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I was always keen on one of sis's friends, in fact her very best friend. They did everything together. The were either shopping or gossiping about the guys they had a crush on. Sis and her friend both stood about 5'6" roughly 110 lbs each and had dark hair, beautiful skin and the nicest bodies. They were the hottest girls in the neighborhood. Anyone would expect each of them to be stuck up, self absorbed girls yet they were both really down to earth. I heard them refered to as old souls, they just had a great understanding of the world and the people in it.
Well I had the hots for sis's friend, and one weekend when she stayed over, I had the notion that I wanted to snoop around. They went shopping and I had my chance. I went in and went thru her friends bags and only found pants, shirts and clean underwear. I unfolded her bra and panties. I felt sneaky and wonderful at the same time, her clothes were soft and smelled of nice fabric softener.
I was hoping to find a vibrator or anything sexual and I found nothing. I went into the sis's bathroom and there in a pile was sleep clothes from last night and panties. I leaned over and pulled the panties out and opened them up. This was the first time I ever sniffed any girls panties. I definitly didn't want to sniff my sisters panties and I wasn't sure which ones belonged to who.
I realized before I lifted the panties all the way to smell the crotch, a very distinct scent of perfume came from the white pair, I knew for sure these were sis's friends panties. I left the other pair and snuck back to my room to jerk off and examine her panties closer. Once on my bed with my pants at my ankles, my dick was hard as steel and I thought I was gonna cum before I even touch it.
I opened her panties and was strokin my cock as I looked closely, examining the yellowish white stain where her pussy touchs the fabric. It was more than just a stain, there was something more. It appeared thick and laying on the material, not soaked in. I had know idea at that time what discharge or female cum was, I just knew I was excited, my heart was pounding, my breathing had my chest rising and falling like a jet at take off and landing and i was doing everything not to cum. The scent of her friends perfume wasn't the only smell, what ever was on the panties gave off the most wonderful smell in the world. I buried my face in her panties and the very instant my nose inhailed the smell of a girls pussy for the first time my cock exploded. It was the strongest orgasm I'd had up to the point. Cum flew all the way over my head and hit the wall.
As I was recovering there in my bed I layed there just smelling the scent of what was to be a life time of girls bodies and the glorious pleasures to come.
I heard the front door open and I jumped up pulling my pants on. I knew I was in trouble if I didn't get those panties back to my sisters bathroom. I wasn't fast enough, they were in her room before I could get there. I opened the door to my room and could hear them rustling shopping bags and paper moving around. I walked past sis's room and they were pulling stuff out and pulling tags off. As I went by, sis's friend asked, ..... hey what do ya think of this ? Holding a blouse up in front of herself. I stammered and said I like it, it's going to be beautiful on you, and then it slipped, ..... anything you wear is beautiful. I felt my face turning red. She said, ......... awh, thank you, thats soooo sweet. My sister was smiling at me seeing my expression that I wasn't sure if that was the right thing to say or not, yet sis's look assured me it was.
I'm standing there with her friends panties stuffed in my pocket frantically thinking of a way to get them back in the bathroom. They were there and the bathroom was on the other side of the room. Sis asked if I would close the door because they wanted to try on what they bought.
I went downstairs and turned on the tv, I figured they would come down and I would run up and put them back in the bathroom. I heard sis's door open and they started down the stairs. I became scared as they came into view, her friend had her bags packed and was leaving. I knew I was dead if she realized (or at least would be embarrased to no end) that her panties were gone. Sis's friend was wearing the blouse, skirt and shoes she had bought. She stopped in front of me and gave herself a playful twirl and said; .......... whadda ya think ? If I told her what I was really thinking she would have slapped me. I was thinking that I wanted to just crawl under her skirt and bury my nose inside her pussy.
Its strange how fast thoughts process and the right words come out even if not thinking about a question that was asked. I said; ............ Robin, your absolutely gorgeous, your one one of the prettiest girls ever. She said. What ? playfully asking, ....... I'm not the prettiest ? I looked over at sis and said you both are equally beautiful, and you both will have any man you wish to have.
They both smiled, and Robin said see ya the next time. I got up and headed for the stairs and Cindy was right behind me. I couldn't get to her bathroom, I had to walk past her door. I heard her door close and I just went to my room.
I was thinking of Robin, and I pulled her panties out and started sniffing the scent of sisters best friends pussy. My dick was hard and I beat my meat for a few seconds before blowing my wad, thick streams with some chuncky stuff I never saw before. I cleaned up and drifted off to sleep.
I little later I was awakened with a knock at my door. It opened as sis was saying my name. I was still half asleep and started to sit up, I was clothed yet I hadn't tidied up. Cindy spoke and says, I hope I'm not distrubing you ? I said no, not at all, what up ?
She came to the bed and sat on the edge, ....... well Robin called and ( my heart dropped, I knew I was dead meat ),............pause............. and she said she wanted me to thank you for the wonderful compliments you gave her.
