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» Sexual fetishes
Clean her up...
Quite often (usually as a result of watching pron) I'll decide that some random act would really turn me on, and it does when it's locked in the wank-bank. However, when that thought actually gets acted out, nine times out of ten it ends with me clumsily and apologetically saying "err, OK, that wasn't that hot actually". Pissing, dressing up, etc, none *actually* as good as the thought of them.
My last random turn on was the thought of squirting my baby batter inside a lovely lady and then licking it all out again, preferably with her sitting on my face. The problem was, when it came to acting it out, that once I'd blown my load I no longer wanted to carry on. Is there a name for the total and complete change in attitude after orgasm?
A few months ago though, I was in town at night and just about to grab a taxi when I bumped into someone I shall call Clare (for that was her name, yadayadayada). I knew her from some temp. work I used to do and I also knew that she had a filthy mind. We got chatting and eventually ended up back at hers and started discussing sexual fantasies, as you do after too much alcohol. I told her about the licking cum out thing and she started to smile. She mentioned that, just before she'd met me, she'd been in the toilets of the local club with a bloke and had let him fuck her. She also mentioned that he'd actually not used a condom and so she was pretty wet and sticky down there.
I didn't get a chance to even think about it, seemingly in an instant she had me on the floor and was straddling my face, pulling her knickers to one side. I was hesitant at first, especially as my fantasy was licking *my* cum out again, but hey, beggars can't be choosers :-) I have to say that it was absolutely fantastic. Everything, the mild dominance on her part, the fact that she was wearing stockings under her dress, the whole experience - Wow. Probably the only fetishy thing that I've ever tried that I've actually looked back on afterwards and thought how good it was.
(Tue 27th Oct 2009, 9:44, More)
Clean her up...
Quite often (usually as a result of watching pron) I'll decide that some random act would really turn me on, and it does when it's locked in the wank-bank. However, when that thought actually gets acted out, nine times out of ten it ends with me clumsily and apologetically saying "err, OK, that wasn't that hot actually". Pissing, dressing up, etc, none *actually* as good as the thought of them.
My last random turn on was the thought of squirting my baby batter inside a lovely lady and then licking it all out again, preferably with her sitting on my face. The problem was, when it came to acting it out, that once I'd blown my load I no longer wanted to carry on. Is there a name for the total and complete change in attitude after orgasm?
A few months ago though, I was in town at night and just about to grab a taxi when I bumped into someone I shall call Clare (for that was her name, yadayadayada). I knew her from some temp. work I used to do and I also knew that she had a filthy mind. We got chatting and eventually ended up back at hers and started discussing sexual fantasies, as you do after too much alcohol. I told her about the licking cum out thing and she started to smile. She mentioned that, just before she'd met me, she'd been in the toilets of the local club with a bloke and had let him fuck her. She also mentioned that he'd actually not used a condom and so she was pretty wet and sticky down there.
I didn't get a chance to even think about it, seemingly in an instant she had me on the floor and was straddling my face, pulling her knickers to one side. I was hesitant at first, especially as my fantasy was licking *my* cum out again, but hey, beggars can't be choosers :-) I have to say that it was absolutely fantastic. Everything, the mild dominance on her part, the fact that she was wearing stockings under her dress, the whole experience - Wow. Probably the only fetishy thing that I've ever tried that I've actually looked back on afterwards and thought how good it was.
(Tue 27th Oct 2009, 9:44, More)
» What's the most horrific thing you've seen?
Cat run over
Pretty tame by comparison to most of the stories on here, but there you go. On the way to work one morning, I was driving off my estate when a cat ran out straight in front of the car in front of me. The driver had no chance. The cat went under the car and appeared at the back, fully intact but with blood coming out of its ear and twitching like it was having a spazzy fit before finally coming to rest. The driver in front stopped but then decided against it and drove off.
That site was bad enough, but then I saw the cat's owner standing in his front garden, weeping like a new born baby. He was one hell of a guy, rugby player build, 6 foot tall, a proper "man". I took the cat over to him and he grabbed hold of my hand and carried on breaking his heart for a good twenty minutes, the whole time not letting go of my hand. I even had to ring in to work on my mobile while he was crying in the background to say I'd be late. It was awful.
My first post - be kind!
Length? Too long.
(Fri 22nd Jun 2007, 19:59, More)
Cat run over
Pretty tame by comparison to most of the stories on here, but there you go. On the way to work one morning, I was driving off my estate when a cat ran out straight in front of the car in front of me. The driver had no chance. The cat went under the car and appeared at the back, fully intact but with blood coming out of its ear and twitching like it was having a spazzy fit before finally coming to rest. The driver in front stopped but then decided against it and drove off.
That site was bad enough, but then I saw the cat's owner standing in his front garden, weeping like a new born baby. He was one hell of a guy, rugby player build, 6 foot tall, a proper "man". I took the cat over to him and he grabbed hold of my hand and carried on breaking his heart for a good twenty minutes, the whole time not letting go of my hand. I even had to ring in to work on my mobile while he was crying in the background to say I'd be late. It was awful.
My first post - be kind!
Length? Too long.
(Fri 22nd Jun 2007, 19:59, More)
» Sexual fetishes
A more normal one
After posting a more filthy one this morning, I'll go with something far more normal now. A woman's shapely legs wrapped in stockings never fails to do it for me - preferably dark, perhaps seamed or full fashioned, it doesn't really matter. Seeing the lacey stocking top peeping out from below a skirt is instant boner material on the right girl.
Is that more to everyone's taste?
(Tue 27th Oct 2009, 16:59, More)
A more normal one
After posting a more filthy one this morning, I'll go with something far more normal now. A woman's shapely legs wrapped in stockings never fails to do it for me - preferably dark, perhaps seamed or full fashioned, it doesn't really matter. Seeing the lacey stocking top peeping out from below a skirt is instant boner material on the right girl.
Is that more to everyone's taste?
(Tue 27th Oct 2009, 16:59, More)