Just a guy who melts at the sound of a sexy voice… I don't write erotica often, a handful of stories in the last five years, so when I do, I try to make them worth reading.For those who leave comments, all I can say is: Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! Appreciation is a powerful Muse.I try to begin with a little exposition and character development. If you prefer to cut to the chase, just jump ahead a few paragraphs for the good stuff. God knows, I often do! On the other hand, to savor the atmosphere and get to know the characters, turn the vibrator to low, and start at the beginning.My stories are fiction. That said, once the plot thickens, familiar characters and themes always seem to bubble up from somewhere. My earliest sexual relationships had strong voyeuristic and exhibitionistic elements, as well as more genuine affection than I probably deserved. These imprinted experiences have a way of working themselves into our fiction, like it or not.So, yes, certain autobiographical threads holds these stories together--although names, places, descriptions and dates have been changed to protect the not-necessarily-so innocent.~Jason
Nothing that special about camels or toes. But put them together and, yeah, almost always a big time turn on!
http://www.lesbianeroticasites.com/picpost/thmbs/148897_30508-66870-beach-cutie-moans-as-girlfriend-fingers-her-under-bikini.jpg Why, yes it is!
Sexual addiction is best described as a progressive intimacy disorder characterized by compulsive sexual thoughts and acts. Like all addictions, its negative impact on the addict and on family members increases as the disorder progresses. Over time, the addict usually has to intensify the addictive behavior to achieve the same results.For some sex addicts, behavior does not progress beyond compulsive masturbation or the extensive use of pornography or phone or computer sex services. For others, addiction can involve illegal activities such as exhibitionism, voyeurism, obscene phone calls, child molestation or rape. Goddess, I take it this is intended as a hypothetical question. So, hypothetically, here's how I'd react.First, I'd ask what elements of the definition characterize her "addiction?"Perhaps someone in her immediate family is an accusatory, scare-tactic type who's tagged her with a frightening, but totally unjustified label.Then again, maybe it's a real problem and she's reaching out for help. In that case, I'd want her to see a qualified professional as soon as possible.Or perhaps she's just yanking my chain? If I really loved her, I'd try to understand why. Aren't relationships wonderful?
Only if it makes her bitchy. Otherwise, I'm agnostic. A little blood doesn't put me off.
Glad you found a work around! Sounds like a case of performance anxiety, and being buzzed reduces it.One other explanation, he's been jerking off too much while reading Lush. I'm serious. If he's of a certain age... say past his mid-20s, this COULD be hurting his performance. Just saying.
he can be a Gnat's Widget from eruption Is this some kind of clinical expression? Seriously, in my misspent youth (pun intended) I'd do the same thing: Hold back until my partner had orgasmed, then I'd let it fly.
she was trying so hard but she couldn't keep up and she just couldn't keep up and eventually collapsed and couldnt go on. Seriously, Dude, I've never heard this mentioned as a problem before. Love to know what the Ladies have to say.
Hey, Annie. Thanks for your POV.It's something I love. I've known a few woman who are totally into it -- and I've continued until I came. More typically, it's just one more appetizer on the menu.
Senior year at Pine Creek Academy. An unfamiliar local number flashes on my cell-phone screen. ”Hi, Mary. It’s Wendy!” Someone has the wrong number. But the voice is pleasantly feminine with a familiar intonation. "Yes. This is Mary,” I tease. "My, what a deep voice you have," Wendy says, quoting Little Red Riding Hood. "All the better to please you with, My Dear,” I...
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Junior year I transferred to Pine Creek Academy, a private school where the tuition was more than the average annual income back home. PCA was known for its gothic architecture, serious academics, and liberal outlook. Anyone 16 years old with an honors grade-point-average, for example, was eligible for the mixed-sex dormitory known on campus as Chastity Hall. I was still unpacking when...
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Our Summer cottage in Western PA was the setting for many of my early erotic adventures. One in particular will be forever etched in my memory. It began the day I overheard my Mom gossiping about the family that had leased the cottage next door. "I hear she's a divorcee with a teen-age daughter," Mom hissed with disapproval. Naturally, when a station wagon arrived next door a few days...
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"They said, 'Yes!'" I told Tom as we tossed our helmets and pads into lockers and walked to the shower room. To my amazement, my parents had given me the green light to fly to Los Angeles and stay with Tom's family for Thanksgiving. The only hitch, I had to take college admissions tours of UCLA and USC while I was in California. "No problem," Tom told me. "I'll drive you to East LA...
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I was born with an ear for music. Even after football practice derailed my formal flute lessons, I learned a couple of new pieces every year. By the time I turned seventeen, I had a self-taught repertoire ranging from gospel to jazz. So, when an evangelical Korean family rented a Summer cottage near ours, my dear Mother volunteered my services as an unpaid music tutor. Su-Yun was about...
Added 30 Aug 2014 | Category Masturbation
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"Could you help me with my camera?" she asked. I was trying to pull the fog-shrouded pylons of the Golden Gate Bridge into focus on the ground glass of my old view-camera. As if by magic, Jillian's lithe silhouette emerged from the swirling fog. Even in the inverted image on the camera’s focusing screen, she was most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. "Umm… I guess. Sure." I stammered,...
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They weren't exactly international supermodels. Mary, Patty, Barbara and Donna were Freshman roommates making the best of an overcrowded dorm. I met Donna at a mixer the first weekend of our Freshman year. Within an hour we were naked. Donna was eager and willing, but still very much a virgin. Some guys would have charged ahead. But I couldn't. Not with a girl I'd known for less time than...
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The odds against an American child growing up to be an NFL Quarterback or Victoria Secret model are on the order of 20 million to one. Most of us live at the median of the bell curve of human possibilities. Average looks. Average physique. Average intelligence. Average motivation. Average sex appeal. Not me. I belong to a subgroup that is blessed–or cursed, depending on your...
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On the spur of the moment, I decide to make a surprise visit to my next-door neighbor at State U. Partly it's because I haven't seen her since Christmas. But mostly, it's because she's an incredible fox. And so are her friends. She wasn't always so hot. Growing up, she was just the sweet little kid next door. Amanda was pretty, to be sure, but a skinny little tomboy you'd never give a...
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A cheap liquor store like a dozen others in the West Village. Except as I pushed the door open, a small hand reached out and pulled me back onto the sidewalk. "Will you buy me a bottle of Grey Goose?" she asked. "I'll pay you." She was sixteen or seventeen with the kind of ripe, nubile beauty that drives older guys like me wild. "Sorry," I told her and headed for the door. "Please,"...
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