I said that's it, thats all,......... I thought, ....... ah, .......... I thought she was gonna say I was silly or something. We both laughed, my laugh was out of relief, a relief that Cindy had no idea of what I was relieved from. My thoughts went directly to, okay sis is out of her room and how do I get the Robins underwear back in the bathroom.
Sis rubbed my hair and went downstairs. This was my chance, I rushed across the hall and into Cindy's bathroom. I looked down and some of the clothes were gone, I noticed that the clothes Robin was wearing from the day before was gone, and the other pair of panties was gone. I thought ot myself, I guess Robin had taken Cindy's panties by mistake. What the heck I placed the panties back on the floor and went to my room.
Later that night sis asked if I had anything to wash, ......... as long as I can remember Cindy has never asked me that question. I could see she was holding some clothes in her arms and I could see the panties.
She returned from the laundry room and asked if I would help her with her computer. I said sure, be there in a second. When I entered her room and sat at her computer, she was leaning over my shoulder as I sat there. I'm certain I felt the soft flesh of her chest brush my shoulder. .......... It must have been and accident. ............ Then again I felt her body press into my shoulder. This time she moved around as she rubbed her soft tits into me. I was having trouble concentrating.
She asked if I can ask you something, I said what is it. ............ Well I was wondering if you really think Robin and I are the prettiest girls, and are we beautiful ? I said you and Robin are the most beautiful girls I know.
Then Cindy asked, ............ well between her and I which one is more beautiful ? I said Cindy I don't know how to answer that. I think I like Robin, so I'm a little biased, yet your my best friend, your my sister, and I love you, your very special to me, so its hard to answer. Your beautiful and she is beautiful. ............... Does it make a difference Cindy ?....... No I guess not.
Then Cindy says I want to show you something, and I don't want you to get mad because I'm not.
Okay what is it sis ?
She clicked on her cam files and there I was not an hour ago walking in her room with Robins panties in my hand, going into the bathroom and coming out and leaving her room.
I immedialty said, look Cindy please don't tell Robin, I am so sorry Its just that I have this crush on her and when you both left this morning I couldn't help myself, I am so ashamed.
Cindy spoke, ..... well when Robin packed her things and left I retruned to my room. I went into my bathroom to use the toilet. I noticed my panties were gone, and Robin must have mistakingly taken them home. Yet after I thought about it she wouldn't have made that mistake. I was wondering if you had been in my room when we were shopping. I decided to turn on my webcam and then I went to your room to talk about Robin's call, ....... she really did call and say that though. I went downstairs and was looking up the stair case and saw a shadow in the hall and top of your head turning into my room.
When I got back to my room I played the cam back and there you are. I went into my bathroom and there were my panties back on the floor, thats when I decided to go to your room and had my panties hanging where you could see them and to see the look on your face. I saw your eyes look right at them.
Cindy then says, I really am not too upset, yet thats my room, how would you like it if I was digging in your stuff, not to mention friends stuff ?
Sis, I'm so sorry, I thought they were Robins, I had no idea they were yours, like that would make a real difference. I'm such a pervert, I am so sorry, I really thought they were Robins, they had the smell of her perfume when I picked them up.
Bro, well all I can say is, you picked mine, Robin and I decided to swap pefumes the last night before we went walk the neighborhood.
I sat there with a deer in the head lights stare, ........... I, ah,............I ah, don't know what else to say Cindy, I really am ashamed and this will never happen again, I promise.
She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, and look me in the eyes and said it better not, then ( in a loving playful voice) now get out of my room.
The next few days sis smiled at me more and touched me when ever we were close to each other, we were in the kitchen and she stood right next to me, leaning on me. I was watching tv and she sat on the couch right next to me. I tried not to think about the fact that I had smelled her panties, I mean I knew what she smelled like down there. I was having a time not letting her see my erection thru my pants. Cindy really " is " very pretty, yet I was was having thoughts about her that were supposed to be about her friend.
The next week end Robin came and spent the weekend, I made certain not to go in sis's room. As much as I wanted to, I didn't.
When Robin left on Sunday, sis came to my room and asked if she could come in. She entered and sat on my bed and I was on my computer. Sis said I'm proud of you ! ........... I said what ?? She said, I had my cam on all weekend and you didn't go in my room once, and I'm proud of you. ........ I turned to her and said, ...... there was no way in hell that I was going in there after last week, lol. We both smiled and she had the funny grin on her face. ....... I said, What ? She just smiled, then says, well I've got a present for your good behavior. She pulled her hand from behind her back and was holding a pair of black underwear. .......... There was a silence as she smiled,.............. these are Robin's from yesturday when we went to the skate rink. I just want them back so I can return them, if she miss's them I'll just say she left them in my room.
