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Sitting on Things

Sexual Sitting on Things

Since before recorded history, men and women have been sitting on things for sexual pleasure.

Women have the advantage in that they have two holes to play with. Women have been known to sit on bedposts and gearshifts, as well as all the usual stuff such as dildos and brush handles.

Of course women are more inclined to sit on things to fill their vaginas, but anal sitting is certainly of interest to some women.

For those who enjoy sitting on things, including your authors, much of the joy seems to be the stretching. How much can one successfully accommodate without pain? And for some, the pain is a fun component also.

One must be really cautious. In fact, you might enjoy sexual sitting vicariously, then have orgasms in more usual ways. The dangers include: Having an object slip entirely into a vagina or anus that cannot be extracted, slipping so suddenly your whole weight falls on the object, injuring your body, going too far and tearing something important, and infection.

If you must, do use lots of lube. Go slowly. Make sure you can’t suddenly slip, putting more weight on an object than you should.

Your author found a hollow plastic juggling club, an object with a round ball at the end just over an inch (25mm) in diameter. Using coconut oil, he lubed it up and slowly, ever so slowly sat down on it. That was just too much. It was starting to hurt, so your author stopped. Then he tried again, and he felt the most delicious stretch. It was no longer painful. In fact, it was delightful, then suddenly, the ball was all the way in. Your author pushed the juggling club in further until the ball was pressing nicely on his prostate. The sensation was a sort of gotta-pee feeling, but nicer. A few drops of semen were being squeezed out of his prostate and slipped along his urethra then dripped out on the carpet. So, he came, but it wasn’t orgasmic.

Then your author went for a walk around the house. The bulk of the juggling club was sticking out of his ass like a tail. He could feel it’s weight tugging ever so slightly on the ball still in his rectum. He could feel the club waiving around with his footsteps.

Being able to resist no longer, he jerked off to a wonderful orgasm. He felt the orgasmic contractions constricting around the stem of the juggling club.

After settling down, he tried to pull the club out, but his ass was clamping down tight. It would not come out. After a minute, he tried again, pulling very slowly as his ass expanded, and then, finally it was out.

Then your author discovered that washing that plastic club with several kinds of soap over the course of several minutes would not entirely remove the sweet anal odor. It didn’t smell like poop, but was concerning because the anal gland smell, although attractive, might be a sure give-away to anyone who would use that club.

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Monica Develops Some New Treatments

By Spurtz

See The First Monica Post: Home Health Exam

Hi, it’s Monica, your friendly nurse practitioner, with another report on my various home visits. To refresh your memory, a nurse practitioner (NP) is just one step below a doctor and typically makes $35,000 to $40,000 a year more than a registered nurse. My particular specialty is performing home health visits to primarily Medicare patients. These visits are typically performed on an annual basis.

In my last report I detailed how during one of my home health visits, I had been exposed to a patient’s impressive erection and ended up masturbating him to a glorious ejaculation. This was way outside the norm and I could lose my license if it was reported. But after a guy cums, he’s not usually interested in reporting it.

However, once I realized that my job had perks that I had never considered before, I wanted to explore the possibilities that were potentially available to me. Keep in mind that the majority of my visits are to men 65 years of age and older. Most of whom are overweight and unattractive. But a small percentage of them are very fit, good looking, older men. With those men, I’ve found that when an attractive young woman like myself shows even the tiniest amount of sexual interest, it is eagerly accepted. My sexual interest always starts out as totally benign and is disguised as a medical procedure only.

I have to be extremely careful in how far I go. Once I get into marginal areas, an uptight patient could report me and I would not only be out of a job, I would also lose my license. So as I am proceeding into questionable areas, I am very, very particular about how much nudity I ask for.

For example, I have two procedures that I perform that are not part of my regular exam. But my patients don’t know this. And even when I bring up the procedures, many men are hesitant to let me do it. Under those circumstances, I go ahead with the standard exam, but make no attempt to take it further.

