Random sexual thoughts

[Deadfreak]

Grandmother....

She's hot too??

 

[Vitriolhack]

Sorry, I meant that the point of sex is to enjoy it. Did you actually mean me?

To me, the penetration act is arousing, the impaling of a man’s rear entry by another is exciting.

That’s what I meant.

 

[Vitriolhack]

Grandmother....

Older lovers do have more experience.

 

[SPARTAN047]

To me, the penetration act is arousing, the impaling of a man’s rear entry by another is exciting.

That’s what I meant.

Appreciate it, and yes, that's true. I finally got used on Friday so it counts both ways.

 

[Vitriolhack]

Sometimes, the best sex happens when you least expect it, on a Sunday at 2 o’clock in the afternoon.

 

[SPARTAN047]

Sometimes, the best sex happens when you least expect it, on a Sunday at 2 o’clock in the afternoon.

I'm usually too busy in the afternoon so it's usually night.

 

[Vitriolhack]

2am, I couldn’t sleep, I would often jerk off to release the pressure, especially the night before an exam.

I didn’t realize I was moaning while jerking off, it probably woke my roommate as his words were simple and straight to the point; hovering over me he asked, “do you need a hand with that?”

I grabbed his hand to replace mine. He sat on the bed and controlled my arousal expertly. He brought me close to ejaculation 5 times, holding back and bringing me to new unexplored levels. When he finally let me finish I felt this uncontrollable shiver for a few seconds. He knew to stop jerking me, yet kept a tight grip on my pole; my eyes where closed, but I felt his presence, when I finally opened them his face was the first thing I saw even if I couldn’t make out the details in the dark room.

Later that day, I told him I aced my exam, he congratulated me and told how much he enjoyed feeling my gyrations and asked if it would be ok to kiss me the next time he made me come.

“next time? A kiss” my mind ran wild.

 

[SPARTAN047]

2am, I couldn’t sleep, I would often jerk off to release the pressure, especially the night before an exam.

I didn’t realize I was moaning while jerking off, it probably woke my roommate as his words were simple and straight to the point; hovering over me he asked, “do you need a hand with that?”

I grabbed his hand to replace mine. He sat on the bed and controlled my arousal expertly. He brought me close to ejaculation 5 times, holding back and bringing me to new unexplored levels. When he finally let me finish I felt this uncontrollable shiver for a few seconds. He knew to stop jerking me, yet kept a tight grip on my pole; my eyes where closed, but I felt his presence, when I finally opened them his face was the first thing I saw even if I couldn’t make out the details in the dark room.

Later that day, I told him I aced my exam, he congratulated me and told how much he enjoyed feeling my gyrations and asked if it would be ok to kiss me the next time he made me come.

“next time? A kiss” my mind ran wild.

Very nice tale and you should write it up one day. Maybe expand on it. Extremely hot.

I'll be trying to mess around with a neighbour or friend tonight or so, I could try a write up of my own.

 

[Vitriolhack]

Very nice tale and you should write it up one day. Maybe expand on it. Extremely hot.

I'll be trying to mess around with a neighbour or friend tonight or so, I could try a write up of my own.

Please do

 

[SPARTAN047]

Please do

I'll do my best.

 

[Crownvic]

She left her car unlocked so I could get it and wait for her..we are both horny for each other..

 

[Vitriolhack]

She left her car unlocked so I could get it and wait for her..we are both horny for each other..

I know couples who love playing this game!

 

[Vitriolhack]

Growing up in a nudist household where naked weekends were a common thing led to many awkward moments.

Like having hard ons when your mom or sister walk in the bathroom to pee or brush their teeth when you are showering. Peeing was especially interesting as they would always clean in the bidet afterwards. They would clean and rub themselves clean for many minutes.

Did they mind that I was not exactly discreetly admiring them?

It only came in focus later in my life that they were masturbating.

 

[Vitriolhack]

Seeing her everyday, always so pretty, sadly, always for someone else.

Pure torture!

 

[Vitriolhack]

I saw you last night at the Christmas party. You didn’t notice me, but I loved your elf attire it really complimented your bubbly personality.

 

[SPARTAN047]

Growing up in a nudist household where naked weekends were a common thing led to many awkward moments.

Like having hard ons when your mom or sister walk in the bathroom to pee or brush their teeth when you are showering. Peeing was especially interesting as they would always clean in the bidet afterwards. They would clean and rub themselves clean for many minutes.

Did they mind that I was not exactly discreetly admiring them?

It only came in focus later in my life that they were masturbating.

Delicious. I'd love to see that happen, offer to wash them and watch them jill off before offering to lick their pussies and assholes.

 

[Smoothshavendad]

Growing up in a nudist household where naked weekends were a common thing led to many awkward moments.

Like having hard ons when your mom or sister walk in the bathroom to pee or brush their teeth when you are showering. Peeing was especially interesting as they would always clean in the bidet afterwards. They would clean and rub themselves clean for many minutes.

