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Foreplay Activities That Make My Sex Life Better
Foreplay can be as much as pleasurable as the sexual act itself. Besides being a trigger to sex — as it increases the sexual tension -, foreplay warms up the bodies and connects the minds. Consequently, it improves the quality (and even duration) of the orgasms.
By Emma London5 years ago in Filthy
He didn't see it coming
Mike recieved a call from his best friend Marcus telling him to meet him at his house as soon as possible! Mike told him he had just got back from the gym and after he showered he would be right over! Marcus told him that was fine, hanging up and patiently waited! Mike finally arrived at Marcus house, rang the doorbell but when the door opened it was not Marcus that answered the door it was Stacey, Marcus's beautiful wife! She was standing there in a free flowing long dress and she invited him in. Mike asked what was going on explaining that Marcus had called him over asking him to come over as soon as possible! Concerned he asked if everything was alright! Stacey assured him that everything was alright, led him over to the couch and told him that Marcus would be with him shortly. She turns away from him and walks up the stairs slowly! Mike couldnt help but look at her perfect body as she saltered up the stairs! He felt his nature rising but tried to contain himself! He had always thought that she was sexy but would never think of crossing that line being that she was married to his best friend. She eventually dissapeared out of his sight and soon he heard a door closed behind her.
By More Than Words5 years ago in Filthy
The Toucher in the Ranunculi
Claspen Nymfield found out one gusty afternoon that he had a gift, namely the aptitude and penchant to make women happy, or at least happier—the gift par excellence. He had finished his lunch in the flowery park, a few minutes’ walking distance from his confined office, when he noticed one of those beautiful women who could take your breath away with a smile let alone a direct glance, walking past him. He looked at her dotingly, trying to visualize some of the splendour beneath her clothes, when all of a sudden, he saw an image of nymphaea flickering in his mind, her labia minora, as he later surmised. He felt the craving to caress them, stroke them ever so lightly with the tips of his fingers and see them open up like a sex book, but he could not imagine that his longing could influence them and affect her directly. She had slowed her pace and then came to a complete stop, feigning forgetfulness of some sort at first, but then revealing some initial surprise followed by more than a trace of satisfaction.
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Filthy
Mort or Petit Mort?
It started as a joke. A bunch of college kids sitting around, having a laugh; a moronic hypothetical scenario. What if we crossed a line? What if we did something that would require equal parts nerve and stupidity? What if, what if. That’s college for you; too much alcohol and not enough sense. In a world where people have become so careful, so safe, we wanted the high of doing something dangerous. Something most people would find insane, disturbing. To be honest, those people, these imaginary folks who served as my often-silenced voice of reason, wouldn’t have been wrong. It was disturbing. But once I got a taste, I couldn’t stop.
By Shea Keating5 years ago in Filthy
I Surprised My Lover With Rimming
I’m a pleaser in bed; seeing my lover contorting in pleasure is one of the best stimuli I have. So, I always aim to give him the type of pleasure he loves the most. Perhaps this is one reason I never thought twice about giving my boyfriend, Mr P. anilingus (commonly known as rimming.)
By Emma London5 years ago in Filthy
Stop Having Sex When You Don’t Want To
Sex: if you have too much of it, you’re a slut, and if you don’t have enough – you're a prude. You owe it to your partner. Your husband has a right to your body. Did you know orgasms cure headaches? Maybe you should get a different excuse.
By Harley Myers5 years ago in Filthy
The End of Fear and Loathing
We had plenty of sparkling water, along with enough high-octane Starbucks pit stops mapped out for the whole trip — minus that wasteland north of Hot Springs. But the road ahead was long and hilly and I didn’t bring my reading glasses…now where did I put my CBD oil?
By Jean Campbell5 years ago in Filthy