But some men have no problem with these exams and then I know that there is the possibility of going further than the law would allow. The two exams are checking for hernias and checking for an enlarged prostate. I always start with the hernia exam which requires the patient to undress and expose his genitals. Usually during the exam I might have to move his penis or testicles out of the way when going from one side to the other checking for a hernia. I can instantly tell if the patient is okay with what I am doing. A very few uptight guys might have some objection to me handling their junk and I never take those exams any further.

But most men will start to get an erection. When this happens, they always start to apologize but I quickly let them know that it’s not only normal, but it’s actually appreciated by me. I always tell them that as a woman who knows she is attractive, I would be disappointed if they didn’t get hard. I usually have my fingers wrapped around their cock when I tell them this and without fail I can feel it getting harder. Then I will massage their nutsack telling them I am looking for any abnormalities as their prick rises to full attention. This nutsack inspection is a legitimate exam. Depending on my mood, I will usually tell them that as long as they are fully erect, it’s probably a good idea to see if they can produce a normal ejaculation. Most are amazed that I am proposing to jerk them off to an orgasm but nobody has ever said not to do it.

As you can imagine, my patients love it when I proceed to give them the best handjob they have had in years. If I find the guy particularly attractive, I will manage to slip a lubed finger up his asshole while jerking him off. You can’t imagine how grateful these men are after I’ve milked every last drop of semen from their now wilting pricks.

But sometimes I stop before getting to the masturbation stage and I will tell them that my records show they are due for a prostate exam. And that as long as they are already disrobed, now would be a good time to do it. Now giving prostate exams is definitely not part of my list of procedures that I am supposed to do. But I did have training in med school. The school had two men; one with a normal prostate, and one with an enlarged prostate. Each of the students had the opportunity to insert a finger in each guy’s rectum in order to feel the difference. So I do know what an enlarged prostate feels like.

To perform the exam, I have a heavy duty sheet that I put down over the patient’s bed that keeps any stray fluids from staining the bed coverings. Then I have the patient lay flat on his back, and draw his knees up as far as comfortably possible. This still doesn’t give me the perfect access to his anus so I have a special pillow that goes under his butt that gives me a better shot at that special spot. This also put the patient in a very vulnerable and somewhat embarrassing position.

Many doctors prefer to have the patient lay on his side and draw one knee up to give access for a prostate exam. But I do not like that position because at that angle I could only see balls and no cock. And as you will find out, seeing the cock was the most important part of the exam.

Once my lubed finger penetrates the patient’s ass, his cock immediately gets hard. Some quicker than others. Once I find the prostate, I tell them that there was a minor indication of enlargement and that recent medical studies have shown that frequent massaging of the prostate could stop or limit the enlargement. Then I ask if it was ok to go ahead with the massage. By this time they have gotten over the initial negative feelings of a finger up their butt and are starting to like it, and they always tell me to proceed. After much experimentation in the past I had learned exactly how to massage a prostate to produce a spectacular cumshot. I had a longtime boyfriend who loved to have his asshole fingered and after hundreds of ejaculations through prostate massage, I was an expert at it.

Note that some health experts feel prostate massage is beneficial. There is no definitive proof that it actually will reduce an enlarged prostate but my patients don’t need to know that.

As I worked my magic I would tell the man that this prostate massage would likely produce an ejaculation and not to worry about it as it was totally normal. Positioned between his legs I could look down and see his throbbing erection and sure enough, pretty soon he would be spurting streams of semen all over his stomach and chest. Some guys shot so hard it would even hit their face. I was so good at the prostate massage that I have been able to get every single patient to orgasm with great looking cumshots that I love to see. There is something about seeing streams of jism shooting out of all those dicks that turns me on so strongly, that I orgasm on my own just by watching.

Note that sometimes I do detect an actual enlarged prostate. I inform the patient and then suggest he see a urologist for the proper medication. But I go ahead and provide a prostate massage anyway. It’s the least I can do. Note that as an NP I can legally write prescriptions but I tend to keep that to fairly mild situations. I prefer the patient see a specialist for prostate issues.

