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Straight Female / 26
I am a virgin, never had any relationship, and today i finally decided to finger myself.
After i take a shower, i make sure my hands are clean. Then i put myself in a comfortable position dan start rubbing my vagina while looking at it on the mirror.
I think i did great, i touch my clit and make it wet, circling it before finally putting my index finger inside.
I thought it will hurt, but no, it feels so good! Especialy when my index finger inside my pussy,my thumb rubbing my clit and my middle finger stroking my anus, all together. Damn it feels so good.
I didnt bleed, apparently its normal and im doing good. Want to try two fingers but i cant fit it in. I plan to do it again soon.
Ah and im going to a club with my friends next week. Im thinking hard on how to make a stranger finger me without anyone noticing.
I've been missing out for too long!!!!!!!
After i take a shower, i make sure my hands are clean. Then i put myself in a comfortable position dan start rubbing my vagina while looking at it on the mirror.
I think i did great, i touch my clit and make it wet, circling it before finally putting my index finger inside.
I thought it will hurt, but no, it feels so good! Especialy when my index finger inside my pussy,my thumb rubbing my clit and my middle finger stroking my anus, all together. Damn it feels so good.
I didnt bleed, apparently its normal and im doing good. Want to try two fingers but i cant fit it in. I plan to do it again soon.
Ah and im going to a club with my friends next week. Im thinking hard on how to make a stranger finger me without anyone noticing.
I've been missing out for too long!!!!!!!
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Straight Female / 24
I'm married to a very wonderful, sexy man. But it seems for a long time I couldn't get in the mood to thoroughly enjoy sex. At least three years after our son was born. Maybe it was my birth control, but sex was barley any good.
I had no want, couldn't get or stay wet, and while sex wasn't always bad, it just wasn't what I wanted.
I finally got my birth control removed and it has been about a month. Suddenly, my sex drive is through the roof. I get so slippery wet just thinking about my husband's sexy body. Masturbating just isn't cutting it, either. I want HIM.
I can't even watch porn anymore. I end up thinking about how much I want his body pressed against me, the feel of his thick cock inside, and his thrusting motions stimulating my clit.
And oh, my word, the way he eats me... He actually enjoys going down on me! And he is so masterfully perfect with his tongue.
Maybe my body is making up for all that time sex was a chore.
But one bad thing now, is he can't cum inside me. I'm not ready to be pregnant again, but getting that birth control removed and feeling this way again is worth missing out on the extacy of him cumming in my pussy. If that's what I have to miss to feel sexy and enjoy sex, then I'll take it!
Another bad thing is I don't think he realizes how harshly I crave him now. I wake up at night softly moaning for his touch.
I want him to feel how much I ache for his body. I want him to make love to me like it's our last time, even though it's not! I want him to push into me, long and slow. I want his pelvis against mine as he runs his tongue across my nipples. I need his body pressed against my back, with his hands tracing the curves of my chest and hips, while he reaches around to my crotch and seductively rubs me. I want to lay him back and make him moan while I take his thick manhood into my mouth and show him oral pleasure such as he's never felt before. I want to literally cry with joy as I cum on his dick.
I want him so bad. Maybe more than I ever have. Every time I touch him, I feel a throbbing between my legs, even if I just caress his shoulder. I don't just want to fuck, and I don't just want to make love. I want to fucking make love. Deeply passionate, sexy, satisfying love making.
I want to go back to normal, to how it was before that stupid birth control, but I don't know if sex was this good before. Now, I can stay wet and aroused until I finish. It's the waiting that's agonizing.
I want to be okay while I wait for sex. Right now I crave him so bad, the hours take forever to pass.
He is the best partner I've ever had and I want to show him my appreciation by stroking his cock with my juicy pussy. I can't say it enough, I crave him.
I want to wear sexy lingerie and play with him. I want to hear him beg me to cum on his dick. I want to get sloppy with him.
I don't know how long this feeling will last. While I hate waiting, I don't want it to disappear completely.
Because I desire him, I feel sexy and (maybe a little) daring! I'm not that worried about my extra cushion anymore! I feel desirable because I desire him.
I want to blow his mind away with what I do in bed, while getting myself off at the same time! I want as much of him as I can possibly have. He is my husband, after all. Don't I deserve that?!
I know he loves me and finds me sexy, I just wish I could show him what I see in my day dreams about him. I don't think he realizes how much he's on my mind.
Baby, what can I do to make you see how much I want your body? Is asking for sex just not enough?
My body is addicted to you. My mind craves you constantly.
I had no want, couldn't get or stay wet, and while sex wasn't always bad, it just wasn't what I wanted.
