Once upon a time, there was a girl who lived on the edge of the forest named Vanessa. Betcha thought her name was Red. Vanessa had long, wavy strawberry-blond hair and had the nickname of “Red”. She was a very pretty girl, with long legs and large breasts that seemed to defy the law of gravity.

Red had a girlfriend who lived in a cottage in the woods and often went to visit her. Red gathered some things she had borrowed on her last trip — vibrator, x-rated video tapes — put them in a basket. The morning was a little cool, so Red put her hooded cape on over her dress, and started off into the woods.

Along the way, she found some wildflowers growing near the trail and stopped to gather some. They would make a nice gift for her friend. (more…)

Moving over your left leg, I fight against the sheet being pushed by your left hand, and work my way up, kissing your soft skin from just inside your left knee upward toward your pleasure box, occasionally biting your softness between my teeth. At the same time, I lightly brush the inside of your right leg with my fingertips, opposite to where my lips are kissing.

Your legs open more for me, allowing me to pull my body, still under the sheet, in between them. Your left hand moves to your nipples, your right hand finds my head and pulls it, forcing my nose against your clit. I manage to reach around with my hands on either side and pull your lips apart, exposing your hole to my tongue. I wiggle my moustache against your growing clittie, causing an immediate thrust from your hips toward me. I insert my tongue into your hole, licking up and down the inside of your lips, then pucker my own lips to allow me to suck from your hole. I suck a little, lick a little, suck some more and lick some more, avoiding your clit except for when you buck your hips upward against my nose. I wish I could breathe through my ears! (more…)

It’s 6:30 as I glance at my watch when I finish parking on your street, and I wonder if you’d been up as late as two o’clock calling bulletin boards again. I climb the stairs and struggle somewhat with your door key, trying to avoid too much noise that’ll startle your dog, which should recognize the sounds I make by now.

Once inside, I remove my shoes and grab an empty glass before I hit the refrigerator on the way to your bedroom. The sun’s just begun to rise in the eastern window, which provides a pleasant glow within the room. I pause to watch you as you sleep. You’re laying in somewhat of a fetus position on your right side, your legs are pulled up, and arms folded in front of you. Not knowing whether or not I’d stop this morning, you went to bed nude anyway. The light sheet was pulled up to just-above your breasts, with your left arm outside their protective covering. You are in a deep, peaceful slumber, hardly breathing, and a smile on your face. (more…)

A guy walks into a bar and orders up 25 shots of tequila.
The bartender says “25 shots!?! Whats the special occasion?”
The guy replied “Today I had my first blowjob”
Bartender says ” Wow man, thats great! Here, here’s a shot on the house…”
The guy is quick to reply ” Listen buddy, if 25 shots isn’t gonna wash this taste outta my mouth, I do not think a 26th will help!”

A lot of men are preoccupied when it comes to issues concerning their member especially the size issue. Though their member may have a normal structure, the fact remains that bigger is better. A lot of men are hesitant of telling their angst when it comes to the size of their penis but it is a known issue concerning all men and women in all parts of the globe.

One of the methods where men resort for a larger penis is surgery, which usually crop up when all other methods are already used but the condition remains the same — same small penis and same sexual misery.

Are you afraid of the knife? This sounds scary for some men but undergoing penile surgery is a decision they would probably make and follow just to attain better sex life and to satisfy their partner.

Traditionally, surgery uses a technique which includes fatty tissue removal from the patient’s own body and then inserting it in to the penis. Fat cells or graft made up of fatty tissue and skin from the buttock tuck. Over time, the results for both are likely to diminish as the fatty tissue is being absorbed by the patient’s own body.

