Hi, I'm something of an irregular writer, part based on true events, parts of it not. I hope you enjoy my writing and feel free to leave feedback, comments, anything.Bye for now.The Travelling Man
Eva from The Secrets of Brinkley Ridge , she was an insatiable hard-ass that always got what she wanted. I really enjoyed playing up the classy posh exterior yet a total whore underneath.
I lost my virginity to a woman six years older than me - my 17 (I know, I know) to her 23.In my 20s, an older woman made a pass at me. A very sexy 39 year old, I was 23. I was hooked, not only was she supremely self-assured, she knew what she wanted and knew how to get it. In the pantheon of Top 5 fucks of all time - she's there.Ever since, older women have always floated my boat. Throughout my 20s and 30s, most of the women I slept with were older. The biggest difference was 18 years, her 46 to my 28.So this male did prefer older women, I learnt a hell of lot about what makes women tick.Put it this way faced with a choice, a hot nubile 18 year old and a sultry 40-something. That takes a heartbeat to choose.
To stuff her panties in her pussy and then lick her clit until she came.Which she did like a freight train........
Pikey...... you wanna dag?
Yes, I did. I was very young, 16. I used to walk with her to college and got to know her really well, I always thought she was out of my league so I never plucked up the courage to ask her out. So over two years, we walked to college together and talked a lot, saw each other outside college and just got on. I went to University and she moved away too.Saw her again when I was 23 and we met a few times, I thought just as old friends. So, it came to a head when I had a date lined up and she invited me to a party. At the party, she asked me how I felt about relationships and she meant with her. Only I had this date with a really nice girl so I blew her off even though I was really attracted to her.Fast forward a few years later, many years (about seven). I've broken up with that girl I chose to date over her. I was due to marry her and well, it was messy for me.She asked about why I never dated her and well, there was too much water under the bridge. It wasn't meant to be and I wasn't in a good place. We lost touch and that was that.I think about her almost every day and that's twenty four years later.
http://imgcover-1.hotmovies.com/image2/star/353/Brigitte_Lahaie-353.10627189401418419735large.jpg Brigitte Lahaie - French, Blonde, 70s porn. Perfect.
Demand? She's never had to demand. She has sex with other guys (and girls) and so do I. It was part of the package of us two hooking up.
Kudos to you Ocean, that really takes some doing. I've just spent a few minutes looking at the categories and I admit - it's a real stretch (and I think I'm really broadminded).So many congratulations, of all the badges to have, that one is the real deal.
So basically, it's not just me then :) That is a relief.
I don't know if this is just me so I thought I'd ask....Does anyone else think long and hard about the names for their characters? I read quite a few stories and if the names aren't right, it really detracts from the story. One story I remember started out brilliantly until I found out their names were ... Derren and Dee-dee. I couldn't continue with it, I was annoyed with myself more than anything else. Another bugbear of mine is if the character has a specific nationality (e.g Swedish) and then they don't actually have a Swedish name. Yeah, I know pretty anal of me.I try and give characters names that are distinct and separate, no alliteration allowed. I'd be interested to know the thoughts of others on this? I'd like to think I'm not developing some kind of OCD complex over it :)
Her appearance tonight begged to be noticed. In the dusky evening light, I snatched glances at her to check that it was still Brigitte underneath. She put so much care and attention into her appearance, I felt a fraud in freshly-pressed trousers and a linen white shirt. I made an effort with a close shave and polished my best shoes but it wasn’t the same. Sitting in the passenger...
Added 11 Aug 2016 | Category Straight Sex
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“Oh come on Steph, act your age!” Lynsey looked put out, “You can’t say that about Josh Simpson.” Steph recoiled a little and wagged a finger at her. “Oh come on Lyns, you seen him with his shirt off, don’t tell me you wouldn’t.” Lynsey didn’t blush and her faux outrage melted before all their eyes, “Yeah, if I was ten years younger.” All of them descended into raucous laughter. ...
Added 31 Jul 2016 | Category Cuckold
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“Do you like what you see?” Her bewitching azure eyes sparkled with mischief. Astride my body and fully impaled on me, she took what she wanted with a confidence that belied her age. It was beyond my youthful comprehension how a woman so young could fuck like this. She moved with the elegance of quicksilver and kept me at her mercy on this delirious sexual plateau. With her fingers...
Added 15 May 2016 | Category Exhibitionism
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The delicate scent of perfume overwhelmed his sensitive nostrils. Blindfolded and confounded by silence, his heightened senses made out the faint sounds of breathing. It sounded light, airy and female in nature. Realising he was not alone, he sat upright in the chair. Stripped naked and bound by his wrists and ankles, he’d placed his trust in Lina. Deprived of his senses, time had slipped...
Added 28 Mar 2016 | Category BDSM
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The cursor blinked on the blank page, he’d been staring at it for an eternity. It looked so sterile and cold; his mind was empty. The words he would choose had to be joyless and objective. It wasn’t a rat race but a treadmill and he’d fallen into this job rather than followed his dream. He worked to pay for canvas and oils, paper and watercolours; his dream was to paint. In the precious...
Added 14 Feb 2016 | Category Fetish
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Pushing him against the door; he hadn’t expected this as he barely knew her. As the sonorous thump of music echoed off the tiled walls, she pressing her painted lips against his. Thin fingers pulled at his trousers, the brittle sound of his belt buckle signalled her frantic tugging to pull them down. Stunned into silence, she smiled warmly in return. Slipping off the thin straps of her...
Added 07 Feb 2016 | Category Flash Erotica
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It was a leaden, black ache from his head that stirred him. Opening his eyes, he blurrily took in his surroundings. Recognising the juxtaposition of the soothing ivory-white walls with the gun metal grey door, he remembered where he was. Looking across from his bunk, there was something new. A set of consoles were arranged across the far wall. There was Astrid pouring over the data on...
Added 31 Jan 2016 | Category Fantasy & Sci-Fi
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Dressed in her tight fitting regulation underwear, he handed Astrid a bottle of EZ-Wake. She looked dazed, her eyelids still a bit heavy. “Thanks, are we there? I can hear the energy banks discharging.” He fought hard not to blurt it out there and then. He wasn’t going to risk putting himself on a court martial for endangering the ship. Feigning his best smile, it wasn’t enough to...
Added 26 Jan 2016 | Category Fantasy & Sci-Fi
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Looking around, Tamara watched her friend’s furtive eyes and smiled. “Are you wondering where he is?” Tamara giggled at her friend’s surprised reaction. “I am, so where are you hiding your new house-guest? In the basement?” Running her fingers over the velour of the sofa, she craved the sensuousness of being touched. The delicate rustle of her silk stockings caressed the taut cotton...
Added 24 Jan 2016 | Category Anal
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There it was again, pushing her behind into his crotch. It was no accident. The air was hot and clammy; the bar heaving with barely dressed bodies on a balmy August evening. Four deep at the bar and all he wanted was a round of drinks. That's not a bump, that’s a grind, up and down. His cock was stiffening, he was sure she would feel it. Buzzing after a couple of drinks,...
Added 10 Jan 2016 | Category Flash Erotica
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