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Since I remembered myself as a confused teenager I wanted to date the most beautiful and sexy girls and I was also intimidated and aroused by very masculine and strong boys... I was afraid of them but felt some kind of unexplained curiosity. Being the son of an emotionally distant and very little communicative father who didn't know how to sexually satisfy his wife, my mom. My mother was very young when she met my dad at college who was 12 yrs. her senior, with no experience nor skills at love and sex related issues. Over the years, she gained some self confidence and got a serious makeover, s… 阅读更多内容

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Me and my daughter 10 years ago got in the pool one night when my wife went shopping with her sister and me and my daughter had nothing to do. I had a couple beers and my daughter came over in a white getting bikini with a very small teeny top and also was wearing high heels as she walked out to the pool. So young yet so hot as she walked back and forth on the pool deck right by where I was sitting in the water. I said Samantha what are you doing? She said nothing dad I'm just practicing to be a model how do I look? I said you look absolutely beautiful are you going to get in the pool? She too… 阅读更多内容

I started masturbating when i was almost 12. I never knew exactly what my erections were about until sex education. My mum used to say it just meant I need to pee! Sex ed made it clear to me what my erections were for but of course I did not know about fucking as such. So I just started to play with myself and before I knew it ... I shot a load. Three ropes (as I now know them) of my first cum and I ate it and I liked the taste. Any way ... I have always had a great sexual imagination. Those of my era know there was not much for a fella to masturbate to. A sneaky glance at a mates mum or siste… 阅读更多内容

Let me start by telling you about my mother. Her name is Brenda and she taught the third grade at a nearby school. She was thirty-eight, then, but she looked younger. Outwardly, at least, she was very conservative, very proper, exactly as a teacher of eight and nine year old c***dren should be. But I always thought there was another side to her. She had shoulder length, honey blond hair which she normally wore up, in a bun, on the back of her head. Her face was very pretty, large, blue eyes, a small nose and a sensual mouth. She had a good figure but her conservative clothes, loose fitting t… 阅读更多内容

There were no opportunities to see naked people in the Ireland of those years – girlie magazines were banned, and gay magazines were beyond the pale – being queer was a crime back then. But I discovered the pleasure of looking and enjoying the sight of naked men when I was about nine years old, I discovered the sights that gave me pleasure, long before I hit puberty............ My mother inherited a large art book. It had hundreds of plates showing great works of art. I remember first discovering this book when I was about 9 years old. I loved that book, especially those pictures of naked me… 阅读更多内容

I went through forty-five years of my life as a single man, no one to answer to but myself. I watched my friends marry, have c***dren, and get divorced. I kept hearing the same old stories, 'money problems', 'she wasn't the same in bed after the k**s came', 'we are too tired because of the k**s', and the best of all 'we fight too much over money and the k**s'. I would just listen and laugh in my head at them. Then I met Emily. Emily was just your average sized woman on the outside, size 12 full figured, but she carried it well. It was her big boned body frame rather than just added weight. She… 阅读更多内容

There was always something about female underwear that fascinated me, and nylon especially. I couldn’t resist from touching the synthetic fibre, and feeling that electric twinge of excitement, causing my young cock to stir. My mother had very little in the way of attractive underwear; mostly beige bras and knickers, and definitely nothing as exciting as a pair of stockings! She adorned her legs in thick tan coloured tights whenever she wore a skirt or dress. I would spend my summer holidays with my grandmother, and it came to my teenage attention that her wardrobe was full of much more intere… 阅读更多内容

You are to be put into solitary confinement for 6 months, but you are given the choice to take in 1 sex toy to help with your sexual frustrations, so the question is what do you choose Dildo or Fleshlight personally im taking the Dildo everytime. Would love to know what you are grabbing?… 阅读更多内容

A little tip, If like me you are obsessed with panties , bra's, nylons and all underwear. Then you probably like looking through lingerie departments in shops,washing lines full of panties blowing in the wind in people's gardens and piles of washing and clothing left lying around. I get so horny I need to relive myself there and then...but I've started taking photos of lines of panties hung in gardens and on rails in shops then zoom in on the pictures later for a better look when having a good wank later, try it… 阅读更多内容

My first wank was when I was 11, I didn’t really know what I was doing, as I hadn’t ever done anything like this before, and nobody had told me about it, but it felt so unreal, wrong, naughty and wonderful at the same time, and I knew this was something I wanted to keep doing to myself. I grabbed my cock tighter and started to go faster and harder and I didn’t know why, but to just keep going. I was breathing fast and loud but was in my own world by then, I was totally, totally aroused, then to my surprise, I seemed to be out of control, my cock started to twitch and spurted my first spunk fou… 阅读更多内容

