About 150 years ago, my Lakota Sioux ancestors were driven off their ancient traditional midwestern plains homeland, and deep into Oklahoma and Texas. Where they married into a family that was of English ancestry. The Depression-era dust-bowl sent the family packing to a small ranching community in southern California, where I was born in 1960.The way the English side of my family looked down on and mistreated the Native side, put me through levels of hell that no child should have to deal with. Until I left and moved in with my grandma, whose Lakota name translates as "Pretty Reed in the Swamp." She took me under wing and taught me about her culture's old ways. I learned from her everything I would need to survive as an adult; one lesson I learned well from her was to be grateful to Mother Earth for giving me both sexual desires and a body that would make men want to take care of those desires. I even started using Reed as my last name in her honor (not my real last name) and have used it through three marriages.In my senior year of high school, I boldly convinced the hottest guy in my class, Tom J., to take me to Senior Prom; all the prettier girls had been too shy to ask him. I figured the worst he could do was say no, and no harm done. When he said yes, I booked us a motel room for prom night and told him I was determined to wake up the next morning with my pussy full of his come. I got what I wanted, and more: I got knocked-up on prom night! At 19, in 1979, I gave birth to my beautiful eldest daughter. The busybodies in our small town pressured him to marry me, which neither of us wanted, and at 21, I gave birth to my only son. Our shotgun marriage never really worked for either Tom or me, and after our divorce, I was left to work and support two children as a single mom. I also went off to college and got my bachelor's degree in Education, so I could get better-paying jobs to support myself and my two children.I still wanted and needed love and affection and yes sex too, and eventually I met and married my second husband, Mr. F. We had two daughters together. He clearly loved the two children we had together, much more than the two I had with Tom. My teaching jobs weren't that great, so I went back to school and earned my Masters in Education. Mr. F was not at all supportive of my bettering myself this way.The only teaching job I could get with my new M.A. degree turned out to be at a junior college in far-off Missouri. Having not been supportive about my two eldest children nor my Masters degree, it really wasn't much of a surprise that he wouldn't move to Missouri with me. I was 37, a very sexual woman, far from home, lonely and almost constantly horny. When I had a chance to have an affair with a very hot 22-year-old student of mine, I didn't really contemplate it much, I just had him fuck me everywhere we could be alone together on campus. The Dean eventually found out, and fired me. I had been fired basically for cheating on my husband, and when he found out, he divorced me, took my two youngest children, and I went almost bankrupt paying child support to him. He spent years teaching my two youngest what a horrible lying cheating woman their mother was, and only in their late 20s did they stop hating me and begin to barely tolerate my existence.I moved far away from him and my two youngest, and started over with my two oldest in a new town. Frank N., the manager of the supermarket I shopped at, was hot as hell, and we began sleeping together and eventually got married. Frank is my husband #3 and we are still married, but several years into our marriage he developed crazy hateful obsessions about a few people, and he turned very mean in general. So I sleep in a separate bedroom from him. We stay married only for financial reasons.I still love sex, so I have taken several lovers over the years. The third of these, Eric, I fell in love with in 2008 and still love him, but with both of us married, we couldn't make it work, and after just 18 months, we had to end it. Some of my stories and photos here are about me and Eric.Eric encouraged me to get my Ph.D., which I did even though Frank was against it. Eric helped me study (on those rare occasions when his tongue wasn't in my pussy,). My employer paid for my degree, but with the stipulation that I had to get my doctorate in environmental science, not in Education as with my B.A. and M.A.I had another affair a few months after Eric and I split up, but that didn't last very long. Neither did the next affair after that.I met my current boyfriend Dave in the audience of a rock concert in 2012. He is my personal STUD, and a lot of my stories and pics here are about Dave and me. I drop by his house on the way to work or at lunch time, every day that I can, for a 69 or a cock ride or a doggie.In 2013, I developed an INSTANT attraction to my first (and so far only) woman, named Justine. We make sweet love together every chance we get, usually about 3 days a week. Some of my photos and stories here are about Justine and me.In 2014, Justine met her current boyfriend, a hot Italian stud named Vince, who packs 10 spectacular inches into his tight jeans (my Dave has a magnificent 8 inches). Every couple of months, Dave, Vince, Justine, and I get together. Justine and I lie down side by side and watch each other's enjoyment as Dave fucks me hard while Vince fucks Justine just as hard. Our foursomes always end the same way: our men watch as Justine and I have a 69 followed by intense grinding of clit on clit.My husband Frank does NOT know about any of my affairs.Should I ever find a financially painless way out of my empty marriage to Frank, Justine and I would like very much to marry each other. And of course we want tot continue to have Dave service me and Vince service her, for those (frequent) occasions when we get cock-hungry.My most recent pics and stories reflect this current situation with Dave, Justine, Vince, me, and Frank.So despite being financially trapped in a loveless, sexless, joyless marriage, my current sex situation is the best it has ever been in my life.
Bernie Sanders seems to have the most intelligent things to say so far. His age hurts his chances, though.