I finally got my birth control removed and it has been about a month. Suddenly, my sex drive is through the roof. I get so slippery wet just thinking about my husband's sexy body. Masturbating just isn't cutting it, either. I want HIM.
I can't even watch porn anymore. I end up thinking about how much I want his body pressed against me, the feel of his thick cock inside, and his thrusting motions stimulating my clit.
And oh, my word, the way he eats me... He actually enjoys going down on me! And he is so masterfully perfect with his tongue.
Maybe my body is making up for all that time sex was a chore.
But one bad thing now, is he can't cum inside me. I'm not ready to be pregnant again, but getting that birth control removed and feeling this way again is worth missing out on the extacy of him cumming in my pussy. If that's what I have to miss to feel sexy and enjoy sex, then I'll take it!
Another bad thing is I don't think he realizes how harshly I crave him now. I wake up at night softly moaning for his touch.
I want him to feel how much I ache for his body. I want him to make love to me like it's our last time, even though it's not! I want him to push into me, long and slow. I want his pelvis against mine as he runs his tongue across my nipples. I need his body pressed against my back, with his hands tracing the curves of my chest and hips, while he reaches around to my crotch and seductively rubs me. I want to lay him back and make him moan while I take his thick manhood into my mouth and show him oral pleasure such as he's never felt before. I want to literally cry with joy as I cum on his dick.
I want him so bad. Maybe more than I ever have. Every time I touch him, I feel a throbbing between my legs, even if I just caress his shoulder. I don't just want to fuck, and I don't just want to make love. I want to fucking make love. Deeply passionate, sexy, satisfying love making.
I want to go back to normal, to how it was before that stupid birth control, but I don't know if sex was this good before. Now, I can stay wet and aroused until I finish. It's the waiting that's agonizing.
I want to be okay while I wait for sex. Right now I crave him so bad, the hours take forever to pass.
He is the best partner I've ever had and I want to show him my appreciation by stroking his cock with my juicy pussy. I can't say it enough, I crave him.
I want to wear sexy lingerie and play with him. I want to hear him beg me to cum on his dick. I want to get sloppy with him.
I don't know how long this feeling will last. While I hate waiting, I don't want it to disappear completely.
Because I desire him, I feel sexy and (maybe a little) daring! I'm not that worried about my extra cushion anymore! I feel desirable because I desire him.
I want to blow his mind away with what I do in bed, while getting myself off at the same time! I want as much of him as I can possibly have. He is my husband, after all. Don't I deserve that?!
I know he loves me and finds me sexy, I just wish I could show him what I see in my day dreams about him. I don't think he realizes how much he's on my mind.
Baby, what can I do to make you see how much I want your body? Is asking for sex just not enough?
My body is addicted to you. My mind craves you constantly.
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Bi-Sexual Female / 18
My name is Stacie and I love to poo my knickers on purpose. I first did it when I was sixteen. I was walking home and with my best friend Lucy and I was busting for a poo. When I told Lucy she said she was desperate to go as well and she dared me to do it in my knickers. I said no way at first but I warmed to the idea when she said she was going to do it. I wasn't sure if I she was winding me up until she moved her feet apart and bent her knees a little bit. Her face screwed up as she pushed and I watched her pee run down her legs as the smell of the air. When she finished I got into the same position and pushed. It felt amazing to be pooing myself on purpose and just as I finished I had to pee so I did it in my knickers as well. I soaked my legs and when got to Lucy's house we cleaned up in her bathroom and Lucy gave me a pair of her knickers to wear home.
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Bi-Sexual Female / 22
I am about to explore a mutual watersports kink with a partner for the first time. We both have an interest in wetting, and I wanted to have some other things on hand to wet besides my bathing suit. I want to have separate clothing for this and I'm going to get it cheap. I have a few ideas, but I would love to get input from people here. What do you like to see women wet themselves in? What colors? What designs? Feel free to tell me stories too as I am a frequent lurker in this section.
For reference I have an ample hourglass figure and I'm quite short. Thank you in advance!
For reference I have an ample hourglass figure and I'm quite short. Thank you in advance!
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Bi-Sexual Male / 18
I think this qualifies as a wet story. This is because it's about what a lot of people call water sports.
I remember the first time I heard the pee dribble out of my mother's pee hole and tinkle into the toilet bowl. I was 12 and impressionable. I recently discovered jerking off. I read one of my mother's dirty story magazines she thought I didn't know about and in it was a description of how guys jerked off. Sure I'd heard of guys doing it but I didn't really have much access to the internet and so I never really got to see or read how it was done. Once I read the article I figured it out and found it easy to do but the only thing I had to jerk off to was the impressions in my mind of my school mates in the 6th grade.
