Getting back into writing and enjoying the processes. Running ideas by friends and the thrill of the chase, so to speak, in writing the stories up.
A woman goes to the Doctor.“Good morning Mrs Jones, what’s the problem?” she asks her.“Well to be honest Doctor, I’m rather embarrassed. My husband and I had sex last night and we . . . well . . . we got somewhat carried away.”“Look it’s alright Mrs Jones,” said the Doctor, “you can tell me what the problem is, it’s all part of the job. You wouldn’t believe some of the things we Doctors need to do!”“Well if truth be known,” said Mrs Jones, “we were experimenting and well,” she said somewhat perplexed, “I’ve got a cream doughnut stuck up my pussy!”The Doctor suppressed her laughter with a cough and asked Mrs Jones to step into the examination room and undress. She follows her in a short while later donning a pair of latex gloves and asks her patient to lie back on the bed. Gently she parts her knees and places her feet together before she makes to give her an intimate examination. Mrs Jones lies there uncomfortable in her embarrassment. She reminds herself to chastise her husband for his sordid behaviour. The Doctor meanwhile peeks further into her rather delightful looking vagina, before gently parting her labia with her fingers.“Well, I can see it Mrs Jones,” she says struggling, “and yes . . . I think I can reach it, but I’m going to have to numb the area first!”Mrs Jones lies there mortified at having to go through such a routine. “Do whatever you have to Doctor,” she says, “just get it out of there.”“OK,” says the Doctor leaning in closer and lowering her head. “Num, num, num, num, num, num, num, num.”
I haven't read all of the responses (but I will), but surely, even when you see it now, everybody wants a splurge gun and one of the gangster cars from Alan Parker's Bugsy Malone?!
Thor is in Valhalla. Its another Saturday night and he looks around at all the old familiar goddesses and thinks 'Sod this. I'm fed up of shagging the same old goddesses, week in week out, I'm going down to earth for a night out and see if I can't pull one of those human girls!'So he goes down to earth and finds himself sitting at the end of a bar in the West end chatting to a gorgeous blonde. They get on great, chatting, drinking, dancing and generally having a great night. One thing leads to another and Thor ends up taking her back to his hotel for the night and its not long before he is shagging her senseless. They're at it all night; all positions and all over the room. They finally go to sleep around 6am.. They wake up late morning and Thor is lying there feeling a bit of a shit. He hadn't introduced himself throughout the whole night! He feels the least he could do is tell this girl who he's slept with. He looks across at her as she lies there stirring. Her eyes open and she smiles up at him."Hi, he says smiling, I'm Thor""You're Thor!" she says, "You're fucking Thor! I'm tho thor I can't pith thtwaite!"
Walked passed a woman on The Embankment in London, who was sat on a bench reading a book with one foot up on the bench. Her skirt had ridden and I had the most gorgeous view of the gusset of her pristine white knickers. Never knew if she did it on purpose, but its a sight that remains in my memory as tremendously erotic
A Fistful of OrgasmsFor a Few Orgasms Moreand the one that brings out the child in meBedknobs and Orgasms
http://upload.lushstories.com/823-bartending 4.jpg I want to go to that pub!
A good few years ago I'd read an incest story on line which although I'm not in to, I read and found hot, so in a naive attempt to find the same story I ran a search and it came back with a far hotter (brother/sister) story which I enjoyed reading on a site which had a memorable name - Lushstories! A truly terrible find - NOT!
Her scent, her smile, catching a sparkle in her eyes. The one thing that absolutely melted me was when someone I'd recently met took my sizeable hand in her tiny hands.
http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSe2-M3WarjFfA-_gvdbExFX2_KejZSVF1oiP1vkDoL8p2gaQIiKQ Shouldn't that last sentence read - 'One size fists all'?
Oh thank fuck for that! Just read through all the above and its not just me then!
My wife Laura had been ather sister's for three days. She'd gone to visit her after the bank holiday and but for a late call into work to deal with a serious computer glitch I'd have been there too. I was half glad because although I loved visiting her sister, the trip to Cornwall was tedious to say the least and I just could't be arsed. Maybe it was that, maybe it was that we weren't getting...
Added 02 Dec 2014 | Category Cuckold
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Late season games of rugby had always been a killer. Between the hot or ‘close’ weather of the Spring and the fatigue of a long season having set in, tired bodies were ready for the end of season and the break that it would bring, and this, my last ever game, had been no exception. At thirty seven my best years on the pitch had long gone and I thought that now was a good time to call it quits. ...
Added 03 Dec 2014 | Category Masturbation
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Back in the early eighties I’d been an air cadet (like a military boy scout) for some four years and at seventeen was reaching the end of my stay. Most guys (for guys were all we were in the cadets at that time) left and took on jobs or apprenticeships. Those like me who’d been in for so long looked at moving on to a career in the military. Before I finished though, I had the privilege of...
Added 18 Jan 2015 | Category Seduction
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This is a continuation of my story ‘Privates on Parade’. You may wish to read that first to get a better understanding of how I was lucky enough to get this far with a woman some thirty years my senior . . . . Pam stepped away from me towards the head of the table. She breathed in heavily through her nose and looked wanton, her lips apart and lust in her eyes. Her mouth closed and that...
Added 30 Jan 2015 | Category First Time
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And so I find her, sipping wine Not whites or Rosés, too sublime But red so rich and full bodied It made me crave her wicked deeds Full and fruity, no contrition Makes her lose all inhibition As merciless by text I'm pleased She let me know, she'd parted knees Her hands slip up her inner thigh I pictured it, in my mind's eye They glide across soft, silken skin In search...
Added 27 Jan 2015 | Category Erotic Poems
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