After it’s over and they lay there totally drained, without fail they would remind me that I had said frequent prostate massages were beneficial. They all wanted to know “how frequent?” My answer was that the ideal timing was every three months but that was probably not realistic so every six months was still productive.

Every guy wanted to immediately book a return visit in three months. But I pointed out that this procedure was only covered by insurance on an annual basis. The next question was could they pay for it themselves and if so, how much was it. My response was that I got paid $400 for the regular visit but to come back just for the prostate massage would be $300.

I know that accepting money to make these guys cum means I am nothing but a whore but I don’t really see it that way. I am providing a healthful service that also gives some needed joy to my older patients.

I am now up to three or four of these special prostate massages a week and have difficulty fitting them into my regular nursing schedule. So I have started doing them on weekends. Sometimes three in the same day. It’s bringing me an extra $50,000 to $60,000 a year tax free. I only accept cash and do not provide receipts. Call me if you need a prostate massage. I still have a few spots open on Sundays.

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Two Horny Girls With an Interest in Science

You know Michael’s right? It’s the craft store. I was in there because as you know, I love crocheting. My mom gave me some money to buy more yarn.

So, in the next aisle over there were two women talking. I couldn’t see them because the shelves of yarn are stacked so high. But anyway, what they were saying changed my life in the most incredible and positive way.

“When my baby was born, it didn’t hurt at all. Well, almost not at all. And at that moment, as the baby was coming out, I had an orgasm. It’s because Jake and I were playing a lot with fisting. That really makes a difference.”

That’s what I actually heard! I could hardly believe my ears!

I rounded the corner to see who was saying that. The women had already moved on and I barely caught a glimpse of them. It appeared to be two women in their twenties, each pushing a baby stroller. I really wanted to see their faces. Like, who would these women be to talk so freely about such things, and, come to think of it, to do such things? I didn’t even really know what fisting was, but I had a good idea from that brief conversation.

I thought about racing ahead of the two women toward the front of the store so I could see them, but figured that would be too awkward and obvious.

Well, I got my yarn and went home. Crocheting is nice because for much of it, you don’t have to focus. It’s just loop, loop, loop, so you can let your mind wander, at least until you come to edges or changes. And, I’ll tell you what, my mind did wander! I couldn’t get that conversation out of my head. In fact, what that woman said to her friend rattled around in my head for days.

One thing it did was it made me terribly horny. Up until then, the only masturbation I had done was some little-girl things, you know admiring my naked self in a mirror, just kind of gently touching my labia, running my fingers over my nipples, touching my anus, that sort of thing. In fact, I had never experienced an orgasm. I think once I was close and started feeling something like chills, which scared me, so I backed off.

It’s kind of embarrassing talking about this sort of thing. Is it OK?

[“Oh, totally,” I assured her.]

Now, my best friend since first grade, Andi, had no idea what was going on inside me after hearing that, but I was busting to tell her, to tell anyone. It was just to big, too weird, to keep inside.

A few days later, while she and I were sitting in my bedroom crocheting, I let the cat out of the bag. It was difficult. It worried me that she’d think I was a freak just for hearing such a thing. Or just for thinking about it or something. Like, you know what I mean, right?

Trying to sound matter-of-fact about it, like Gayle King or some news reporter, I told Andi what I had heard. I’m pretty sure I was blushing as I said it.

Fortunately, Andi is more straight-forward than me. Maybe even what you might call rebellious. She responded, “That’s so cool!”

We fell silent for a moment, then she said in a strangely quiet voice, “Tell me more.”

“Well, that’s all there was.” Then I asked her if it’s true.

“If what’s true?”

“I mean, well, is fisting a thing? And is it what it sounds like? And if a woman does that a whole lot, will it make childbirth less painful?”

I blurted all that out, still quite embarrassed about even discussing such things.

There was a practical side to this. Since before I can remember, I’ve always wanted to have kids, and yet I was scared to death about all the pain that women say they have when giving birth.

I was hoping somehow Andi knew about such things, but like me, she didn’t have a clue.

We turned to Wikipedia. Boy, did we learn some stuff, and in the process, I started jittering, almost like shivering. So did Andi. She was feeling the same thing. We talked about what was happening, and tried to understand it. I know now that it was extreme horniness.