So hearing my mom's pee dribble that day was a turning point in my life. I could not get enough of it. I would stand next to the door to listen to her peeing while I jerked off. I so badly wanted to see the pee come out of her and even started to imagine her peeing on me.
I don't know how she figured it out but my Mom started dropping hints and making innuendos about pee. Pee seamed to pop up in a lot of our conversations and I wasn't the one doing it. Sure I was obsessed with the stuff but I hid my interest in shame.
Then one day a week or so after I first heard my mom pee, I was again walking past the bathroom door and heard the pee dribbling. I noticed the door was cracked open about three inches but the toilet was behind the door so Mom couldn't see me standing there. Suddenly the door yanked open and I was staring into my mothers angry disgusted face. But then I stole a glance downward and she was completely naked from the waist down. Her legs were spread wide. She made no effort to hide her self and I could easily see her pee dribble through her big black bush of pubic hair. I looked back up and she was even more pissed off at me. How dare I look at her naked body I imagined her saying silently to herself. Then she commanded me to get off my knees and come into the bathroom and shut the door. She demanded that I explain why I was spying on her while she was peeing. She maintained her widely spread legs and continued to pee. She continued to make no effort to hide herself. She also continued to interrogate me almost viciously about why I was spying on her while she was going to the bathroom. She wanted to know why I wanted to watch her pee so badly. Again while showing herself to me peeing. She accused me of being a dirty little pervert. She said only dirty little perverts liked to watch girls pee and only really dirty little perverts liked to look at their mother's naked pussy. Then she spread her legs even more and leaned back a little given me an even better view.
Mom ordered me to sit on the floor immediately in front of her. My face was less than a foot from her dripping pussy. The view was so good and so perfectly lit that I would carry that indelible image in my mind forever to jerk off to a million times in the future. She took hold of my face and directed it right between her legs. She ordered me to look straight ahead and sit at attention. And not move while she continued to scold me and berate me for trying to watch her pee. Meanwhile she ordered me to stop staring at her pussy which was done peeing but still dripping pee from her pubic bush. She scolded me again and again for staring but when I closed my eyes or tried to avert them she scolded me again for disobeying her order. I was damned if I did and I was damned if I didn't which only served to enhance my erection. Then she slowly stood up, ordered me not to look at her vagina and slowly stepped over me her pussy cumming within inches of my face. As she did three drops of pee landed on my face, one on my lower lip. I nearly came in my pants. I was as hard and erect as I had ever been. Then she ordered me to stand up at attention. I was very self conscious of my erection tenting out my underwear. She slapped my groin and asked me "what's this? You dirty little pervert! Did you just get an erection from watching Mommy pee?"
I did but I didn't dare confess that too her. She made me continue to stand at attention still making no attempt to hide her naked body from the waist down. Then she ordered me to sit on the side of the tub. She walked up to me and used her leg to spread my knees and stepped right up to me so her bush was a mere inch from my face. I could smell the fresh urine and the musk of her pussy. She grabbed my face again and ordered me to maintain sitting at attention straight ahead then berated me again for looking at her pussy. Again damned if I do or if I don't. She continued berating me for being a dirty little pervert. Her every word and the close up view of her pussy kept my little cock rock hard.
