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He masturbated while I watched.
I was open with him. “I don’t mean to make you feel badly or self-conscious, but I would very much like it if I knew you were getting as much pleasure as me, if you had the occasional orgasm in …...
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I held him in my arms.
Since our discussion about my fears regarding Peyton The Neighbor and I have been running like a finely tuned machine. We sparkle and tango and fuck and laugh and glitter until our lashes meet our...
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He gets a [very lovely] punishment.
It’s been a few months now since The Neighbor and I entered into another layer of D/s and I became in control of his masturbation practices. Our original foray into D/s was borne out of intense...
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We masturbate with the light on.
I pressed myself against his bare back and reached my arm around to find his stiff cock resting on the mattress. We’d been cuddling for a while and our new configuration had interrupted my stroking....
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A lot of women want to know how it is I squirt. Here’s what I’ve learned to do. Making G-spot Contact The first time it ever happened to me was roughly 12 years ago. At this point in my sexual history...
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I’m disjointed.
In so many ways I haven’t felt like me. I’ve been tired, angry, in pain, confused. I’ve been sucked dry of my passion and playfulness these last few months. I hardly ever masterbate anymore. I no...
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I masturbated in his bed while he was at work.
I am a stickler for privacy. I personally don’t need much, but I’m extremely sensitive to others’ needs, particularly The Neighbor’s. I’ve had access to his apartment for more than a year and I think...
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I learned to masturbate in the shower.
I had my first orgasm on the back of a horse at around the age of 12 or 13, but I can’t claim to know at that moment what was happening to my body. I only knew I was gripping the saddle with my...
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He’s shy.
Good morning. I stared at his cock. The tip, only a sliver of edge viewable above the bottom of a lavender dress shirt, glistened. The shadow cast on thin fabric denoted the helmet, his hand gripped...
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I pinched my eyes shut and silently moaned with embarrassment. I didn’t think I could do it. “You’re so beautiful,” he said. His English accent made it seem more official. “God, so beautiful. Yes,...
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