I didn't know what to say, I was just sitting there and she extended her arm towards me and reached around and said I'll just leave them here and she got up and walked out. I was thinking I have the coolest sister in the world. I quickly pressed them to my face, there was that smell, that wonderful scent. My heart was pounding, my dick was ripping my pants at the zipper wanting out. I sat there at in my computer chair and smelled Robins pussy and masturbated for only a ninute or two and shot jets of cum straight up into the air. I jerked off with those panties till the next weekend. Sis said she was going to Robins for the weekend and she needed Robins panties back. I gave them to her, yet didn't want to, she smiled and said I hope you enjoyed them. I smirked back and said, .......... yes, ........ I did,............ alot ! Cindy just laughed and smiled, I'm glad you enjoyed them.
Before Cindy left she came to my room and said, ......... I'll see if I can maybe get another pair for you, I can't promise, yet I'll try.
Gosh Cindy, why are you doing this ? ............ Well lets just say that I am enjoying providing you with something that gives you a little happiness. I mean its not a secret as to what your doing with them, well I guess you could be doing any number of different things, lol, yet Its easy to guess.
Cindy, I don't know how to thank you.
She said, you don't have to, I want to do this for you.
Bro, don't you think girls fantasize and,.......... you know, ............. do it to ? We all need a little stimulation sometimes.
She was lightly laughing as she walked out. Sure enough when she got home Sunday night, she came straight to my room with her night bag, opened it up and pulled out two pair of panties, tossed them on the bed and said enjoy and left.
The next week was brutal, I could wait to get home everyday. I ran straight upstairs to my room and used Robins panties to get off.
On thursday evening sis knocked on my door and came in. I said whats up sis ? She looked at me and said, whats up with you bro ? Enjoying the gifts ? I said yes, I've been in my room everyday enjoying them, smileing at her as I spoke.
She sthen said, well I've thought of a way you can repay me if you want to. I said what can I do? Well remeber when I said we all need some stimulation ? ......... I said yeah. ...... Well what would you think bro, if I asked you to use your cam and let me watch you doing it with her panties ??? ........... I looked at he and asked are you serious ? Thoughts were flying a zillion miles per hour in my head as I waited for her answer.
Yeah, I think I would like to watch ! .......... I said well you can watch me right now sis.
Cindy then says she would feel more comfortable in her room from our computers.
I thought for a second and said yes, I can do that for you, just don't expect me to last very long, the thought of smelling Robins panties and you watching from your computer will make me cum pretty fast, matter of fact I am so excited right now I could cum in my pants. I am feeling all kinds of emotions right now, I'm not certain what they are.
Well bro, I'm feeling kinda funny that I asked you, yet we can't get what we need if we don't ask, right ? Okay, well how about 10 pm I'll knock and tell you I'm loggin on to my IM and I'll be across the hall waiting. ........... Look if you want to back out bro its okay, I know it might be more than you can do, even if you think you want to. Who knows I might even turn off the screen after I start watching, so I'll see you later tonight.
The knock came and we connected on IM, she didn't activate her cam though. She typed in, are you gonna go thru with it ?
I pushed my computer chair away from the desk and I was undressed from the waist down, my erection was standing straight up as I removed my top. The IM said OMG, its huge ! I quickly IM'd her, look I can't type and do this at the same time, cab we go to speaker ? The next thing I hear Cindy's voice, ............. Oh my god bro you have a really big dick, touch it for me.
I did and I picked up Robins panties and rubbed my dick with them, ....... Cindy spoke, ...... I want to know if you ever smell them ? ............. Yeah, I smell them, thats the best part. I tilted the cam a little upward. Can you see my face and me touching myself at the same time ?
Yes I can, are you goning to smell them ?
I said, Cindy, ........as soon as I smell them I gonna cum, so watch close. ..... She said okay. I raised them to my face as I beat off, and the smell sent me into my orgasm, spurting strings of cum flying all over my chest and chin. I was panting like a dog,............... and then I heard her, Cindy's voice was quivering and I heard oh god, oh god, oh god, then I heard her purring, cooing, and the sounds of her in deep pleasure, she just kept saying shit, shit, shit, that was fucking awsome, shhhhhhiiiiiiiit. She exhailed very deeply a few times.
She then asked, I want you to look at the screen. She wrote I love you ! I love You ! Ilove You ! Then she wrote this is for you. .............. her cam came on briefly, and it was facing her very wet crotch, I was seeing my sisters pussy for the first time, she was slowly carressing herself thru her pubic hair, then the screen wnet blank.
Then she wrote, good night bro, see you in the morning. We went down the next moring and she was smiling at me, and I at her.
Friday came and she was agian going to stay at Robins, she asked for the panties back, and said I'm sorry I have to bring them back.
Sunday night came and she wnet to her room and didn't come out. I knocked at her door and she just said to go to instant messenger. I did. She was on her cam and said she, I need to tell you something.
I said okay what is it, did Robin figure it out, or did you tell her ? ....... No I did tell her, she doesn't know anything.............. I said, well what is it ? ............ Cindy then held up both pair of Robins panties. I asked, her why didn't you put them back ? Robin will figure this out sis !
I was dumbfounded waiting for her to say something, ................. sis ???
Cindy spoke, ................ they're not Robins panties..................... silence. Their mine.
I was trying to wrapp my mind around what she just said. What do you mean their yours ? Cindy, why would you do that ?