Then she stepped away and opened the bathroom closet. She pulled out a box and handed it to me. "Open the box" she told me. I did. Then she told me to remove one of the tampons and give her the box back. She put the box on the shelf and came back to me. She ordered me to unwrap the paper from it and hold it in her hand. Then she asked if I knew about periods. I had a vague idea but not direct knowledge. Mom then explained about periods. Any conversation about her vagina was going to get me hard if I wasn't already. I was already so it just made me even more hard. Her voice and demeanor was suddenly very gentle and kind. She kept explaining and then came to the part about what tampons were for. when she finished her explanation she went back to the closet and pulled a piece of paper out of the box. She handed it to me and told me to read the entire thing out loud. It was an explanation of how tampons worked and instructions on how insert one or remove one. She informed me that she anticipated her period that day and the next. then she said "follow the instructions on the box." With that she lifted her foot and put it on the tub next to my thigh touching it. Staring straight ahead as ordered I was looking right between her bush flanked pussy lips hanging right down. It looked like she had a little penis at the top. She casually pointed to it and said it was her cliterus. She then pointed out her inner and outer labia and her pee hole. That was the part I was most interested in. There was a little yellow drop of dew at the mouth of her pee hole. I wanted to reach out and touch it. I read the instructions out loud again and then followed them. She helped me by adding additional instructions that included holding her inner lips open to gain access to her vagina. I inserted the tampon using the applicator. Then pulled out the applicator. She then felt around to see that I did it correctly and then complimented me on doing it correctly on first try. She kept her leg up and leaned slightly forward until her pubic hair was again less than an inch from my face. Again I could smell her pee and musky pussy. Then she was done. She put her foot back on the floor and told me to run into her bedroom and retrieve a clean pair of panties. I did and came back with a white cotton pair with a faint brown stain in the front and a faint brown stain of a different shade in the back. She looked at them. I had correctly guessed which pair she wanted. She then had me hold the for her to step into and she told me to pull them up. It was impossible to do so following her precise instructions without brushing my fingers up her ass and the back of my knuckles against her pubic ..(continue confession)
I remember the first time I heard the pee dribble out of my mother's pee hole and tinkle into the toilet bowl. I was 12 and impressionable. I recently discovered jerking off. I read one of my mother's dirty story magazines she thought I didn't know about and in it was a description of how guys jerked off. Sure I'd heard of guys doing it but I didn't really have much access to the internet and so I never really got to see or read how it was done. Once I read the article I figured it out and found it easy to do but the only thing I had to jerk off to was the impressions in my mind of my school mates in the 6th grade.
So hearing my mom's pee dribble that day was a turning point in my life. I could not get enough of it. I would stand next to the door to listen to her peeing while I jerked off. I so badly wanted to see the pee come out of her and even started to imagine her peeing on me.
I don't know how she figured it out but my Mom started dropping hints and making innuendos about pee. Pee seamed to pop up in a lot of our conversations and I wasn't the one doing it. Sure I was obsessed with the stuff but I hid my interest in shame.
Then one day a week or so after I first heard my mom pee, I was again walking past the bathroom door and heard the pee dribbling. I noticed the door was cracked open about three inches but the toilet was behind the door so Mom couldn't see me standing there. Suddenly the door yanked open and I was staring into my mothers angry disgusted face. But then I stole a glance downward and she was completely naked from the waist down. Her legs were spread wide. She made no effort to hide her self and I could easily see her pee dribble through her big black bush of pubic hair. I looked back up and she was even more pissed off at me. How dare I look at her naked body I imagined her saying silently to herself. Then she commanded me to get off my knees and come into the bathroom and shut the door. She demanded that I explain why I was spying on her while she was peeing. She maintained her widely spread legs and continued to pee. She continued to make no effort to hide herself. She also continued to interrogate me almost viciously about why I was spying on her while she was going to the bathroom. She wanted to know why I wanted to watch her pee so badly. Again while showing herself to me peeing. She accused me of being a dirty little pervert. She said only dirty little perverts liked to watch girls pee and only really dirty little perverts liked to look at their mother's naked pussy. Then she spread her legs even more and leaned back a little given me an even better view.
Mom ordered me to sit on the floor immediately in front of her. My face was less than a foot from her dripping pussy. The view was so good and so perfectly lit that I would carry that indelible image in my mind forever to jerk off to a million times in the future. She took hold of my face and directed it right between her legs. She ordered me to look straight ahead and sit at attention. And not move while she continued to scold me and berate me for trying to watch her pee. Meanwhile she ordered me to stop staring at her pussy which was done peeing but still dripping pee from her pubic bush. She scolded me again and again for staring but when I closed my eyes or tried to avert them she scolded me again for disobeying her order. I was damned if I did and I was damned if I didn't which only served to enhance my erection. Then she slowly stood up, ordered me not to look at her vagina and slowly stepped over me her pussy cumming within inches of my face. As she did three drops of pee landed on my face, one on my lower lip. I nearly came in my pants. I was as hard and erect as I had ever been. Then she ordered me to stand up at attention. I was very self conscious of my erection tenting out my underwear. She slapped my groin and asked me "what's this? You dirty little pervert! Did you just get an erection from watching Mommy pee?"
I did but I didn't dare confess that too her. She made me continue to stand at attention still making no attempt to hide her naked body from the waist down. Then she ordered me to sit on the side of the tub. She walked up to me and used her leg to spread my knees and stepped right up to me so her bush was a mere inch from my face. I could smell the fresh urine and the musk of her pussy. She grabbed my face again and ordered me to maintain sitting at attention straight ahead then berated me again for looking at her pussy. Again damned if I do or if I don't. She continued berating me for being a dirty little pervert. Her every word and the close up view of her pussy kept my little cock rock hard.
