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Good Sex without fucking. By FridagirlWhen my periods started I was to embarrassed to go to my mother, instead I went to my aunt, and she inserted my tampon.She was gentle and kind, soothing, and after bathing me, taught me about self masturbation, by masturbating me with her long fingers and her sex toys, that was when I suddenly realised I loved her on many levels.I had grown up hearing about her and her bohemian ways of life, it fascinated me, and listening to their voices of disapproval, I heard another voice telling me they were envious and jealous and that made her more alluring and attractive, and as time went by, I just had to visit with her and I knew from that moment on, we were going to be more like sisters, despite our age differences, because like her, I loved the sexual side of being a woman, I loved sexual pleasure, giving and receiving it, both with men and women, young and old.The human body is capable of giving such pleasure, you just have to know what buttons to push, and how to push them. Strip away the veneer of morality from those who like to lecture us, whilst they themselves dip into our hidden talents, and you will find orgasms that are both mind blowing and deeply rewarding. Live dangerously and take chances, adjectives that describe physical acts to enhance the beauty of the final product of your orgasm, a cane drawn across your bare bottom, a forced sexual act where you feel the bindings on your wrists prevent you from stopping him, or being passed from male to male, barebacked and not on the pill, the cry of pleasure as a man releases inside you, a man who never thought in his wildest dreams he would even posses you sexually, all of these add up to giving and taking something given freely by your will and body.It was six thirty in the morning, it was extremely cold and very dark, and the wind howled and the bus shelter shook at it power. I drew my coat closer to my body trying to trap what heat was being generated, consciously aware of the man sitting behind me and what he was doing.We both were alone as I shielded him from the icy wind, like all schoolgirls back then, my skirt length was mid thigh, at odds with the weather, that was why I crossed my thighs, a part of my body I knew he was studying.This was a game we played on morning like this, a game that gave me another warmth deep within, stoked by the fires of my girlish curiosity and sexuality, he was wanking himself whilst I supposedly kept watch for the school bus, which was not going to arrive for another twenty minutes or so, I was watching to make sure he could complete his need for me, behind my back.”Show me more”, he groaned, and I lent forward as if looking out to see the bus turn a corner, and as I did so, felt the cold blast cool my crotch and feel the warmth of his semen hit my panties, between my thigh gap and run down my the backs of my thighs.I stood quietly, caring not to turn or look back at him as he finished himself off, feeling his penis rub the cotton of my panties and the soft warm skin of my thighs, as he basted my schoolgirl legs with his cock and rubbed his basting semen into the skin, then press the paper money into my hand and walk away, without as much as a thank you or have a nice day.I chose this particular bus shelter to carry out those financial transactions, between schoolgirl and old men, it was dark, situated between two street lamps that never worked, a simple coded message on my phone told me the time, and the requirements, and I replied with a simple number, which was in pounds.I did this most mornings, with more than 20 such men, including the fathers of friends at school, by fifteen I had ten post office accounts with hundreds of pounds in each, so as not to arouse suspicions, small but steady, exciting and dangerous, but rewarding and appreciative.My First Toilet ExperienceToilets are where we all relax and are comfortable with our sexuality. Many of us will masturbate, more so, if you, like me, were not in one designated for your gender.I was out in town, towards the edge of town, when a sudden tell-tail sign alerted me to my time of month was happening, I was due my periods, so I was prepared, izmir escort but I needed to find a toilet to be ready.I found one, just one to be precise, a “Gents” only. I went and called into it, desperate in case of like once before having a trickle of blood run down my legs.There was no reply, and it was deserted around it so I went in and found a row of cubicles past a row of urinals, and a strong stench off those cleaners they put into the constantly running water.I went in the cubicle against the wall and closed the door, removed my panties and saw the first signs and folded them and placed them to the side, as I marvelled at the writings on the wall, what men write to each other, and aroused at “Fuck my wife”, messages with phone numbers. How many were real, I don’t know, it seemed pretty brazen, but we girls do the same in ours, so I took out a pen and printed my name and my phone number, feeling pretty horny at doing so, and sat back and began masturbating myself, promising to score it out before I left, but for now, it was a dangerous thing to do and it sexually excited me.I reached into my handbag and took out my tampon and dispenser, and began rubbing myself with it, to make myself wet to receive the tampon, after my orgasm of course, and as I got into my mindset with a stranger calling my number, there was a cough, a man had just walked into the toilet, and as if to make matters worse, tried to open my door, uttered, “Sorry”, and