We sat in silence for a while. Then, sheepishly, she asked me, “Have you ever done anything like that?”

“Fisting? Heck no!”

“Um, no, I mean like… masturbating.”

I told her about the few little things I’ve done.

“So you never even had an orgasm?”

“I guess not. It’s no big deal, right? Like I could wait until I’m married.”

I think this was the opportunity Andi was looking for. And dare I say it, an opportunity I wanted more than anything also, although unconsciously.

She blurted out, “No big deal? Hell, it’s a huge deal!”

Over the next half-hour we got to talking really earnestly, and more intimately than I ever imagined I could with anyone, even Andi. She ended up admitting that she masturbates at least once a day, and that orgasms are really something. She went on to say that I simply had to experience an orgasm, and it was a real shame that I hadn’t already.

She ended breaking the minute of silence after that with, “I wouldn’t mind helping you.”

“Huh?”

“Like, I wouldn’t mind showing you, I mean helping you, have your first orgasm.”

“No, too crazy,” I rapidly replied.

“Um, probably so,” she admitted.

I was immediately disappointed in myself. If I understood what she was offering, I turned it down. Huge mistake. What might have happened if I had said yes? After her carrying on about how great orgasms were, I really had to have one. Plus, I was so charged up. I was literally shivering, even though it was plenty warm in my bedroom.

And that was it. She ended up heading home, and a little later, I finally stopped feeling so feverish. That night before falling asleep, I did start touching my vagina in various ways, and it was really nice, but nothing more happened.

Two days later found Andi and I in my bedroom again. Again my parents were out of the house. Only my brother was home, as usual, down in the basement doing his science experiments. I mean, even though Andi and I really like our biology class in school, my older brother Luke is a real scientist. He’s got a little laboratory down there with a microscope and everything. His deal is something about chemistry and electricity. Frankly, I don’t know exactly what he’s doing, but he keeps getting praise from my parents, people at school, and so on for his science projects.

So Andi and I started by reading the required pages in our biology textbooks. We read them to each other. The chapter was on photosynthesis. It was fun. then we got to crocheting again. We were silent for a while.

In a quiet voice, Andi sounding all scientific said, “I have a hypothesis.”

“Oh?”

She hesitated. She stammered, which was odd for her. Then super-quiet, as if my brother way down in the basement might have heard us, which of course he couldn’t, she added, “My hypothesis is that you’d really enjoy an orgasm.”

Like an idiot, I didn’t take the bait, “Oh, I guess, maybe.”

“I think we should run an experiment. You should try to get an orgasm, then report on what it was like for you.”

“You mean like a report in front of the whole class? No way! Hell no! Besides, what has that got to do with photosynthesis?”

She hesitated for a long time, then evidently more horny than I would have figured, she said, “No silly. I mean you should have an orgasm then just report to me, not the whole school!”

I thought about it. That funny shivering effect was coming over me again. Finally I spoke, “Well, you remember the other day, I mentioned that I’ve tried some masturbating, and nothing happened.”

“I think you didn’t do it right or do it enough.”

“Hmm, maybe. Maybe if I could somehow see how it works. Like see some other woman having an orgasm.”

In retrospect, that must have been my subconscious driving me to say that, because where it was going was fairly obvious, right?

More hesitation, then Andi, again in a small voice said, “I’ll show you… I mean, if you’d want to see that.” She quickly rushed to follow that with, “I.. I mean like it would be scientific. You’d get to see what this phenomenon called orgasm is.”

I laughed. Part of it was surely nervousness. Part of it was how hilarious it was to hear Andi try the word ‘phenomenon’ and try to make it sound scientific.

She didn’t laugh. She smiled like as if she was embarrassed.

I was so horny, although at the time I didn’t realize what was coming over me. Here’s what I said, “If you’re willing to show me, then I, I, I think it would be helpful.” Why did I stutter?

Andi said she’d go ahead and masturbate right there on my bed. Then a minute later, she changed her mind. A few minutes later she went home.

