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Posted:Sep 23, 2010 5:24 am
Last Updated:Apr 2, 2011 11:47 am
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I'm a Cancer the moon . Some say my hands are magic when it comes down to long hours of intense massages. But what I really want is someone who wants to be entertained for the evening. This stuff is pretty much make believe any ways! Have you ever dreamed of a masseur showing up at your room, for the rub down of your life. Maybe you have fantasized what it would be like to get it on with your doctor, a lawyer, a male stripper, or the telephone repairman. When I was in my twenties I was a male stripper with the stage name "French Tickler". I love being on stage. You create your own fantasy and let me make it come true. My aim is to please if you don't have one of the hottest erotic nights of your life I'm not satisfied. Remember the most intense pleasure comes from your mind. If your heads into it your body will follow. I'm 5'8" 150 lb. intelligent white guy. If you like reading or writing the articles in the Couples Dating Magazine your my kind of people. Just drop me a line. I would love to swap stories, some real - some fantasy. I'm not bi or gay sorry guys no contact. I'm a standard member if you find me interesting send me an email so we can talk and arrange a meet. I hot list a lot take no offense if it happens. Its just my way of telling you I'm interested and would love an email back if you can.
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First meeting
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Posted:Sep 17, 2010 2:40 pm
Last Updated:Sep 5, 2017 5:14 am
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I'm having this fantasy right now of meeting you two at the local watering hole. Your wife is dressed to the max and looking mighty fine. All the patrons’ heads turn when she walks into the room. She's wearing a beautiful soft blue dress that fits her like a wine glass. The top just shows enough cleavage to draw my draw eyes deep into her heart. That's when I notice her nipples are starting to get aroused from rubbing against the fabric, there's no way she's wearing a bra. We introduce ourselves and find a booth that’s out of way. We have a few drinks and get better aquatinted. Soon we are laughing and having a great time. Suddenly I feel your wife's leg bump up against my thigh, but to my surprise she doesn't move it. It just lingers close by, gently brushing against me, and keeping time to the music flowing in the back ground. She has on the sexiest pair of sheer stockings I've ever seen. They make her legs look gorgeous. I'm in a daze wondering is this a sign? I don't want to blow it and mess up what promises to a great evening, but my hormones are starting to take control. I slowly I slide my hand under the table and lightly place it just above her knee. The feel of silk stockings and the heat from her inner thigh start to send exotic messages to my brain and in turn down to my now awaking cock. My desire to explore higher is temporarily controlled by my fear of being caught by you! But I can't stand it anymore. It's like my hand has a mind of its own. I start slowly stroking your wife's inner thigh, reaching up just to where her stockings end. I can feel here garter belt against my wrist. All the while I'm trying to keep my head into the conversation going on above the table, but still wondering if I go any higher will she get pissed and clamp her legs shut on my hand. That's when the brain in my cock must have taken over and my fingers started inching up closer to her forbidden zone. But instead of closing her legs tight they slowly started to part, likes Moses opening the sea, I have safe passage all the way to the Golden Fleece. I am almost there expecting to encounter her soft panties, but none are there. I nod my head in approval to something you said but more for the excitement I'm feeling right now. Your wife's pussy is already wet. As my fingers softly cross her clit and slip down her lips her juices start to flow. I massage her outer lips every once and awhile letting my finger probe into her vagina trying to find her G-spot. We start to talk about going but I don't know if your wife will be able to stand as I feel this tiny shudder coming from her now drenched pussy. I know she's trying to resist the urge to have a full blow screaming orgasm right here in the bar. I just turn to her and ask "had enough for know, we wouldn't want waste a great orgasm" or any orgasm. She reaches over and gently squeezes my hard cock as we get up and leads us out the door.
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True story!
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Posted:Sep 17, 2010 2:05 pm
Last Updated:Sep 3, 2017 7:05 pm
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FIRST LOVE
(True Story)
I was 17 and in love with a beautiful woman from Texas, named Annie. As with many boys my age, at the time, I thought I had found my partner for life. There was kindness, caring and conversation shared between us. I felt Annie had a deep and genuine concern for my well being, as she touched my heart like no woman ever had before.