Did they mind that I was not exactly discreetly admiring them?

It only came in focus later in my life that they were masturbating.

Oh fuuuuccckkk!!!!

 

[Vitriolhack]

“I dare you to move,” she said.

She was at his place, kissing him and holding him like lovers do. Infatuated by her since high school, and friend zoned for as many years.

“Is this real?,” he thought or another one of his dreams of her or worst, a bad boyfriend that became husband episode.

She would come over, sometimes immediately after leaving the other guys’s bed, she would push him down on his bed and lay down on him, and say the words that acted like crack does on an addict, “hold me, please” other times she would add “tighter”.

He knew that this was not normal, their closeness, to those acutely aware, was odd, it even costed him many relationships with women who couldn’t understand why he was the one she called for advice. One even blurted out once, “don’t you have girlfriends like the rest of us?”

7 years ago, he saw her walk the isle and say these fatal words that felt like a knife was sunk into his heart.

Sensing his hesitation she said it again, “I dare you to move,” and added, “I have seen the way you look at me, like kids look at ice cream, is that why you want Zach? Do you finally want to taste me? She said pinning him down.

He knew this was just another one of her episodes. She would soon come to her senses, she would never leave her husband that gave her such a comfortable life.

“Just let me hold you, please Zach, I need to feel that,” she paused, “you know, some things are permanent, I’m sorry, I’m a mess, I know I am.”

 

[SPARTAN047]

“I dare you to move,” she said.

She was at his place, kissing him and holding him like lovers do. Infatuated by her since high school, and friend zoned for as many years.

“Is this real?,” he thought or another one of his dreams of her or worst, a bad boyfriend that became husband episode.

She would come over, sometimes immediately after leaving the other guys’s bed, she would push him down on his bed and lay down on him, and say the words that acted like crack does on an addict, “hold me, please” other times she would add “tighter”.

He knew that this was not normal, their closeness, to those acutely aware, was odd, it even costed him many relationships with women who couldn’t understand why he was the one she called for advice. One even blurted out once, “don’t you have girlfriends like the rest of us?”

7 years ago, he saw her walk the isle and say these fatal words that felt like a knife was sunk into his heart.

Sensing his hesitation she said it again, “I dare you to move,” and added, “I have seen the way you look at me, like kids look at ice cream, is that why you want Zach? Do you finally want to taste me? She said pinning him down.

He knew this was just another one of her episodes. She would soon come to her senses, she would never leave her husband that gave her such a comfortable life.

“Just let me hold you, please Zach, I need to feel that,” she paused, “you know, some things are permanent, I’m sorry, I’m a mess, I know I am.”

Very well written. I really should try my hand and clitty at this too.

 

[Vitriolhack]

Very well written. I really should try my hand and clitty at this too.

Thank you, I appreciate your comments and encourage you to write a few lines; judgement free zone on this thread.

 

[SPARTAN047]

Thank you, I appreciate your comments and encourage you to write a few lines; judgement free zone on this thread.

Thanks, I'd love to try. What kind, femdom, maledom, romance, or something else?

 

[SPARTAN047]

PS I think we should now call transsexual domination as transdom and transsub to separate it from binary genders. Trans people who agree, unite! LOL.

 

[Vitriolhack]

At times frustrated, Zach didn’t blame her or judged her for having chosen he who would become her husband. He offered her the life reassurance he couldn’t.

Living artists are rarely known for their wealth. The ongoing dark joke among his oil gang, “tu dois mourir pour survivre.” (“you have to die to survive.”)

She posed for him during his studies, during the long sessions, they would rarely talk, it was mostly long bouts of silence or the low sounds of the Gregorian chants of Enigma’s album playing in the background; Mea Culpa was a favorite title, she would mouth with her Smokey voice barely audible words almost predicting her future self,
“Je veux aller au bout de mes fantasmes
Je sais que c’est interdit
Je suis folle, je m’abandonne
Mes culpa,” winked and smiled at him
/// in English
I want to live out my fantasies
I know it's forbidden
I'm crazy, I'm giving in
My culpa
////

He refused to sell the first portrait he ever did of her, capturing her essence so well of the young woman staring at the world smiling yet having the saddest watery eyes.

She told him, “but I was happy that day posing for you.” He simply answered, “where you?”

She broke down immediately in front of him. He said, “hey don’t cry, I got an A+, the teacher even offered me a spot at year end vernissage for faculty members.”
“Well, that’s one good thing,” she responded

She continued posing for him, at times too tired to hold the position he took pictures to refresh his memory of her and how the daylight elegantly wrapped her curves.
Over the years, he discovered her physical beauty in every detail and better than any of her quick lovers that stringed her life.

For those who would like to hear the song, the entire album is fascinating.

 

[Vitriolhack]

Thanks, I'd love to try. What kind, femdom, maledom, romance, or something else?

Anything, just start the process, your thoughts will guide you.

 

[Vitriolhack]

“Just this once,” he asked her, “stay the night?”