Fierywhore
Up to being ridden
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Most certainly have, work with what you have and know how to use
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I'm pretty sure you'd have me wrapped around your finger. Or would you be wrapped around mine?I think most women have used sex to their advantage. I know many women will not admit to it but its very hard to avoid In the real world. I know it was much more prevalent years ago but I think it is more discreet now.
When I was young, carefree, and poor I was propositioned many times…and if I really wanted something bad enough I got it.
Love the IROC model. And the old races.Mid-80s and not even a t-top IROC.
Don't forget changing lightbulbs.I mean, of course. Sex for protection from bugs, assistance with tightly closed jars, and indoor/outdoor trash relocation services.
Oh please tell us more…Most certainly have, work with what you have and know how to use
Really? I just ask. It's much easier.I mean, of course. Sex for protection from bugs, assistance with tightly closed jars, and indoor/outdoor trash relocation services.
I was twenty-five, confused and messed-up when I met my first serious mature Boyfriend. He’d read some highly eroticized stories I had published in an obscure Gay magazine. He contacted me through the editor, said he was interested in my work and wanted to help me. We met in a bar, he said he believed in my talent and wanted to help and support me in my writing career. I thought he might be useful, and was anxious to get him onside. So sex was inevitable. He was fifty-six, as soon as we met I felt that hypnotic buzz of nervous attraction. Back in his hotel room I was bashful and uncertain the first time I got naked for him, I’m always so shy and embarrassed when I undress for a new lover, I’m afraid he won’t like me, am I too skinny, would I disappoint him? he was experienced, how could I measure up to his previous boys? is my cock big enough, will he like it?, will he laugh and ridicule me because – as he could clearly see, I’ve got a pathetic hard-on, showing how sad and eager I am to get fucked by him, does that make me seem too eager, too cheap? But it all worked out just fine...Oh please tell us more…
I would ask some related questions. How do you feel after getting something for sex: empowered, unclean, neutral, or I got what I wanted and sex, big win? How much does your feeling about the guy influence whether you will use sex to get something from him?So what was the best thing you ever got for sex. And I don’t mean that you had sex because you felt obligated to. I mean that you actually thought it out and decided you wanted whatever it was and you were going to use sex as a means of achieving your goal.
For me one of the times was when I rear ended another car. I was young and had a previous accident and a speeding ticket on my insurance record. Another accident and i would lose my insurance and thus my car. When I saw the other driver was a man I went straight into seduction mode. Long story but he didn’t report the accident. But I did get rear ended…lol
Thank you for your interest, April. It is very much appreciated. He was my first serious mature male friend, a well-hung married man. From the first night we spent together I knew what I’d been put on this planet to do. I was mesmerized and fascinated by his big cock, and would be quite content to spend the rest of my life with it firmly lodged down my throat. Just thinking of our first night has me instantly horny all over again. That smug self-satisfied well-face-fucked expression I’m wearing with his spunk-shower dribbling warm on my face – so familiar, his big cock poised just above my face just within a tongues-stretch reach, still dribbling cum that invites me to lick, lap and suck it clean. He straightened out my head, he introduced me to the full erotic side of myself I’d scarcely not suspected was there, opened me up to a sexual identity which I now gratefully embrace. I sucked him off every opportunity I got, every time he could find time to get away from his frigid uptight wife. Sometimes during his lunch break from the solicitor’s office where he works. I’d never really considered myself Gay, and still don’t, although I’ve subsequently had a number of older married male friends I sucked off to mutual satisfaction. It’s good to explore the full potential of your capacity for extreme physical pleasure, across gender lines, or wherever your curiosity takes you. Yes, it can be scary and intimidating, the world can be a cruel and unsympathetic place. But we are here to help each other in any way we can. Although we are no longer together, I shall be forever grateful for the way my first Boyfriend accepted me into his life, trained, encouraged and guided my sexuality towards accepting myself and my needs. We separated, but I was fortunate enough to link with other older male friends, my second was another long-term (six-month) relationship during which he liked me to dress ‘girly’ for him, and I was happy to comply just so long as I got to suck his big beautiful uncut cock as a reward for my efforts. His frigid uptight wife wouldn’t suck his cock – something I was only too delighted to do for him, and she certainly wouldn’t do anal, so I was happy for him to take my anal cherry too. Her loss was very much my gain, I was smugly satisfied that not only was I giving him what she wouldn’t, but hey – it got me off too…!Thank you for sharing your lovely story. I do hope he helped you out. Did it turn into a long term relationship
Lovely story…I like happy endings…I am happy for you. Thank you for sharing.Thank you for your interest, April. It is very much appreciated. He was my first serious mature male friend, a well-hung married man. From the first night we spent together I knew what I’d been put on this planet to do. I was mesmerized and fascinated by his big cock, and would be quite content to spend the rest of my life with it firmly lodged down my throat. Just thinking of our first night has me instantly horny all over again. That smug self-satisfied well-face-fucked expression I’m wearing with his spunk-shower dribbling warm on my face – so familiar, his big cock poised just above my face just within a tongues-stretch reach, still dribbling cum that invites me to lick, lap and suck it clean. He straightened out my head, he introduced me to the full erotic side of myself I’d scarcely not suspected was there, opened me up to a sexual identity which I now gratefully embrace. I sucked him off every opportunity I got, every time he could find time to get away from his frigid uptight wife. Sometimes during his lunch break from the solicitor’s office where he works. I’d never really considered myself Gay, and still don’t, although I’ve subsequently had a number of older married male friends I sucked off to mutual satisfaction. It’s good to explore the full potential of your capacity for extreme physical pleasure, across gender lines, or wherever your curiosity takes you. Yes, it can be scary and intimidating, the world can be a cruel and unsympathetic place. But we are here to help each other in any way we can. Although we are no longer together, I shall be forever grateful for the way my first Boyfriend accepted me into his life, trained, encouraged and guided my sexuality towards accepting myself and my needs. We separated, but I was fortunate enough to link with other older male friends, my second was another long-term (six-month) relationship during which he liked me to dress ‘girly’ for him, and I was happy to comply just so long as I got to suck his big beautiful uncut cock as a reward for my efforts. His frigid uptight wife wouldn’t suck his cock – something I was only too delighted to do for him, and she certainly wouldn’t do anal, so I was happy for him to take my anal cherry too. Her loss was very much my gain, I was smugly satisfied that not only was I giving him what she wouldn’t, but hey – it got me off too…!
Thats totally normal. I also love being taken out. We all need that social and physical connection.I must admit I do like to be taken out, nice pleasant dinner, conversation.
and then having sex that night.
sort of reversed. being single, I kind of long for that type of interpersonal activity.
Wine me, Dine me, Sixty-nine me...Thats totally normal. I also love being taken out. We all need that social and physical connection.
Sounds like the story of my life…lolWine me, Dine me, Sixty-nine me...
The slogan on a T-shirt.