I had a boyfriend in 2008 who used to make me giggle during sex. My giggles would get him extra hard. So while I didn't fake giggle, I did look for opportunities that would make me giggle and thus arouse him. He said that a woman so thoroughly enjoying making love with him that it caused her to giggle joyously. was very sexy. And I agree with the comments of others, my giggles would be mixed in with moans, s, sighs, sporadic breathing, and happy little contented purrs.
For me it's that moment when he throbs powerfully in my mouth as he stiffens into full and complete hardness. That feels so good to me, plus I know there's no turning back and I am going to eventually feels and taste his explosion. And, I have to admit, there's that sense of pride, that I caused him to react like that.
12 men and one woman
How is it that you know his size? She told me and I have seen it, just i don't touch it (yet) until she (hopefully) some day tells me I can.
I am sure that there is a guy out there are you describe and I will keep searching! We are all searching. Good luck sweetie.
My girlfriend's boyfriend has 10 inches. I drool at the thought of getting to enjoy him like she does. But I love her and respect her too much to make a move on her Mister Tree Trunk. Nope, can't be too big for me! :) 4 children have exited, if it's big enough for them to exit, it sure is big enough for any guy to enter ;)
9 pm and 58 degrees
North by Northwest. Eva Marie Saint was originally supposed to say to Cary Grant: "I never make love on an empty stomach!" But the line got censored and overdubbed although you can see her mouthing those words. I feel the same way, need the energy to keep the sex going!!! LOL
the best lover I ever had, he and I used to sing The Look Of Love Is In Your Eyes to each other while we banged each other mercilessly! Damn, I miss those hot times!
Those here on this site who know me, already know the basics of my story. I have been married three times, divorced twice, and for financial reasons I’m now trapped in a loveless, joyless, sexless third marriage. Frank doesn’t hit me or anything, there’s just really no marriage anymore. But I still really, really enjoy sex…just not with Frank any more. Over the past eight years since...
Added 08 Apr 2014 | Category Lesbian
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As those here at Lush who know me already know, I’m twice divorced. And things haven’t been good at all with my third husband these past 8 or 9 years. As in, I can barely stand him, and I have a separate bedroom. But my second divorce nearly bankrupted me, so I won’t go through that again in a third divorce. I love sex and still want it and need it, so I’ve had a series of lovers over the...
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I think I was in my late 20s or early 30s when I first got the idea in my head that I wanted to make love on a deserted stretch of beach with nobody else around. I know I first mentioned it to my second husband and he wasn’t interested. The lover I had when I was 37 liked the idea, but we were in a small Midwest city a long way from my native California and its many beautiful beaches....
Added 14 Apr 2013 | Category First Time
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Who Seduced Who? Part 1 Unlike my Kat & Cyrano story series, this story is fictional. It is collaboration, still in process, between another writer on this site and me. He got the story started and we have gone back and forth between us on writing sections of it. Seducing each other. - Kat ************************** Nick At the end of my long day, I’m relaxing in a bar, soft...
Added 21 Mar 2013 | Category Straight Sex
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Kat and Cyrano Chapter 10: Friendship In the first nine chapters, I described in sensuous and erotic detail how the chemistry and the hunger between Eric and me led to some wonderful and creative sexual adventures four years ago. But if it had just been about the sex, then Nov. 10, 2008 wouldn’t still be a cherished memory and one of the happiest days of my life, right up there with...
Added 09 Feb 2013 | Category Love Stories
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Kat and Cyrano Chapter 9: A Full Week of Passion and Joy The next morning, Wednesday, on the trolley ride into downtown, we talked about how we nearly got caught on that shopping mall stairwell that Tuesday morning. We had also, a couple of times, made love between bushes in a park.“Maybe we should return to the bushes in our park?” I suggested. “I can lie down instead of standing up...
Added 31 Jan 2013 | Category Love Stories
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Kat and Cyrano Chapter 8: Tasting It was now a few weeks after that very first time Eric entered me, cut short by my bleeding period and other assorted tortures my body chose to put me through. It was a Friday, and my lover Eric and I skipped work for the day, to check into a motel for the afternoon and to play, play, play. He always called me Kat, partly because my name is...
Added 30 Jan 2013 | Category Love Stories
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Kat and Cyrano Chapter 7: Down by the River Because I had an all-day training class at another location, not at my office, I wasn’t able to be in his arms on Tuesday, Sept. 30. I hated that! It was a damned miserable day, not being able to start it with him! On lunch break, however, I discovered something absolutely wonderful, and the naughty possibilities of my discovery made...
Added 29 Jan 2013 | Category Love Stories
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Kat and Cyrano Chapter 6: Stairway to Paradise When I got on the bus with my friend – now also my lover – Eric, on Monday morning (Sept. 29), I warned him that I might not be very pleasant company this morning. “As you know, my most unwelcome monthly visitor has been putting me through hell since Thursday night. It got even worse yesterday!” He put his arm around me, and I purred....
Added 28 Jan 2013 | Category Love Stories
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That Friday (Sept. 26, when I returned from my business trip on the other side of the country) will always be a special date for me. Maybe even more special than family birthdays. Because it was my first of many times riding the sexiest man I’ve ever known. I didn’t think about it that day, but maybe it seems strange to some reading this, that the first – and only – thought on my return from...
Added 27 Jan 2013 | Category Love Stories
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