Bro, I don't know, I guess I was just, I was, ........ well I was turned on that you used mine bt accident the first time. After I found out you used mine that weekend, I couldn't get the thought out of my head, everyday I masturbated in the mornings when I woke up and at night thinking of you doingf that across the hall. I figured it would be easier and safer to just lets you use my panties instead of Robins.
Are you mad at me ? .......... pause .......... No, Im just confused, I mean I was fantasizing about Robins pussy and the smell of her body and you even watched me getting off sniffing your panties, I'm just confused.
I saw her get up on the cam and walk to her door, the next thing she's opening mine. .... Can I come in ? I said yeah, come in.
I turned in my chair as she sat on the egde of my bed, she looke up thru her bangs and she said, .......... if you still want me to give you them, I will.
I looked at her closely and said, yeah I guess it couldn't hurt could it ? She smiled and said I was hoping you would say that. She stood up and slid her cotton pajamas down to her ankles and kicked them to the side, there she was in her long t-shirt, her legs extending from underneath. My blood was rushing thru my body, heart beating rapidly. She was less than two feet from me then lifts her shirt just above her panties and starts to pull them down. I briefly saw the top of her pubic hair as her shirt dropped following her hands down her legs as she slid her panties off and handed them towards me.
I could see Cindy was breathing very hard also, her chest was rising and falling, her breasts were very large and the tips of her nipples were protruding thru her shirt. She was smiling and said aren't you going to take them ?
She said, I want to see you smell them, I want you to smell my pussy.
I pressed them to my face and Cindy lifted her shirt and place her hand on her pussy, I could see her fingers run thru her hair and into the folds of her body. I cam at that very second in my pants, I hadn't even touched my self, I was breathing, and saying oh god just as she has nights before. She stood there and continued rubbing herself faster and came seconds after me. We were both panting and trying to enjoy what just happened. She laid back on my bed and I stood up to get my wet drawers and pants off. She lay there with her eyes closed and I mine were wide open staring straight at her pussy, ..... the pussy I had been smelling for the last weeks thinking it was Robins scent, such a wonderful scent, yet it was my own sister.
As my pants came off and I was walking to my dresser for some clean underwear my cock was hard as steel bouncing up and down as I walked. I was putting one leg in the underwear and Cindy, says in a soft voice, ......... don't, ........ don't do that. I looked at her and she at me with the same lustful eyes.
Cindy then shifts upwards on my bed and opens here legs wide, ......... come on the bed with me. As I'm walking to her, she pulls her shirt off and extends her arms as I climbed up. I instinctivly placed my hand between her legs and touched her pussy for the first time. The first time I touched any pussy. It was so warm, the texture was slippery and my fingers easily parted her outer lips. She pulled me down and she pressed her lips to mine. We kissed for the first time, the untimate taboo, I realized I was in love with my sister, we kissed and I fingered her for quite sometime, she was stroking my hard cock and pre cum was slick all over the shaft. We were both devouring each other, each in sexual bliss. We both were at a point of orgasm and we each came, me with my fingers inside her pussy and her beating me off. My cum was all over both of us as out bodies wreathed in the heat of the moment. She pulled away and layed on her back as well as myself. We laid there, both in extreme pleasure that neither us had ever actually felt before.
She then did something, .......... Cindy passed her hand thru my cum and brought it to her nose, .......... she hesitated, ......... then she smelled it. She took deep breaths humming as she did, then she opened her mouth and tasted it, sucking her fingers. She passed her other hand thru the cum and sucked those fingers right in front of me.
I looke at her and she just smiled and said, ............ what, ........... you smelled mine ! I said well I hadn't tasted hers though!
She scoots closer to me and whispers in my ear, .......... I wouldn't mind if you wanted to. I said softly, ...... if you really would mind I think I would like too ? She says I won't.
I got on my knees and shift around to where her pussy was, I looked at her and said, ..... are you sure ? ........... Yes, I'm sure, I want you to do it. I got close and could smell her pussy. It was far stronger than her panties. It was musky, yet very, very pleasant. Her hand reached around the back of my head and gently pulled my face into her pussy. She was warm and very wet. I back away and said, Cindy I don't know what to do, she said just lick me, I don't know what your supposed to do either, jsut lick me, put your tongue in me. With that she buried my face in her pussy and started to hump my face. I licked and slurped her wet juices as much as I could. She tasted great, salty, yet sweet, soft, silky wetness. It seems like she had a faucet inside her, because she was drowning me with her juices. She was tugging on my dick the entire time and I started moaning as I licked her hairy pussy. She started to rock really fast and I felt my cum rushing upwards from my balls, she put my dick in her mouth as I errupted partially on her kneck and face before she got it totally in her mouth. She was coming also as my tongue slid feverishly thu her hair and inside her cunt.
We each recovered and sat up, she kissed me, and I her, we each were holding and carressing each others face as we kissed. I looked at her and told her, ..... Ilove you too, she smile and we fell asleep in each others arms. I woke up around 5 am and realized she better get back to her room. I woke her up and she kissed me on the cheek and left the room.
Needless to say this was a turning point in our relationship as brother and sisters.

