I started writing stories after a lifetime of reading (mostly non-erotica). This is fun.. I don't really do chat, but I welcome feedback on stories, or pointers to another good story.
I understand that rabbi's save them and then sew them together! Then when they rub them ---- they become suitcases! A mohel is a guy who performs ritual circumcisions for Jewish folks. Here's the rest of the joke.And once, a long time ago there was a mohel who performed more circumcisions than all other mohels. And one day he was talking to a friend of his and the friend asked, "You've performed so many circumcisions, have you made anything from the foreskins?" And the mohel said that yes, he had made a wallet from all the foreskins he had collected. The friend said, "You've circumsised so many children, you must have collected dozens of foreskins, and all you have made is a wallet?" And the mohel replied, "I know it's just a wallet. But when you rub it, it turns into a briefcase." In the U.S. there was a tradition of performing circumcisions in hospitals because it was thought to be more hygienic and to prevent syphilis (and masturbation ?). Then the U.S. military also used to circumcise solders to prevent STDs before WWI according to some web articles. So, it became a custom.There is some evidence that circumcision reduces the risk of transmitting venereal disease to women. It definitely reduces HIV rates and the practice has been recommended by the WHO for areas at high risk of HIV infection.On the other hand as long as you keep yourself clean and use condoms, you can keep your foreskin, your health and not smell funky as well. I've never met a man who thinks he is missing something by not having a foreskin, however. I have to say I like the look of a circumcised cock. It is probably just what I'm accustomed to.
A lot of good suggestions here. For something different you can try an old favorite of mine:https://www.lushstories.com/stories/fantasy-scifi/the-survivor.aspxIt's a sci-fi story by Milik.
Stories about gorgeous teenaged girls screwing with chubby, balding middle-aged men just because they (the girls) are so, incredibly, horny are annoying to me. I suppose the target audience is large enough to maintain the genre.
I post replies in online erotica site forums.
So much wrong in this post, I don't even know where to begin.Known criminal biker gangs who engage in criminal behavior reject criminals? LOL.Previously serving in the military gives you immunity when it comes to killing 9 people and injuring even more?These bikers are not to blame for their hundreds of weapons between the lot of them used to kill and damage? Why? Because they were a few nice guys between a rock and a hard place and they're actually pretty cool dudes? LOL.As for the rest of this ridiculous post, you're speaking in should haves, could haves, and would haves. I don't care about what was supposed to go down. What actually went down is that a gang of criminals, known or otherwise, had a gang fight in a public setting, killed 9, injured lots more, and are sitting around practically having tea and crumpets. And we all know that if the circumstances were different (and we know what circumstances I'm speaking of), this would have gone down entirely different.A bunch of fucking thugs in leather jackets and bandanas killed people. That's the bottom line. Agree completely. We know some members of some MC clubs hold charity drives to get positive publicity. That doesn't have the slightest relevance when this particular group of thugs decide to shoot each other in a public place endangering lots of innocent bystanders. The gangs involved are well known to the police for dealing drugs and committing extortion. They aren't a bunch of nice-guys who like to ride Harleys even if they are old, fat and white for the most part.
Stand on one foot and say: "That which is despicable to you do not do unto your fellow." The rest is commentary.
Great exercises. I really like the neck alignment exercise. We do a lot of superman/swimmer moves for the back in my yoga class.
It's really, really embarrassing when your little kid does that..
Not unless I'm working from home (then only for a break). The site would be blocked anyway.
Lucy Tennyson folded the last of her silk panties and placed them in the right hand side of the drawer, next to her lace brassieres. She sighed happily. This was the third week of her new job. She felt quite satisfied with the progress she had made. Marc Connelly seemed happy with his new researcher. The lot she put together had sold well. Pleasing Mr. Connelly pleased her immensely. ...
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The weekend stretched before Maya like a rock-strewn desert. Eric's invitation haunted her every waking thought. She tried to read a book. The print grew unfocused and his face swam up from the page. She tried running, but as she ran her tights moved against her and she imagined his hands moving beneath them, a finger sliding into her wet sex. It was imperative to leave the road before...
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Eric stopped at the cooler and gazed through the long glass panes at the sides of the door to Maya's office. She was in there, his petite goddess. He could just glimpse a bit of her face through the panels. Unfortunately the angle was wrong to see any of her body. It wasn't like that at the gym, however. He had started to work out lunchtimes on Mondays and Wednesdays so he could catch her...
Added 31 Jul 2011 | Category Reluctance
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I was beat, beat, beat. This last project had taken the wind out of my sails. Too many 11pm calls with China. Too many lunches eaten over my computer keyboard. In fact I'd spilled coffee so many times I was on my third keyboard. I told my pal in California that I was taking a vacation. “ I don't care if Mark can't make it- I'm just going to take off,” I said. “ Great,” said my pal Rob. “Go...
Added 24 May 2011 | Category Cheating
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I am sitting in a skirt and blouse, period, in the passenger seat of a big luxury car which belongs to a guy I've just met. We are driving toward the city center, toward his hotel room. I am going to be very late for dinner, if I make it back at all. The fellow has just given me a world class orgasm, so fairness demands some reciprocity. My brain would prefer that the reciprocity be delayed...
Added 20 Apr 2011 | Category Reluctance
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For about 5 months I've been meeting strange men in restaurants and cafes. This activity is the culmination of years of work-related stress, home-related stress, boredom, sexual frustration and a feeling of impending doom. The doors are closing and the light is fading. I don't know what I'm looking for but I'll know when I find it. I find the men on the internet. The internet is...
Added 11 Apr 2011 | Category Reluctance
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The Workout Charlotte loved the Sunday workouts at her martial arts school. It was an informal class, where the students were not lined up in rows. Instead the two instructors, a good looking young Korean guy and a good looking British guy about her age, would break the class up into small groups who would do bag work, light sparring or grappling practice. Charlotte was one of the...
Added 17 Jan 2011 | Category Straight Sex
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We are standing at a dimly lit crowded bar. I have my back to you. You've pulled me against you so I feel you hard cock against my back and buttocks. I push back against you to feel you better. I take a small sip of my drink and your arm winds its way around me under my jacket, just under my breast. Your thumb moves up to feel a hard nipple through the thin shirt and bra. You move the thumb...
Added 12 Jan 2011 | Category Straight Sex
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Lately I had been feeling very sexual, all the time. It must be my time of life, I thought. In my forties, I thought, must be something pre-menopausal. When I looked in the mirror, I saw a slim, petite brunette, with a few crows-feet, but life in her hazel-green eyes. I had a career, I had a home. I also had a very active fantasy life. This was the first time I had tried to make the fantasy...
Added 10 Jan 2011 | Category Straight Sex
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