When I first met her all I could think about was how gorgeous this woman was. At 5’ 7” with dark brown hair and sultry hazel eyes, she had a body that just would not quit. Annie was athletically built at 120 lbs. with 34C breasts and a 26” waist. Her legs were long and flowed into the tightest ass I had ever seen. Her voice with its slight hint of a southern drawl sent shivers down my spine every time she would speak. I loved every thing about her, from the way her bangs gentle swept across one eye to the small mole she had on one ankle. Annie could light my soul on fire with just one glance from across the room.
There was one problem thou, Annie was 31 and the mother of one of the girls that hung out with us in high school. She was a neighbor to one of my best friends and I would often see her working in the front yard, tending to her flower gardens or just washing the car. We talked a lot about how my classes were going and how much we both enjoyed gardening. I was a handy and enjoyed doing many things from carpentry to auto mechanics. I was always eager to help her in any way I could. One day she talked about wanting to finish her basement. She wanted to add a bedroom, bathroom and finish off the family room. I immediately volunteered my services and we got to work measuring and drawing up some plans.
I was in heaven when she would sit close to me or lean over my shoulder to look at the blueprints I was drawing. When her hair would tickle the nape of my neck I would feel the stirrings of an erection starting in my groin. My mind would race to the thought of making passionate unbridled love to this woman. As you could image at 17, I didn’t need much encouragement, because sex was always on my mind. Even the scent of her perfume, so near, would drive me crazy. I spent many nights, alone in my room, imaging how our lovemaking would go, as I masturbated to visions of her in my mind.
Lo and behold we became very good friends. Annie started to open up to me about how unhappy she really was. Her husband had moved the whole family to Minnesota from Texas for a job that required him to travel about 3 weeks a month to various manufacturing plants throughout the Midwest. She was lonely and was having a hard time making new friends and the fact that her husband was gone most of the time really didn’t help. She would tell me how he would come home tired and not give her the love she felt she deserved, running the household every week. She even hinted that he was not that great in bed and wouldn’t take the time to ensure that she was satisfied in their lovemaking. Sort of the “old slam bam thank you ma’am”, rolls over and goes to sleep routine.
Well I noticed Annie’s mood change as I began the construction phase of her basement remodeling. I could only work on the basement in my spare time between classes and my part time job, but some times when I’d show up she would greet me only in her bathrobe and a silk nighty. She would offer to make me something to eat and would complain about how she woke up with a neck ache. Being a gentleman, I always insisted she sit down and let me massage her neck and head to relieve the stiffness. She noticeably enjoyed my fingers working her muscles and would quietly moan when I applied pressure to the knots under my thumb. I would gently run my fingers through her hair as I massaged her scalp, causing goose bumps to appear on her arms. I noticed all these small reactions as they were causing somewhat of a different response in me. My mind would drift to the fantasy I’d had the night before, with her wreathing from the brush of my hand as I explored Annie’s naked body with my fingertips and lips. Kissing her sweetly on each and every erotic zone that I knew would drive her nuts, and keep her anticipating my every move. But then she would say, “I should get dressed and you better get started or you won’t get anything done.” This went on for about 2 months, all the while I was starting to form a plan to make my and hopefully her dream come true.