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2014-03-03 09:34:06
When I was twelve my sister was eleven she had taken a bath .I walked in for my bath on the floor were her dirty knickers I suddenly got this urge to pick them up to sniff them ,I did and oh the pugnent piss,y smell I was hooked I sniffed and sniffed till I came this went on for many years till she left home ! What u think

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2014-03-03 01:33:58
Licking Wendy Williams smelly stained knickers nice

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2014-03-03 01:31:19
I like licking my stepsisters Wendy's dirty smelly knickers

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2014-03-03 01:29:07
Karen's smelly knickers

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Default Re: How does the restored foreskin feel...?

Here's a note I wrote about the benefits of restoring for both partners:
http://www.foreskin-restoration.net/...08&postcount=3

Men ask me if restoring is worthwhile. It's a lot of work to expand your surviving skin, and there is no evidence that we can regenerate the lost specialized pleasure receptors known as Meisner's Corpuscles. The specialized layer of shear muscle cells at the preputial sphincter also do not regenerate.

The restored skin may not be original equipment, but restoring is nonetheless very worthwhile. Restoring gives radically different feelings. Among them:

- the shaft can now be frictionlessly kneaded by the slinking of the skin, to prod some sense sites deep within the shaft near the glans and elsewhere. I never knew this was possible before I restored. I suppose with enough lube I might have discovered the same thing earlier before I had slack skin.

- the mucosal skin just below the glans down to the scar has a sort of ticklish "itch" that just sparkles during intercourse or oral stimulation. The area was dry and basically numb before.

- the corona and frenular area are just a lot more sensitive/ticklish now that they are covered all the time. Some have said it's due to "dekeratinization" and others have said there's no such thing. All I know is I feel A LOT more now. It's like the nerve endings are closer to the surface, and the surface is more supple and delicate so it tracks better with the fine detail of whatever it's touching. It's like going from wearing 3 thick condoms to a single ultra-shear one. Anybody can experience the same change by wearing a band-aid continuously for several days on any part of their body. When you take it off, the part that had been covered is very sensitive and ticklish.

- the skin at the pucker of the prepuce is very ticklish to tongue flicking when it is bunched up. Since I didn't have enough to bunch up before, I never felt this sensation.

- the inner foreskin is delightfully aware of a tongue plunged in between the glans and foreskin and swirled around (with skin drawn forward over the glans). Since I didn't have enough slack before for this to happen, I never felt this sensation until I had slack.

- the shaft skin that has spent its whole day puckered in front of the glans gives off a wild sensation upon the onset of an erection. It's like the skin crackles inside as it is forced to stretch wide enough to clear the glans and retract past it, while it also has to overcome the grip of the tacky clinging adhesion to the glans. It's like both glans and skin are kissing each other. This is brief and I really only notice it for the first couple minutes of an erotic encounter, but that's OK. If it kept up I'd probably climax too fast. I imagine this might be akin to what it feels like to have a vagina stretched out. I can only guess about that of course.

- the shaft skin that rolls up and down the shaft gives off a new feeling as it rolls over on itself from inner to outer and back. Since I never had enough slack before to feel the skin tightly rolling like this during arousal I never felt this sensation before.

- with the slack skin sufficient to easily cover my glans during arousal, my wife can rub my glans through the skin before intercourse while I'm licking her, and there is ZERO risk of her rubbing me to the point of numbness, no matter how long we keep at that activity. Before dry friction directly on my glans would really have a negative impact on the intercourse that followed.

- after my wife climaxes once during intercourse her vaginal chemistry seems to change to where there is suddenly more friction. Not a LOT more; just like the difference between lube that's water-based and lube that's oil-based. At that time, I often feel my penis move inside my sheath of skin only, with ZERO friction between me and her vaginal walls. She LOVES this, because she says at that moment she would be too sensitive for any friction. Because I never had slack before, she was never able to enjoy this plush filled-up frictionless massage feeling between orgasms before. Of course when we're finally done, this same action causes her vagina to pull my skin so my glans is actually covered as I withdraw, which is a trip.

Sex wasn't torture before. At age 38 my wife and I would make love for like 45 minutes or an hour. She would climax about 5 times and if I wanted to finish I needed to REALLY concentrate and she needed to break out the dirty talk and the stars needed to align. But she would be utterly rubbed raw and then want to take several days off from intimacy.

She never did succeed in finishing me orally before I restored.

Now whenever she's had enough of intercourse I just let go and finish as she climaxes again with me. But the whole ride is so fulfilling, I'm in no rush to get to a big finish. We really connect, and have intercourse more often than ever.

Sex is very much better since restoration, for physical reasons. We're both having the best sex of our lives after 19 years of marriage.
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I muttered something affirmative, too taken aback by the way the phone call was going to say anything lucid.  All I had really been prepared to do was jot down the address of a convenient payphone and schedule a meeting time, and here he was, direct and in my face.

“Everything that advertises in the adult section is about sex.”

“Right.  I know that,” I replied, still caught totally off guard.  All I’d expected was the usual cursory, two-second phone conversation.  I also knew for a fact that this wasn’t exactly true.  I’d done plenty of work that hadn’t involved sex, so I wasn’t sure what Alan was trying to imply, or why he was being so damn direct, but I wasn’t going to argue. I was too interested in where our conversation was going.

“So I’ll tell you about our operation,” he said smoothly.  “We’ve got a condo near the U.N.  We do in-house calls and out-calls.  Since you’re new, we’d start you on the in-house calls.  You’ll make less money, but it’s definitely safer.”

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I appreciated his emphasis on safety, and I appreciated his candor, but it seemed completely out of place compared to what I was quickly assuming to be the standard in this business.  I tried to pretend this conversation was going exactly as I’d expected and thought about those aforementioned safety issues.  Wherever Alan was going with our phone interview, I knew that I didn’t care how much money I’d be making if it entailed sodomy or rape.  Anything over $70 an hour was good money for me, and if safety was guaranteed, that would be even better.  Maybe Alan was onto something with the in-call system.