Then she stepped away and opened the bathroom closet. She pulled out a box and handed it to me. "Open the box" she told me. I did. Then she told me to remove one of the tampons and give her the box back. She put the box on the shelf and came back to me. She ordered me to unwrap the paper from it and hold it in her hand. Then she asked if I knew about periods. I had a vague idea but not direct knowledge. Mom then explained about periods. Any conversation about her vagina was going to get me hard if I wasn't already. I was already so it just made me even more hard. Her voice and demeanor was suddenly very gentle and kind. She kept explaining and then came to the part about what tampons were for. when she finished her explanation she went back to the closet and pulled a piece of paper out of the box. She handed it to me and told me to read the entire thing out loud. It was an explanation of how tampons worked and instructions on how insert one or remove one. She informed me that she anticipated her period that day and the next. then she said "follow the instructions on the box." With that she lifted her foot and put it on the tub next to my thigh touching it. Staring straight ahead as ordered I was looking right between her bush flanked pussy lips hanging right down. It looked like she had a little penis at the top. She casually pointed to it and said it was her cliterus. She then pointed out her inner and outer labia and her pee hole. That was the part I was most interested in. There was a little yellow drop of dew at the mouth of her pee hole. I wanted to reach out and touch it. I read the instructions out loud again and then followed them. She helped me by adding additional instructions that included holding her inner lips open to gain access to her vagina. I inserted the tampon using the applicator. Then pulled out the applicator. She then felt around to see that I did it correctly and then complimented me on doing it correctly on first try. She kept her leg up and leaned slightly forward until her pubic hair was again less than an inch from my face. Again I could smell her pee and musky pussy. Then she was done. She put her foot back on the floor and told me to run into her bedroom and retrieve a clean pair of panties. I did and came back with a white cotton pair with a faint brown stain in the front and a faint brown stain of a different shade in the back. She looked at them. I had correctly guessed which pair she wanted. She then had me hold the for her to step into and she told me to pull them up. It was impossible to do so following her precise instructions without brushing my fingers up her ass and the back of my knuckles against her pubic ..(continue confession)
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Lesbian Female / 20
My older sister is five years older than I am. When she was fourteen she started having sex with an older boy from down the street. She didn't know much about sex at the time, so mostly she just took off her pants and laid back on the couch and the boy would get over her and screw her. If she caught me watching she would tell me to turn around and watch tv.
One afternoon the boy came with a magazine, it had pictures of naked girls. All the girls were pretty and they covered their privates but showed their boobs. He left the magazine at our house and I kept it and would stay up late looking at the pictures. Nobody I knew had breasts like the girls in the pictures. Our mother was essentially flat chested, and that was our destiny too. My sister had pretty much pushed out all the boobs she was going to have by the time she was fourteen.
Her boyfriend liked screwing her, and he had all these magazines that he brought over. This one magazine had these pictures of this naked girl with a large snake wrapped around her. The snakes tail was right over her privates. I looked at the picture from all angles trying to get a look at her privates, but the picture didn't show it. At the time my privates were still pretty much covered with soft blond hair. My sister's privates had darker, courser pubic hair, just like our mother.
I waited forever before my sister's boyfriend finally came over with a magazine showing spread legs, with amazing open pussies, and course black hair around it. This magazine was not in English, and most of the pictures were black and white, but the centerfold was a beautiful girl with auburn hair and brown eyes and great big breasts and the most amazing pussy picture. I had seen my sisters hundreds of times, whenever she was getting screwed I could always see it, but as soon as he pulled out his penis it just closed up and she closed her legs. But here was a picture of a wide open pussy, and he took the centerfold out of the magazine and gave it to me. Now I had something to look at. When I grew up I wanted to have a pussy like that.
Over the next years, my sister and her boyfriend kept up their love nest and screwed in the den or on her bed. His penis got dark red when he got an erection, I didn't like looking at it. I would sit in the chair and watch them screw, my sister no longer required me to watch tv, and watch how his penis entered and pulled out of my sister's pussy. She was pretty much completely a woman, she was seventeen and her pubic hair was thick and dark, and went all the way down the back of her crack. She gave him head, and he ate her out, and I masturbated. And I looked at the magazines her boyfriend brought me. He had access through an uncle to magazines from Europe, Denmark and Italy, that had some beautiful naked girls, spread out in all kinds of positions. I practiced, holding one leg up in the air, on my elbows looking back at the mirror through my legs, laying on my back with my legs wide open, holding a pencil in my vagina. I had grown real pubic hair and my boobs were out and bigger than my sister's.