It's TIME to LEARN about SEX Girl! When I was a little girl, my parents would go out from time to time to eat out or go to parties and stuff. One time, they went out of town for a week and they had a girl, Brenda, who had sat for me several times, but this time was a whole week and I was a little nervous at my age, having them away from home so long this time. She was nice though and we always had fun, ordering pizza's, playing video games and watching scary movies, so I was comfortable being with her that long and overnight even. She came over the day my parents were leaving and had a couple… 阅读更多内容

Often, watching porn reminds me of my first time. Certain scenes can make that incredible memory flood back. My first time was so amazing. It has stuck with me and is still so thrilling. I hope everyone's was as special. Like most, I was young, I was naive. Everything was so fresh and new, everything was so exciting. There were no experiences to pull from, no knowledge or preceived notions. Minds and eyes were clear, uncluttered with life's pressures and problems. Emotions, senses were on the surface. What a wonderful time. How wonderful it was to be young. It was dark out. We were both so ne… 阅读更多内容

It had been a while since I dressed up and even longer since I experienced the pleasure of cock. After those amazing encounters during my first year of high school, I never had the nerve to show a guy that side of me. Although, I deeply wanted too. I remember several attempts and specific one in particular. I had created a scenario in my head, made out of shear lust and cravings. Still early in my high school years, I had an idea out of desparation. I imagined a scene where a friend would walk in on me masturbating. I imagined that it might, that it would lead to some sort of sexual experience… 阅读更多内容

I was at summer camp. Summer camp, when I was a kid, meant getting sent off to the mountains with a bunch of other kids. Usually not kids I knew, also. Tons of kids, supervised by a few "Adults" of various ages. I will not say how old I was, but I was insatiable. My sexual appetite and need had peaked. My need for release and orgasms felt overwhelming, and at times, unbarable. As it was back then, the camp was not co-ed, it was all just other boys. Like me, sexually charged and horny. I liked girls, but I knew that some boys liked other boys, too. One of the shower cabins had several separat… 阅读更多内容

It started out when I was a teenager. Now in mid-40s. I really don't know how it came about. I just know I love wearing women's underwear. I was your typical teen. Always horny and never any outlets. Except to jerk-off.I didn't have a g/f at the time. I would jerk off alot. I would use the normal stuff any guy could get their hands on. Basically stuff like dad's playboy's, penthouse, hustler, etc. After so much of those tools, I quickly got bored and would have to find some other way to get me aroused and release my pent up young cum. I was doing laundry in the apartment laundry room when… 阅读更多内容

I started masturbating like most guys do, when their young and seem to have to jerk off everyday. I love the feeling of my rock hard cock in my hands, rubbing it up and down. Squishing my pre-cum all of my SWOLLEN head. There was a girl who lived next door who was a couple years younger than me, we would spend a lot of time together playing in her pool. I knew she had a crush on me suggested we go skinny dipping, well one thing lead to another and we started rubbing our wet private parts. My dick and her hairless pussy together until I could not hold back any more. Cumming all over her v… 阅读更多内容

I used to use plastic bags filled with water for my "falsies"...but they didn't last very long and made sloshing noises when I moved. Someone shared their recipe for much better false boobs, which I heartily endorse! Will last for months and look and feel very real. Easy and inexpensive to make, too! Ingredients: Two 20 oz. containers of hair conditioner Two little "sock" hosiery Bag of very little rubber bands Four pencil erasers (cut off of pencils) Two 1 gallon plastic bags Two marbles (or wooden balls) about 1/4" diameter One underwire bra, preferably with smooth C-cup This m… 阅读更多内容

The regrettable truth is that there is simply no straightforward, one simple answer to these types of questions. If there was, you probably wouldn't be coming across this article, and the discussions on this subject would have been settled long ago. In my personal experience, the fascination with woman’s clothing started when I was very young. I must have been about 7 years old, and I remember going to great lengths to get and then put on my mom’s lingerie. My most vibrant recollection is as a teenager, anxiously purchasing pantyhose from a local shop and then wearing them while walking hom… 阅读更多内容