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I felt optimistic.  “I work until five, five-thirty at my regular job.  Would it be a problem if I didn’t start my shift there until six?”

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Alan was there, waiting for me.  He had curly brown hair and incredibly huge eyebrows that stuck out over the edges of his wire-rim glasses.  He was also wearing a tight cotton turtleneck that accentuated his stocky build.  Why was everyone here wearing a turtleneck?

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I couldn’t imagine anyone pretty enough to be a dancer dating someone that looked like him.

“Do you think stripping is harder than doing this?”  I asked, curious for a comparison.

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I nodded again, his lecturing tone making me feel like I was in school.

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“Stockbrokers, business men, lots of Jewish men in their thirties.”

I digested that for a moment. This was the first in-house place I’d looked at, and I was curious how different they were, if at all, from an ordinary brothel.  “So what’s the procedure here?”

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I don’t know why he felt the need to point that out, but I nodded.  Obviously they weren’t all using the same bedroom, although it would be amusing if they were.   I could just imagine the rapid turnover and changing-of-the-sheets.  I kept my grin to myself.

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I could handle that.  As long as the men agreed to use condoms, I didn’t mind supplying them.  At least that way I’d know they weren’t using the super-cheap kind that ripped easily.

“How much do the girls make?”

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I guessed that was true.  Safety was one of my biggest concerns.  I’d seen too many movies and read American Psycho.  I’d willingly take a price cut if it meant increased safety.  No money was worth getting raped or sodomized—or worse.

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How strange. That directly contradicted what Jackie had told me.  Maybe for this agency, the holidays slowed things down, whereas for Jackie’s clients, the holidays were a better time?  Maybe Alan’s clients were more family-men with more family-related holiday obligations?

“And the men don’t get into anything too weird?”  I hoped, once again, that I might get a straight answer from him.  I didn’t want any unwelcome surprises, and Alan didn’t seem to have any problem being direct.  He was being so direct, and so different from Jackie and Kelly, that it actually made me nervous and confused.  What was he up to?  Why was he so different? Was there an agenda at play?

“No, no, no.”  He was adamant.  “Very straight sex.  As I said, just sucking and fucking.”  Alan laughed.  “Very straight sex.”

He asked some more about the museum.  Then he asked me to take off my clothes.  Everything.  He said, “You can’t be too careful.  I’ve got to make sure you don’t have any bruises or sores.  You’d be surprised what some girls have.  Large bruises on their chest, their thighs.  ‘I just walked into a door,’ they say.  Yeah, right.”

I took off my clothes, spun around a few times in front of him.  Satisfied that I wasn’t hiding some large swollen bruises, Alan gestured that I’d passed the test and could get dressed again. He asked if there was anything else I wanted to know.

I told him I had no more questions, and he nodded.  “I think we’ve covered everything.”  He leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes, running down some list in his head, before sitting up again suddenly, eyes wide open.

“Oh yeah, some girls ask about their periods.  Obviously, you can’t work while you’re on your cycle.  If you need a week off, then that’s what you’ve got to take.  If you only need a few days, then only take a few days.  It’s really up to you.”

Right.  I hadn’t even thought about that.

Before I left, we made a tentative appointment for me to come in next week on a Monday or Tuesday for my trial session. I still wasn’t sure how I felt about him or this place. I liked the security of working for an in-house operation, but I didn’t like the idea of sitting around waiting for men to show up.  That would be just like the dungeon.  If I was waiting for a call, I wanted at least to be able to do what I wanted, not just sit around with other bored girls.

Also, the interview had been so different from the other two that I wondered if something was up.  I doubted that it was a police sting operation, but it was definitely weird that Alan was so explicit about the kind of work I’d be doing, whereas the other two places had adamantly denied anything of the sort.  He must have said “sucking and fucking” every two minutes.  It left me with a bad feeling. My gut told me something was off. The more I thought about it, the more I didn’t think I would come back. It just wasn’t worth the risk.


Kink of the Week – Handjobs

Believe it or not, the first time I touched a penis did not include a handjob. I started with blowjobs, and to be quite honest, I prefer those over handjobs. For the sake of the prompt though, I will elaborate on handjobs.

Handjobs can be fun, and one of the best ways I can learn how my partner likes his cock to be handled. Where on the shaft is the best place to wrap my hand around? Does he like a firm grip, light grip, or somewhere in between? There is nothing I love more than twirling my index finger around the head of his cock and taking the precum with me, drenching the head with it.

I have never given a handjob in an unusual place, and thinking about it, it has always been in a bedroom. I have also never given my current partner a handjob, though we have done other things. I am sure it will happen eventually, and it will be just as all of the other times we have played.

We did have a bit of a mutual masturbation session the other night, which was very hot in my opinion. I loved seeing the way he handled himself, and I took mental notes as I watched and played myself. I would love to time my orgasm to his so that we could have an orgasm at the same time. Thinking about it drives me wild. Thinking about him drives me wild.