My sister and her boyfriend had gone to college, and I was alone in the house. A family moved in across the street. A girl who was 13 moved in with them. She had long auburn hair, straight to the middle of her back, she had dark brown eyes, and she was light brown. The family was from Brazil. I made friends with her, in spite of the age difference, my trick to get her to come over, is that we baked cookies. One afternoon I showed her some of my stash of magazines and pictures. I took her from pictures of girls showing their breasts until I felt I had her attention, and then I showed her the magazines with the pictures of open pussies.
She was quiet, I asked her if she liked the pictures of pussies. I took off my panties and showed her my pussy, I had practices so many times on how to hold my legs. I asked her to show me her pussy. She was hesitant, so I got in front of her and pushed her skirt up and put my face down into her pussy over her panties and started to kiss and push my nose into her. I got her legs open, wide open so I could get my whole mouth over her pussy and mouth it with my teeth. I took her panties off and ate her, I ate her for what seemed like an hour, I would stop and admire her pussy, and then open my mouth and eat and lick and stick my tongue in her vagina. And suck and pull on her lips. She was very wet, her vagina could take my finger without any problem, and I was wet and I wanted her to eat me.
I started her by kissing the inside of my thighs and then took her head and laid her mouth on my pussy and after a few minutes she was kissing and imitating what I had done. My sister had a boyfriend, and I had a girlfriend that I could get naked with and eat and experiment with and kiss her mouth, and have her suck on my boobs, and pinch and suck on her nipples. My girlfriend lived across the street from me for two years. By then I had graduated from high school and I went to a liberal arts college in Maryland, where there were lots of girls. My sister stuck with boyfriends, and I stuck with girlfriends and we compared notes. Which was better, although individually neither one of us ever crossed over.
I do understand why my sister wants a penis in her pussy. Why she wants to hang around with guys. I hope she understands why I have a girlfriend, a lovely freshman girl from North Carolina, with black hair and dark eyes, with a dark pussy with heavy pubic hair by the last name of Patel. She says it is funny how I like dark pussy and she likes white pussy. It doesn't matter, what matters is that she likes to eat pussy and I like to eat pussy and we can spend an entire afternoon naked in bed.
One afternoon the boy came with a magazine, it had pictures of naked girls. All the girls were pretty and they covered their privates but showed their boobs. He left the magazine at our house and I kept it and would stay up late looking at the pictures. Nobody I knew had breasts like the girls in the pictures. Our mother was essentially flat chested, and that was our destiny too. My sister had pretty much pushed out all the boobs she was going to have by the time she was fourteen.
Her boyfriend liked screwing her, and he had all these magazines that he brought over. This one magazine had these pictures of this naked girl with a large snake wrapped around her. The snakes tail was right over her privates. I looked at the picture from all angles trying to get a look at her privates, but the picture didn't show it. At the time my privates were still pretty much covered with soft blond hair. My sister's privates had darker, courser pubic hair, just like our mother.
I waited forever before my sister's boyfriend finally came over with a magazine showing spread legs, with amazing open pussies, and course black hair around it. This magazine was not in English, and most of the pictures were black and white, but the centerfold was a beautiful girl with auburn hair and brown eyes and great big breasts and the most amazing pussy picture. I had seen my sisters hundreds of times, whenever she was getting screwed I could always see it, but as soon as he pulled out his penis it just closed up and she closed her legs. But here was a picture of a wide open pussy, and he took the centerfold out of the magazine and gave it to me. Now I had something to look at. When I grew up I wanted to have a pussy like that.
Over the next years, my sister and her boyfriend kept up their love nest and screwed in the den or on her bed. His penis got dark red when he got an erection, I didn't like looking at it. I would sit in the chair and watch them screw, my sister no longer required me to watch tv, and watch how his penis entered and pulled out of my sister's pussy. She was pretty much completely a woman, she was seventeen and her pubic hair was thick and dark, and went all the way down the back of her crack. She gave him head, and he ate her out, and I masturbated. And I looked at the magazines her boyfriend brought me. He had access through an uncle to magazines from Europe, Denmark and Italy, that had some beautiful naked girls, spread out in all kinds of positions. I practiced, holding one leg up in the air, on my elbows looking back at the mirror through my legs, laying on my back with my legs wide open, holding a pencil in my vagina. I had grown real pubic hair and my boobs were out and bigger than my sister's.
My sister and her boyfriend had gone to college, and I was alone in the house. A family moved in across the street. A girl who was 13 moved in with them. She had long auburn hair, straight to the middle of her back, she had dark brown eyes, and she was light brown. The family was from Brazil. I made friends with her, in spite of the age difference, my trick to get her to come over, is that we baked cookies. One afternoon I showed her some of my stash of magazines and pictures. I took her from pictures of girls showing their breasts until I felt I had her attention, and then I showed her the magazines with the pictures of open pussies.
