance and not necessarily the right one. Something I don't like about the debate is the presumption all correct thinking people should be pro choice. I also particularly don't like the rebranding of abortion support under the rubric of 'woman's health'. Women's health is obviously so much broader than just access to free abortions and contraception and I find the conflation to the contrary incredibly dishonest.
The one on her left side.
I have a bit of a soft spot for hand jobs. With a relatively inexperienced girl hand jobs have a certain innocence that I always find appealing. In other circumstance a hand job may be all you can get away with when you’re trying to have a little sneaky fun. And finally a girl who likes to jerk me off and aim my discharge into her mouth will always have my appreciation.
Has anyone tried inviting Manti Te'o to one of these weddings?
I've always wanted to be part of a gang-bang, so yes.
All the time.
A girl I was with screamed "Try to hurt me!" while I was fucking her. Unfortunately I just lost it and couldn't hold back my load.
I've got more than a bit of a thing for it. I think the rarity of people who enjoy it will always keep it fresh so to speak. Read my stories for more:)
It was spring in Montreal and my friend Adam and I had just finished our last exam of the year. As planned, we met up afterward outside the library to go out for drinks. Unfortunately it was a Tuesday night, so it seemed that it would be a pretty low key celebration. Still we had to do something. We’d just finished another semester and more or less managed to maintain our focus during...
Added 12 Jan 2014 | Category Quickie Sex
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In my mid-twenties, I lived for a couple of years with a girl named Han. As I've mentioned elsewhere Han was originally from Vietnam, but grew up near Montreal. She was 5’ 1” with a great body, though in somewhat miniature proportions. Han’s most attractive features were her face with its flawless skin and her full sensual mouth. As for me, I was 6’, about 180lbs, with green eyes and at the...
Added 01 Dec 2013 | Category Exhibitionism
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Things eventually came to an end with Casey, but having her drink my piss also left a taste in my mouth and I wanted more. Experience surprisingly indicates that there may be more willing participants around than one would suspect. Still meeting someone again like Casey, while possible, didn't realistically seem that likely. At least not if I were to limit my search to people I would meet in...
Added 16 Jul 2013 | Category Taboo
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Back when I was around 23 or 24 I moved in with a girl that I had known since grade four. Her name was Sheri; she was a cute little blue eyed blond girl who was probably the first crush that I ever had. From the moment we met we just seemed to gravitate toward one another. What I remember most vividly was how on class field trips the two of us would always be lagging behind the group annoying...
Added 12 May 2013 | Category Love Stories
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A few years ago I went to my twenty five year high school reunion. Coincidentally, I’d also begun a fitness regime about a year ahead of the reunion. I didn’t really do it for the reunion, but over that year the reunion date did provide some motivation. After all, the desire to impress a group of people that you shared five years of your life with in the distant past seems a common...
Added 28 Apr 2013 | Category Fetish
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Pissing in Claire’s mouth was so much fun. It was like living a filthy little dream. The whole night was amazing, including Claire herself. I was going to have to savor the memory, because it was never going to happen again. (Read My Sweet Clairette for the full story.) If there was any solace that I could take from things, it was that even though Claire was out of the picture, there...
Added 13 Apr 2013 | Category Fetish
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I had just come close to having a second woman drink my piss. So close that I could - well, almost taste it. She told me she was more than willing to suck cock and drink everything I gave her. For my part though, I wasn't really attracted to her, but found her willingness to drink my piss irresistible. In fact, I was practically on fire to see her do it along with whatever else might come...
Added 29 Mar 2013 | Category Fetish
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When a second girl drank my piss I was a little less surprised than I was the first time around. There were a couple of reasons for this apart from the obvious of previously having an old girl friend drink my piss in as act of atonement. The second girl who ended up drinking my piss was actually the third one that I spoken to over the course of a few months who was willing to try. So when...
Added 27 Jan 2013 | Category Fetish
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I suppose I was in my late teens or early twenties when I first came across some stories in porn mags of girls drinking piss and admittedly the idea really turned me on. Of course it never seemed to be something that would be likely happen. After all, at my age then I considered it remarkably good fortune just to find a girl willing to swallow something as comparatively innocent as sperm....
Added 08 Jan 2013 | Category Fetish
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