“We believe that sex should be enjoyed without reservation, judgment, or guilt.” I read out the blurb from the side of the sex toy box. Although, there is nobody but me to hear.Continue reading It’s The Real Thing ~ A Magical Story
At high school I realised I was missing out on something. During lunch break a large group of girls would gather at the end the field to talk about boys. When I first heard a description of what an orgasm felt like I was fifteen. Jan had just started seeing Phil from the year above and she was explaining what happened when he put his hand down the front of her jeans and started sliding a finger along her slit.
In hindsight I can’t really say anything special had ever happened to me until I met Monique. Or Nique. But I am jumping ahead as she only used to call herself that when we were, well, fucking. Damn. Now you know we were lovers and I have taken all the anticipation out of this tale. But, you’ll have to wait to learn how we loved. It was ten years ago and I still get off on the memories from that time. Particularly when I’m in the shower, stroking my dick. The spurting hot water from the head pummels my knob and I can never hold back as I recall that first time I laid eyes on her.
I adore my wife. She’s my lover and my best friend. I’m telling you straight, I got lucky when I met Debs.
Erectile Dysfunction (ED) is viewed by many as an unwelcome sexual complication.
“Hey Greg. Not seen you for a few weeks. Hear you had an accident?”