Product Review – We-Vibe Wish

I wanted the We-Vibe Wish from the first time I saw it. I had read the mixed reviews, but still wanted to form my own opinion of it. That is why I jumped at the chance to review one for Betty’s Toy Box. I received this toy free in exchange for my honest review.

The Packaging

The Wish comes in a pretty box with a matching color watercolor background. As with all We-Vibe toys, the Wish comes with a satin carrying pouch, charging cord, and instruction guide booklet.

The Toy

The Wish is a beautiful toy. It fits nicely in my hand and against my vulva (or anywhere else you want to lay it against). It is the prettiest shade of sky blue, waterproof, soft and squishy, and it had so much potential. I will try to refrain from making too many puns about the name.

The Wish is great in theory, as it has two motors, creating a “PowerPulse” technology. Unfortunately, the two motors just were not my cup of tea. Personally, I am not a fan of patterned vibrations. I like steady vibrations, usually on the highest speed available. The two motors and the PowerPulse pattern they create feel like a pattern more than just a steady vibration. The best way I can describe how patterns make me feel is “distracting.” The Wish is very distracting, as one motor will kind of skip if too much pressure is applied against the toy. The Wish charges via magnet, and an hour and a half charge will give up to 2 two hours of play.

There are 10 premade settings for the Wish, but using the app will enable you to create your own patterns. The Wish can be turned on by holding down the only button on the toy. To change vibration patterns, press the button again until you find one that you like. To turn it off, hold the button for a few seconds again. When you turn it back on, the toy will start at the setting it was turned off at.

The App

You can download the “We-Connect” app on your android or iPhone to control the toy via BlueTooth. I had been having trouble with the app, as it has been a bit buggy, but it seemed better this time around. With the app, you can manually choose your patterns, make your own, and even connect via Wi-Fi to a partner that has the app. Your partner can then control the toy, making their own patterns or using the pre-made ones. There is also a video chat, voice chat, and text chat feature that feels cleaner than Skype.

Overall, this is a great toy if you like patterns. I personally do not like patterns in vibrators, so I am sad to say that it was not for me. I wish it was not so. The two motors make it sound like it has potential, but unfortunately they do not feel synced and become quite distracting. The Wish is fairly quiet, which is a big plus. I honestly do not want to give up on this toy just yet, and will definitely keep trying it. I will update this review if I can get it to work for me. It is a beautiful toy. Thank you Betty’s Toy Box for giving me the chance to try it. For now, I will give it 2 out of 5 stars.

Laying it on Thick

I was texting with Aaron today (like we tend to do a lot at work, especially on break when there are others around) and I was laying it on thick. Complimenting, flirting, etc. He was doing the same and I didn’t stop smiling once.

When I got home I picked up the flirting even more, adding in extra “*blushes*” after compliments. I may have added one too many because he finally asked why I was blushing even more. I realized I kind of set a trap for myself and walked right into it.

I decided to come clean and told him that I liked him, but had been afraid of making things awkward if he didn’t feel the same. I didn’t realize that I was holding my breath until he texted back that he felt the same way. The weight that lifted off my shoulders was amazing.

We have plans to hang out on our days off, and we will see what happens. There is talk of going out on a date at some point, so I am nervous/excited for that. We are both looking forward to seeing where things go.

Kink of the Week – Squirting

**This is my first time participating in Kink of the Week, and hopefully not the last.**

I have always been a squirter. My first orgasm had me squirting and I thought I had peed myself. Luckily I learned soon that what happened was not pee thanks to a close friend and research. Most of the time I know when I am about to squirt and I stop my orgasm before that happens (no amount of towels will contain it). Once in a while I won’t care about the mess and just let it go.

I have only squirted with clitoral stimulation, though came close the one time I had a G-Spot orgasm. I have always only squirted alone and never with a partner.

Most guys I talk to about it think it is sexy as hell, but a few that I dated that were less experienced thought it was gross. When I lived with one of those guys I quickly learned not to squirt with him. It took me several years after we broke up to be able to do it again.

A Quick Question

I have a question for you dear and lovely readers.

Of my almost 9 years of material, what stuff do you enjoy reading the most? Particularly my erotica/fantasies, but anything counts I have everything between solo (masturbation stuff), partnered sex, threesomes, blowjobs, and girl on girl.

I am asking because I want to compile some of my best erotic pieces for someone to read that does not have access to this blog. I might share someday, and am quite tempted, but I am not ready to scare them off just yet.

Just Relax

My attention span was gone from the game we were playing. I had my mind on other things as I sat next to him at my computer, running my hand up and down his thigh. I he stopped talking at one point and made a happy sighing sound.

“Is this ok?” I asked hesitantly. It was only recently that we had started being sexual again.

“Yes, I like it,” he said smiling. I let my hand drift to his other thigh and as I ran my hand across I could feel his erection trapped in his shorts.

“Oh,” I said in happy surprise. “I guess you do like that. We should go to my room,” I suggested.

“What would we do there?” he asked, knowing full well what I had in mind.

“Well, I was thinking that you could lay back and relax while I take care of this,” I said teasingly as I ran my hand up and down the length of his thigh that just happened to have his hard cock in the way.