She was quiet, I asked her if she liked the pictures of pussies. I took off my panties and showed her my pussy, I had practices so many times on how to hold my legs. I asked her to show me her pussy. She was hesitant, so I got in front of her and pushed her skirt up and put my face down into her pussy over her panties and started to kiss and push my nose into her. I got her legs open, wide open so I could get my whole mouth over her pussy and mouth it with my teeth. I took her panties off and ate her, I ate her for what seemed like an hour, I would stop and admire her pussy, and then open my mouth and eat and lick and stick my tongue in her vagina. And suck and pull on her lips. She was very wet, her vagina could take my finger without any problem, and I was wet and I wanted her to eat me.
I started her by kissing the inside of my thighs and then took her head and laid her mouth on my pussy and after a few minutes she was kissing and imitating what I had done. My sister had a boyfriend, and I had a girlfriend that I could get naked with and eat and experiment with and kiss her mouth, and have her suck on my boobs, and pinch and suck on her nipples. My girlfriend lived across the street from me for two years. By then I had graduated from high school and I went to a liberal arts college in Maryland, where there were lots of girls. My sister stuck with boyfriends, and I stuck with girlfriends and we compared notes. Which was better, although individually neither one of us ever crossed over.
I do understand why my sister wants a penis in her pussy. Why she wants to hang around with guys. I hope she understands why I have a girlfriend, a lovely freshman girl from North Carolina, with black hair and dark eyes, with a dark pussy with heavy pubic hair by the last name of Patel. She says it is funny how I like dark pussy and she likes white pussy. It doesn't matter, what matters is that she likes to eat pussy and I like to eat pussy and we can spend an entire afternoon naked in bed.
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Straight Male / 26
I am a wear 15 is young, I have always been at lust for mature women and st 15 I had my first milf exp..
My mother asked me to help a friend of hers with her lawns-- I new the woman and she was paying for the help so I said "sure"
Now Cath was in her 40"s, and after a full arvo of cleaning up her yard mess I was also a mess.
I was about to leave and Cath offered me a cold drink- so I followed her into the kitchen and that's were she started to flirt.. at first I just thought she was playful and I was enjoying her energy she was fun.
It was when she bent over and I saw she was not wearing underwear I noticed my cock got hard- Cath noticed it too,, her hands went down my pants my shorts were torn off and my sweaty cock was down her throat she sucked like a demon so I sucked her clit as she sucked my cock and we both cum in each others mouth. Her juices were delightful.
We both knew and agreed to play for as long as we could-- that was when I was 15.
Cath has been apart of my life since then--- I fucked all through high school I fucked her the morning I was married I fucked her durning my honeymoon we even fucked after the birth of every kid my wife pumped out and every anniversary my wife and I share Cath ends up taking my load of cum every year epically a Xmas and New Years
milf is my true passion
My mother asked me to help a friend of hers with her lawns-- I new the woman and she was paying for the help so I said "sure"
Now Cath was in her 40"s, and after a full arvo of cleaning up her yard mess I was also a mess.
I was about to leave and Cath offered me a cold drink- so I followed her into the kitchen and that's were she started to flirt.. at first I just thought she was playful and I was enjoying her energy she was fun.
It was when she bent over and I saw she was not wearing underwear I noticed my cock got hard- Cath noticed it too,, her hands went down my pants my shorts were torn off and my sweaty cock was down her throat she sucked like a demon so I sucked her clit as she sucked my cock and we both cum in each others mouth. Her juices were delightful.
We both knew and agreed to play for as long as we could-- that was when I was 15.
Cath has been apart of my life since then--- I fucked all through high school I fucked her the morning I was married I fucked her durning my honeymoon we even fucked after the birth of every kid my wife pumped out and every anniversary my wife and I share Cath ends up taking my load of cum every year epically a Xmas and New Years
milf is my true passion
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Straight Female / 30
I learned to masturbate at an early age. My bed pillows have been abused as far back as I can remember. Putting them between my legs and rocking back and forth until I climax. When I was 12yo I got invited to go horseback riding with a friend of mine. I had barely learned to ride when I realized that I was getting sexually aroused in the saddle. By the time we returned to the stables I had cum several times, my riding pants and panties would be soaked.
Then one day I was riding and I realized I had to pee. I tried to hold it, hoping I could wait until we returned to the stables. I finally had to confess my discomfort to the other riders and I took a trial with some privacy.