Penile surgery may cause certain drawbacks and the most common is the formation of lumps due to fat migration. Surgery through fat-injection could create rather lumpy, asymmetrical and unappealing results instead of what a man wants to attain. The injected fat can migrate to other surrounding parts unpredictably like in the center of the shaft, creating lumps and at times may appear irregularly shaped. (more…)

Let me start by saying that I’m not exactly what you would call a golfer, so when I was asked to caddy at a golf tournament I was a little surprised. After all, I couldn’t tell a putter from a driver before I went to the tournament. Luckily I didn’t have to be a “real caddy” because I’m a wimp and I don’t like strenuous activity (with the exception of sex of course). Our group consisted of Angelique, Maryanne, Hunter, me, and of course the guys who will remain nameless to protect the innocent, lol.

I wanted to learn a little about the game while I was there and the guys were more than willing to help me with my swing. They started me off with a little putting lesson. Since I didn’t do so well putting the ball I decided to show a little ass to distract everyone from my bad swing. Hey don’t laugh, it worked.

Since we weren’t really caddying, the other girls and I came up with a plan to help motivate our guys. Yeah, I know but what guy wouldn’t be inspired by 4 cute little asses all lined up on display.

As you can see Hunter found an even more creative way motivate her guy. I really think he liked that too, I know I definitely enjoyed just watching. (more…)

I was running late for the subway. The party I went to ran a bit later than I had expected. As I rounded the turn style I saw the doors starting to close. I bit my lower lip and darted through the doors.

Tired and out of breath I flopped down onto the nearest seat. After a few moments I had caught my breath and began to look around the car. It was just another woman and myself. As I looked at her again I could see that she was visibly upset. I got up from where I sat to sit closer to her.

As I made idle chitchat I found out she was supposed to meet her boyfriend for dinner and she’d sat there for an hour or so before he called her and cancelled. I moved my arm around her shoulders, watching her face as she told me about her horrible night, she was crying. I brought my fingers up to her face and wiped away the tears as I looked into her eyes. She was beautiful. I took a chance. (more…)

Then she pulled her finger out, leaving my anus twitching and contracting in the sudden void. Carol had me fuck her standing up in the bathroom. She retied my hands in front and put me to bed.

When I woke up I saw that she had laid out a very tight garter belt and stockings. She had me put them on because we were going out shopping. There was a list of things needed to fill out my wardrobe. We went first to Leather and Lace on the East Side of Columbus. Carol had instructed me to purchase the items myself as she watched.

I started with panties. That was easy because I only had to buy the largest size. But stockings and bra sizes were not so easy, and my face went red several times, along with the faces of several salesgirls. I was to buy a white padded bra, an open nipple bra and crochless panties set, several pairs of bikini panties, and pantyhose. She also wanted me to buy her a latex bra and a latex corset. Since we are close to the same size, she felt we could both enjoy the latex items. (more…)

But I still fantasize about it.

We have several get away weekends during the year. I’ve hinted that I’d like to be a submissive for the weekend. I’d like to be totally under Carol’s direction and control. I would be her transvestite slave. She would dominate me using bondage.

She would tell me to meet her at home on noon on Friday. She would start the weekend by telling me she had something special planned. She ordered me to get ready. She made sure that I shaved my legs and pubic hair. She made me shave my face extra carefully. Carol had laid out my wardrobe. She wanted me to wear a corset, black stockings, and a black bra. She had also laid out a leather cock strap. I only hoped that we wouldn’t have an accident on the way to the weekend surprise.

Part of the surprise was that we were going to Columbus. When we arrived at the hotel room, Carol ordered me to strip to my lingerie then bound my hands together behind my back with a pair of pantyhose. She had me model for a while and snapped a few pictures. (more…)

How do I tell my wife that I long to try on her lingerie?

For the first few months of our relationship I handled the problem neatly: I kept my mouth shut. But while our straight sex was most enjoyable, that didn’t deter me from spending an occasional hour alone, dreaming of how I’d feel wearing Carol’s sexy lingerie. And I wanted Carol to share in the fantasy. I resolved to somehow share these thoughts with Carol.

Obviously this was a lot to spring on Carol all at once. But more and more I began to feel I owed it to both of us to open up and give sexual honesty a chance. (more…)