went into the one next to me.I could hear my heart thumping, under my brassiere, as he undid his belt and dropped his pants. I remained very still as he made noises, that I tried my hardest to understand, and looking at my near naked body and long legs, knowing what he would do to me if he knew I was here.Then suddenly he knocked on the panel that separated our cubicles and to my horror I suddenly realised there was a gap at the bottom of it, “Can you pass me some sheets of paper mate”, he asked me and suddenly his hand was in the gap, and just inches from my naked ankle.I growled as deeply as I could as if to acknowledge his request and reached for the toilet roll to pull off a section and as I did, my folded panties fell from where they rested, right down into his hand. I nearly died, as he pulled his hand back with my panties in them.”WTF”, it was more of a groan than an exclamation, and I could visualise him opening my panties to reveal the red streak on the crotch, “hey man”, he started, and then his hand came through the gap with such speed it touched my foot, and he grabbed it, and despite my trying to avoid it, he held me.”You a girl”, he gushed and I could feel him pull my foot to the gap, as his body dropped to the toilet floor and his face came hard up against the gap, and he was looking up at me, naked from my waist down and with a steely grip on my ankle.”Come here little girl” he said thickly. By now my foot was under the gap and the hard edge was digging hard into my shin, and the pain shot up my leg, as a distraction, he now reached in and got hold of my other ankle, now I was on the floor, being pulled under into his cubicle, just far enough for my clothes and tits to jam me such he had my pussy and waist, with enough flexibility to fuck me, all the time no one arrived and so he did what he wanted, or half an hour, with me finishing up, lying on my face, my slim body turned with consummate ease under that small gap.Funny how I remembered a fact about the human body, “if the head goes through, then your whole body can follow”, why did I remember that, I honestly don’t know, but at least it took and blanked the pain of the anal **** he committed, without as much as a spit of saliva, thank god I have a heavy vaginal discharge, when I get wet, if it was not for that, when on my back being fucked, I am sure I would have too dry for the back door sex.Early Blowjobs and girlfriends 1) Piggy-Backing my sister’s boyfriends.Girls give blowjobs and handjobs, barebum rides and titjobs, you name we do it, it’s all part of growing up and learning about who you are and where you fit into life as a female, which usually means sex and lots of it and that’s before your tits start to izmir escort bayan sprout.There is a lot of grooming, like finding a porn movie in a DVD player, or a nudie book in your brothers room, or feeling your uncles erection between the cheeks of your arse when he pulls you onto his lap, and then there is you, yourself and your body wanting it.I used to stuff my teddy bear between the legs, hard into my crotch and squeeze him with my thighs, until I got that overwhelming feeling, that we call in later life, an orgasm.At a family gathering for a cousin’s wedding, I saw an uncle, as I had many, sitting in the dark at the back of the hall. I made my way there, in a roundabout way, and approached him from the side, and low down, I was a girl, young and impressionable, shy and awkward, and under the cover of the darkness, I saw he was masturbating himself, and crawled on my hands and knee under the row of tables, to be closer and see up close.I saw where his eyes were fixated, another niece to him, who was wearing a revealing dress and showing too much of herself, she knew he was watching her, and getting as much from her exhibitionism as he was getting jacking off to her brazen shows.I was under his table as the disco music blared and unexpectedly, he moved his foot and touched me, he looked under at my upturned face and pulled me between his open legs and fed his cock into my mouth, where I sucked until he cummed.My older sister provided me with my earlier experiences, albeit unbeknown to her, her boyfriends were enjoying my curiosity about the beginnings of sex.She as away at University for her first year and was due back for Christmas break and her current boyfriend, who was a motor mechanic, called around the night she was meant to arrive.She had phoned home to say there was a problem with her getting back home that night, and as it happened we later found out she had decided to stay back and go to a Christmas party with a guy she met at Uni.There was only daddy, so when her current boyfriend called around, daddy offered him to sleep in her bedroom that night as he and the boyfriend had a drink.In the morning I was awoken with daddy bringing me a cup of tea and to get up for school and to wake up the boyfriend in her bed, he was off to work, leaving us alone.I drank to tea and thought a lot about the young man lying in my sisters bed, and I have to admit I was feeling very fruity that morning, so I went into the bedroom, which was in darkness in my knickers and t-shirt only, and was not disappointed with what met me.He was completely naked and had a huge boner, no doubt saved up for me sister. I went back and got my phone, came back and video taped it, when he woke up and caught me. Later I found out he had staged it, apparently I had been giving off vibes of my entering my ovulation week, and showing too much of my knickers crotch to him.”Do you want to watch me”, he asked, and of course since my camera was