It was about 3pm when i arrived in the carpark .I had already put on my white nylon panties and stocking, suspender belt, and black Basque. I had also shaved fully and my skin felt so close to the nylon. Over this i was in track suit bottoms and a t-shirt with a hoody over that. I new off a crusing place, out off the way carpark,that was used by guys who where feeling horny.All sort i had read would visit it. The carpark ,which has a public toilet at one end and a large forest at the other was quite busy with dog walkers and familys ,and about 5 cars with guys sitting on there own , s… 阅读更多内容

It was a whirl wind. Things had happened so fast and brought up such emotions. He looked innocent, but might be anything but! Oh, it had been so long since I felt the passion of a guy's cock and I never thought that if I had another, it would be one so young. So incredibly hard, pounding into me. My imagination was running wild. If this was a dream or spell, I didn't want it to end. Fuck, seeing his young, perfect, nude body. That cock, that beautiful, swinging cock. There is no replacement for youth and my eyes, my desire, my lust, were drawn to him. If only I could place my lips to his, wo… 阅读更多内容

A couple of days ago Mom asked me with her to go to a concert featuring her favorite group since Dad doesn’t like the group and doesn’t want to go. Because I do like the group also, I readily agree to go with her. The only downside is that the venue is well over two hours away from where we live. The upside is that she lets me drive us there since it is still daylight. We head out early and it’s a good thing because the parking lot is already starting to fill up when we get there a couple of hours before the concert starts. We go to the concession stands and buy a soft drink for me and a beer… 阅读更多内容

It sure seemed like a long week waiting to go back to their house to do "yard work". I've had so many kinky thoughts & ideas going through my head all week. I think I've managed to cum every night just thinking about that hard dick in the lace see through panties. So I get up Saturday morning bright & early, get my shower & trim up my pubic hair nicely. Just in hopes of something. I'm so nervous, I've never even touched another dick in my life, but the thought of it makes me rock hard. I get out my white cut off short shorts & put them on, no underwear as usual. Get a t-shirt… 阅读更多内容

Recently I got this interesting message, so I wanted to share it with you. A: Hey bitch! Has your boicunt been fucked by a real dog cock, whore? Or do you still just dream of it? Me: Thx for asking, Sir. Yes, I've been mounted and bred by several big dogs over the years, and I have to admit I enjoyed it very much. It hurts every time when their knotty cocks enter my boicunt and start to fuck me with hard, rapid thrusts. But once their big fleshy cock is balls-deep up my pussyhole it feels just gorgeous. I get totally hot and the humiliation to be just a pathetic breeding hole for a randy mut… 阅读更多内容

Since these posts are intended not be overly long, I'm going to break things down so that my writing time isn't exceptionally long and so that I can keep people's interest. Today's lesson will be simply about panty types and materials (cloth type), adornment and other the ridiculously confusing sizing will be discussed in another post. What I will say about sizing is do NOT go by the waist and hip sizing when choosing panties as a man as all men should consider sizing themselves up 1-2 sizes to accommodate your man parts unless you were born with under-average sized male parts. When it comes t… 阅读更多内容

The previous encounter ends like this: "The note updated said "Do you think you can make Friday?" I said yes, but it would have to be a bit earlier as I finished work early, they said, how about 4 then? I said yes. He then wrote, We would love to fuck you, gently and safely of course, you will love it. I just wrote, okay, but be gentle. He wrote, of course, at first anyway and a kiss, and just like that, they were gone! I dressed, rinsed my mouth out again, flushed the loo roll and wipes, kept the note and then slid the door open, just 2 people were at the trough, obviously wanking each… 阅读更多内容

It was pretty dingy in here, the sunlight came through a old dirty high window and a single fluorescent tube did little to lift the overall gloom. An oppressive smell of stale piss also hung over the whole place. What was I doing in here? In truth I did not know but I was 18, horny and wanted to find out about the rumours about sexual activity. I was still a virgin and although had messed around wanking at home, I was very naïve. I walked into the last cubicle, shut and bolted the door, took my trousers down and sat down to relieve myself. As my eyes became accustomed to the gloom,… 阅读更多内容

Some of my earliest memories of wanking centre around my schooldays. As I’ve mentioned before it was quite a regular evening’s entertainment to watch the goings on up the park, in the bushes with Trevor always ending up with us both wanking off and the evenings at mr Vaughns house where I would definitely be wanked off. Schooldays didn’t let me off the hook from wanking either not that I wanted it too as I loved the attention and the lovely feelings it gave me. For reasons best known to my teachers, at the end of my second year in seniors, I was ‘advanced’ to the forth year, missing out on y… 阅读更多内容