“That sounds good,” he said while standing up, his boner quite visible through his shorts.

He followed me to my room and I shut down the door while he got positioned on the bed. I quickly joined him at his side and eagerly helped free his cock from his shorts. Unfortunately I picked a bad angle from the get go. I tried to readjust myself, but I finally gave up and decided to just deal with it, as I had more important things to take care of.

With my left arm supporting me, I wrapped my right hand around his shaft. As I lowered my lips around him I swirled my tongue around his head, making him slide in easier. I began a slow and steady bob of my head while massaging with my tongue.

I was still at a bad angle, but it wasn’t worth changing positions. All I wanted was his cock in my mouth. Once my head had a steady rhythm I picked up the pace. It didn’t take him long to start moaning in pleasure, sounding close to climax.

Usually I like to tease and keep sucking, but I was starting to get uncomfortable balancing at the edge of the bed. I picked up my pace even more and that was all that I had to do to make him reach his peak and shoot his load down my throat.

The Good, the Conflict, and the Potential

I know that my updating has become quite sporadic, and I apologize. A combination of being busy (I have a social life now, believe it or not) and not much to say. I was paranoid about Andy finding my blog, though I don’t think he would have cared too much.

As of last night, Andy and I are no more. He is moving out of the area and neither of us wanted long distance. He doesn’t feel like it works, and I had been wanting to end things for a while anyways. For the most part I was happy, but the other part I was miserable.

Things became even more complicated when I started to develop feelings for one of my coworkers, now friend. I am pretty sure he likes me too, but we are both too shy to admit it. We are always complimenting each other, flirting, and dropping innuendos. Around him we can talk forever or sit in silence and we are both content enjoying each other’s company. With him, the hours feel like minutes and the minutes feel like seconds.

I find myself able to open up to Aaron (coworker crush) much more than I ever did with Andy. We also have loads more in common than I did with Andy. I am curious to see where we go. Will we friend zone each other, or are we on the path to a beautiful relationship? Only time will tell.

I have a lot of conflicting feelings about Andy, and I have for the last few months. On one hand I am excited to try for Aaron, but I am also sad to see Andy go. If things don’t work romantically with Aaron I am dreading having to go through the whole dating process over again. If things don’t work out, I am in no rush to meet someone new. I am just so sick of people I am close to moving away.

Breakfast of Champions

We had discussed the idea of me waking him up with head many times, however I was always either too shy to do so or the timing just wasn’t right (usually had to rush off to work when staying over on a work night). Last weekend I was determined to be brave enough. It had been a long time since we played and I needed it badly.

I woke up next to him and rolled over to spoon. As I glanced down I noticed his morning wood. That was the encouragement I needed. I began running my hand up and down the length of his body, feeling him all over, taking it all in. With each stroke I let my hand get closer and closer to his cock.

In a sleepy moan, he rolled over to his side facing away from me, but pulling my into a big spoon/little spoon position. He clutched my hand to his chest and went back to sleep. I snuggled against him, content to be in his arms. He finally let go of my hand and I began rubbing him all over again, getting a little bolder with my hand.

I let my hand linger around his cock, feeling what I had access to. As I felt him twitch alive again he grabbed my hand and pulled it to his chest again. I took that as a hint to leave him alone and snuggled up to him again. I admit, I was a little annoyed, but was understanding and patient.

A few minutes later he woke up and I commented about the heat in the room. He told me to go take a cold shower. Annoyed, I asked him if he thought I needed to cool off in more ways than one. He chuckled and said no, but that he was dreaming that I was feeling him all over. I told him it wasn’t a dream, but he kept pulling my hand away so I took a hint.

He said he didn’t realize that he stopped me in his sleep because he very much wanted me to continue. I grinned mischievously at him as we both adjusted ourselves so that I had access to his cock. I began by just rubbing through his pajama shorts, until his cock got hard.

Once he was hard, I slipped my hand inside to rub through his boxers. I reached inside the flap and gently pulled out his cock. I rubbed and stroked for a bit, until I stated that I wanted to suck it. He said that I could and freed himself from his shorts.

I excitedly curled up next to him and bent my head. I kissed the tip, then softly ran my tongue around before lowering my mouth onto him. I was so happy to have his cock in my mouth again. I massaged my tongue around him, while beginning to suck and move my head up and down his shaft.

I was very enthusiastic in my efforts, as I desperately wanted to make him come and taste him. Once I got a steady rhythm, I picked up my pace and suction. I could tell he was getting close, and I oh so desperately wanted to switch my rhythm and technique so that I could keep going, but getting him to orgasm was my goal. He said between breaths that he was close and I kept up exactly what I was doing. He started gently grinding his hips into my face. I followed his rhythm and kept going.

I finally heard the words I have been wanting to hear since we started dating. He was coming. He moaned the sexiest of moans and shortly after I felt his sweet, hot liquid shoot into my mouth. As his orgasm slowed down, I slowed down, making sure to clean every last drop. I swallowed easily and moved up to cuddle him some more. He held me, and we thanked each other.

“Now, how about we go find something for you to eat other than come?” he said jokingly.

I smiled and told him that I just had the breakfast of champions, full of protein. We giggled and cuddled some more before getting up to get dressed and starting the day.


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