still shooting I said yes, and he began wanking himself in front of me.I was getting into his sex act and felt I needed to gain some experience, so I took the only two items of clothing I was wearing and sat on him completely naked while he wanked himself, I wanted him to cum for me, because of me, I wanted to know and feel what it was like to make a guy shoot his load for you.In the end I was so gone, he got on top of me and fucked the shit out of me, and my sister’s load finished up inside my virgin pussy.Many years later, whilst on holiday I went to her hotel bedroom to find another boyfriend of her’s answer the door, completely naked, she was in the shower, and he also had a boner, and I went inside, to the sound of music and the shower running.I was wearing a bikini, as her boyfriend, who as it turns out liked younger girls like me, started to show me how much I turned him on, and within minutes as she sang along with the song playing on the radio, I was bent over the mattress, being bareback fucked and another i*****l load shot up my unprotected pussy.I fled withing minutes of arriving and met them both downstairs at the breakfast bar. My sister and her boyfriend were not on speaking terms, she was escort izmir furious and angry, and I was scared it was something to do with my infidelity when she was showering.She left the table for fruit and I asked him what was the problem, “You drained me”, he replied, smiling like a Cheshire cat, she wanted me to fuck her when she came out of the shower, but everything I had, went into your sweet pussy”.I had to smile, at this acknowledgement of my power even stealing my sister’s cream pie, now seeping from my dirty little cunt, as we sat together, but there was another more rewarding caveat to this tale of debauchery, my sister insists on a condom being used, I did not, and the difference in sensitivity and the fact he was now fucking sisters, made his orgasm in me, the most rewarding to date.She still, to this date, does not know I was piggy-backing her boyfriends.Early Blowjobs and girlfriends 2) My Girlfriend’s Daddy and herMandy was a best friend at school. She was a rather plain Jane to look at, in her unfashionable clothes, which looked like her mother’s hand me downs, but this was just a ruse, Mandy was a girl like me, only she hid it much better than I did, and for god reason, Mandy’s parents were divorced, and her daddy enjoyed his daughters freely given delights, all behind their closed doors, something I was soon to find out, and get involved in.I stayed over with her, and the first thing that struck me was her changed demeanour, she slipped from her everyday schoolgirl persona, into a night tie vixen, by slipping from her drab everyday clothing into a Margo Robbie like character, as depicted in the movie, “Suicide Squad”, short tight shorts, decorative and torn netted tights, and nipples jutting out from her unfettered small titty’s, under her cotton t-shirt.When I saw her I asked her why, and her hand movement spoke volumes, her daddy liked to wank himself, and his daughter provided the inspiration.She had been toying with the idea of buying her first vibrator online and as she studied the content, her daddy joined her and together they chose her first ever pink rabbit, butt plugs, from small to cock size, with lube, her daddy was into anal sex, and the thought his daughter enjoyed it, gave him ammunition to jack of to.After that he was open and honest of about his sexual fantasies, and bought her lingerie and stuff so she could give him private shows, and at night when she went to bed, she could hear him relieve himself, thinking about what she showed him.The one burning question I was dying to know was did he fuck her?One night we bunked up together, we had been drinking with her daddy and both of us were talking about our sexcapades to date, which turned him on no end.I climbed int her bed, which was up against a wall and waited to see if anything was going to happen later that night.I cold hear him get into bed as Mandy fell asleep, we were both drunk, and I was fighting sleeping, when I heard, as she had described, his bed creaking as he jacked off, no doubt thinking about us and our naughty mouthing’s and dirty shows.Then our bedroom door opened and he softly said her name, “Mandy”, then my name, which made my heart skip, more so as he wandered into the darkened room naked and playing with his cock.We bother were naked, and when he pulled the duvet from our bodies, he started wanking himself with a furious pace, there was something both appealing and disgusting being perved over, for a wank, and as he towered over his naked daughter his balls were slapping her face, whilst my own nudity was open and revealing, even in the poorly illuminated room, I suddenly heard the sound of Mandy licking her daddy’s balls, and her hand touching herself.He would stop long enough to put his cock into her mouth and then go back to wanking himself, and before too long, he was shooting his cum onto both our naked bodies, that was when I sat Mandy had been fingering his butt hole as she licked his crotch.He left us as quickly as he came and cummed, and in our silence I turned and threw myself atop of her naked body and we had a very lesbian session, licking our bodies and devouring any tell tail signs of semen that we found.As usual guys, these stories are fresh from a females mind. Are they hot enough for you? Which ones did it for you, or reminded you of your own experiences?Nice comment after this story only please and thank you in advance.

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