My intention was to ride to a distance and relieve myself among nature. I had found a spot and pulled my horse to a stop. Then suddenly I realized I was sexually aroused at the same time. I sat in the saddle motionless, looking around before I dismounted. I pushed my thighs into the saddle, the excitement actually calmed my bladder it seemed.
I realized I wanted to cum and I clamped my legs around the horse as best as I could. I was grinding into the smooth saddle and I knew I was going to cum hard. My orgasm hit me, my right hand gripping the saddle horn tightly as I came. I bit my lip to keep from screaming with pleasure. My orgasm made me dizzy, I was breathing hard. The horse moved slightly under me. I sat there for several moments trying to recover and suddenly the urge to pee returned and I didn't have the strength to dismount the horse.
I stood in the stirrups to dismount the horse and realized I couldn't hold it back another second. The muscles that held back the flow gave way and a torrent of liquid warmth drenched my crotch. My legs started to tremble and I sat down in the saddle and emptied my entire bladder in the saddle.
Then I began to grind into the saddle as I peed. I don't know why I did it, but all I know it felt beyond wonderful. I grasped the saddle horn once again, pulled my loins into the saddle as best as I could. Within moments I was having another mind blowing orgasm. There wasn't time to hold back the pleasure, I moaned loudly and didn't care if anyone heard me.
Several minutes later one of my female friends rode up. I don't know if she heard me scream with pleasure or not. She asked if I was okay, I'm sure my face was flush. I told her I didn't make it. She understood what I was telling her, but not completely. She asked if there was anything she could do, I told her I was going to have to ride back to the stables. She asked if I wanted her to ride back with me, I told her I would be fine. She turned her horse and went back to the group.
Riding back I was sopping wet between my legs. The material of my black riding pants absorbed my pee down the backs of my legs. By the time I could see the stables in the distance I was ready to have another orgasm. I wanted to grind my soaking wet crotch into the saddle once more, I know I could have had another explosive orgasm.
Since that day I go horseback riding mostly by myself. I make sure I drink as much water as I can stand before I mount the horse. I masturbate at night with my pillow just thinking about the next day and the orgasms I'm going to have.
I never thought that peeing and masturbating would give me such an intense orgasm. I never planned for this to happen but I'm so glad it did!...........................
Then one day I was riding and I realized I had to pee. I tried to hold it, hoping I could wait until we returned to the stables. I finally had to confess my discomfort to the other riders and I took a trial with some privacy.
My intention was to ride to a distance and relieve myself among nature. I had found a spot and pulled my horse to a stop. Then suddenly I realized I was sexually aroused at the same time. I sat in the saddle motionless, looking around before I dismounted. I pushed my thighs into the saddle, the excitement actually calmed my bladder it seemed.
I realized I wanted to cum and I clamped my legs around the horse as best as I could. I was grinding into the smooth saddle and I knew I was going to cum hard. My orgasm hit me, my right hand gripping the saddle horn tightly as I came. I bit my lip to keep from screaming with pleasure. My orgasm made me dizzy, I was breathing hard. The horse moved slightly under me. I sat there for several moments trying to recover and suddenly the urge to pee returned and I didn't have the strength to dismount the horse.
I stood in the stirrups to dismount the horse and realized I couldn't hold it back another second. The muscles that held back the flow gave way and a torrent of liquid warmth drenched my crotch. My legs started to tremble and I sat down in the saddle and emptied my entire bladder in the saddle.
Then I began to grind into the saddle as I peed. I don't know why I did it, but all I know it felt beyond wonderful. I grasped the saddle horn once again, pulled my loins into the saddle as best as I could. Within moments I was having another mind blowing orgasm. There wasn't time to hold back the pleasure, I moaned loudly and didn't care if anyone heard me.
Several minutes later one of my female friends rode up. I don't know if she heard me scream with pleasure or not. She asked if I was okay, I'm sure my face was flush. I told her I didn't make it. She understood what I was telling her, but not completely. She asked if there was anything she could do, I told her I was going to have to ride back to the stables. She asked if I wanted her to ride back with me, I told her I would be fine. She turned her horse and went back to the group.
Riding back I was sopping wet between my legs. The material of my black riding pants absorbed my pee down the backs of my legs. By the time I could see the stables in the distance I was ready to have another orgasm. I wanted to grind my soaking wet crotch into the saddle once more, I know I could have had another explosive orgasm.
Since that day I go horseback riding mostly by myself. I make sure I drink as much water as I can stand before I mount the horse. I masturbate at night with my pillow just thinking about the next day and the orgasms I'm going to have.
I never thought that peeing and masturbating would give me such an intense orgasm. I never planned for this to happen but I'm so glad it did!...........................
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