One day I showed up at Annie’s house around ten in the morning, she was dressed already in a beautiful flowered sundress and looked like an angel. I told her I had the rest of the day free and didn’t feel like working on the basement today. She said, ”Oh, and what do you want to do today.” I told her I thought we should take break and go on a road trip up the Mississippi River, and find a place nice to have a picnic along the shore. Well she thought about it for a moment and agreed. “I’ll make us a lunch to take with.” She said. I told her no we would just pick up some chicken on the way, all she really needed was some suntan lotion and a big blanket to lay out on the grass. Our conversation was light and cheery as we drove north along the old river road, looking for the ideal spot to sit and enjoy the river views. We would both point to things that caught our eye as we journeyed up the gravel county roads. Finally I noticed this one dead oak tree in the middle of a grassy prairie field that lay next to the mighty river. I said, “This place looks perfect, we can enjoy the sounds of the birds and the feel of the breeze as it blows through the grasses.” She quickly agreed that this spot would do just fine. I parked the car off the county road in the entrance to a farmer’s field. We grabbed the food and the blanket and walked to where the oak tree hung out gracefully over the rivers edge. I spread out the blanket and we sat down to enjoy our meal. All the while I was trying to figure out how I was going to make the first move or if an opportunity would ever arise. We talked about various places we had visited and how peaceful this spot was. I mentioned that I felt very lucky to be enjoying the company of such a beautiful woman in this secluded spot and how no one could see us with all the tall grasses forming a wall around us. She only nodded with a grin and started to put away the lunch. This ‘was’ the perfect spot. The only way we could have been detected was if someone came floating down the river right in front of where we were sitting. I finished helping to clean up and then we layed down beside each other. We started watching the wispy clouds as they floated by trying to find shapes that looked familiar. We could also hear a bird singing a lonely love song in the distance as the waves lapped gentle against the shore. Annie’s eyes started to blink and she said, “I could fall asleep right now and take a nap.” As she rolled over on her side, her back toward me. Now was my chance, she had always enjoyed the neck rubs I had given her at home. So I slowly reached over and started to massage her shoulder blades, she cooed, that now she really could fall asleep. I continued to rub her neck and shoulders, and then gently brushed her hair to expose the skin below her ear. My hands moved lower to her mid-back applying pressure to her spine and rib cage. Then my fingers traced a line up her side, tickling her till I stopped right where her breast started below her armpit. I caressed the skin there, pulling slightly on her breast and letting it go. I could see no outwards signs that she was enjoying this, but she wasn’t stopping me either, so I figured I could go further. I brought both hands down to where her hipbones connect to the spine and softly started to needle her tailbone with my thumbs as my finger and palms grasped Annie’s butt cheeks through the silky fabric of her dress. Now this enlisted an immediate response with a shiver and a deep guttural moan. I was in heaven and was going to take advantage of this wonderful moment. I carefully kissed her on her neck just below her ear, and then started to suck her ear lobe into my mouth. She tried to say, “We shouldn’t, it’s not right”, that’s when my tongue traced a line around her inner ear and Annie let out this animal noise that almost scared me. She turned her head and planted her lips on mine. Instantly our tongues entwined. This was the wettest and most passionate kiss I had ever had. It was like she was going to swallow me whole. All the while my hands were cupped around her ass, slowly pulling her dress upward, as my fingers were brushing along her inner thigh. I reached down even lower and found that her panties were completely drenched from all the excitement we were experiencing. That’s when I rolled her on her back and placed my hand over her pussy. I could feel her clitoris growing through the silky softness of her panties as I ran the tip of my fingers along the lips of Annie’s vagina. My finger returned to her clitoris and started to rub the little knot side to side with a constant pressure. Suddenly I could feel her tense and a great wave of a contraction shot over her, as she screamed out my name “Oh God DAVE”. Annie later told me that was the first real orgasm she had ever had and that it scared her a little bit, because she never knew it would be quite so intense. I was not about to break the mood, so with my other hand I undid my belt and zipper and wiggled my pants off. Lying there with biggest erection I had ever had, I pulled her underwear off and positioned myself between her legs. As I lowered myself on top of Annie I could feel her legs start to wrap around my back gently pulling me into her. The tip of my cock touched her lips and the feeling of heat was intense. I had to fight back the urge to explode right then. As I started to enter her vagina her legs spread even wider trying to pull every inch of me in. I arched my head to the sky and thrust my hips forward till our pelvic bones were touching, burrowed as deep as I could go. I placed my hands on her breasts and rubbed Annie’s now swollen nipples between my thumb and forefinger, as I started a slow deliberate pounding motion. Intentionally making sure that my pelvis bumped against her clitoris at the end of every down stroke. I wasn’t going to last long at this rate. I could feel by balls start to swell and my cock got even bigger as I knew I was about to cum. Just then Annie arched her back like a bolt of lightening had just shot through her and I couldn’t hold back any longer. The walls of her vagina squeezed around manhood as I thrust one final time deep within her and I just let go. It must have been only 15 seconds but felt like I was shooting my seed into her for at least 5 minutes as we collapsed on the blanket totally exhausted.
This was the start of my sexual adventures through life. There have been many, but nothing can surpass the experience with Annie for the first time. To you, Annie my first love. From Dave
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