I was remarkably disappointed! Why? I had no idea, but I surely was.

The next afternoon, after mostly silently crocheting for a half-hour, she, once again talking almost in a whisper, as if conspiring about something said, “I’m ready now.”

You’d think I would have immediately understood what she meant, but I had to ask.

“Look, science is about observation, right? So, I’ll show you what an orgasm looks like.”

I’m no fool. By now, I was starting to realize that this whole orgasm business with Andi was becoming the most important thing in the world to me.

“OK.”

“OK?”

“Yes, let me see.”

“Ummm…”

Then she added, “This is for science, right?”

“Of course,” was all I could say.

“But I’d feel weird being all naked in front of you.”

My hormones were speaking for me at this point. “I guess we should get naked together. That would be better, right?”

“What about your brother?”

“Luke never comes up here. At most, he might go in the kitchen for a snack. Plus I’ll lock my door, just in case.”

After a couple of false starts, she and I started taking off our clothes. I was all feverish and jittery again. I was actually wondering if I might be coming down with the flu or something.

I was practically shocked when Andi’s bra came off. She had real tits. Big puffy very white ones with huge pink nipples, not like my dark little pancakes with pencil erasers.

Andi, on the other hand, was just staring at me. Finally she spoke, “Oh my god, Laney, you are the most beautiful girl in the world.”

After some awkwardness, she laid down on my bed, and started rubbing her vagina with one hand, with the other, she was very lightly running her fingertips over one of her nipples. She was staring straight at me in a way that made me both self-conscious and proud at the same time.

Andi asked me to turn around so she could see my little brown ass. I complied. Then she asked me to come close and look right at her vagina. It was wet. She continued to rub that little magical spot that I later learned was called her ‘clitoris.’ Hers was bigger than mine. Now, I could see she was visibly shaking, and she was starting to involuntarily go “Ohh, Oh, Oooo…”

Suddenly she arched her back, and screamed “Fuck” so loud I wasn’t sure Luke didn’t hear it.

She quit moving, and although breathing heavily, she was otherwise perfectly still.

I didn’t really see any sort of, well whatever anyone is supposed to see with an orgasm but it didn’t matter. I wanted that. Whatever it was that had just happened to her looked absolutely marvelous, and I wanted it very badly.

I scootched on the bed right next to her. Our thighs were touching. I started doing what she did, and within less than a minute, I had my first ever orgasm. It was by far the best science experiment I ever performed in my life. She was staring right at my pussy and smiling.

Within the next couple of weeks, we did that several more times. I can’t say we ever got used to it, but it did normalize enough that we could start experimenting with other things. With Andi, I learned French kissing, what Wikipedia called “cunnilingus,” and of course mutual masturbation. It didn’t take us long at all to start doing that to each other. Oh, and one other thing, I had no idea how important and wonderful it is to touch one’s nipples while masturbating. And how much better it is to have your friend lick and suck your nipples!

We discussed many things. Like, were we being lesbians? Then we decided it didn’t matter. We were just having too much fun to care.

Eventually, the conversation came back to what started the whole thing. One day we were discussing that business that the two women in Michael’s had intrigued me with in the first place: Fisting.

We wondered if it was healthy. We wondered whether it would actually make giving birth more comfortable. We wondered if it would stretch us out so that sex when we’d have sex with boys, we’d be somehow ruined. We wondered if it was even possible.

By this time, we had learned to put two fingers in each others vaginas, curl the fingers forward, and give each other orgasms by rubbing what we eventually discovered were our G-spots.

We kind of figured out from Wikipedia and other sources, that fisting was OK. It wasn’t going to kill us. But what about sex with boys? Would our vaginas be too loose?

Our talk returned to science. We both figured out we could say anything, propose any crazy ideas, by claiming it was scientific inquiry. That’s how we discovered anal fingering. Our hypothesis was that it might feel good. When we ran the experiments, we found out just how good it did, in fact, feel! Somehow, I was able to have orgasms from anal stimulation alone, something Andi never quite managed.
We delayed any experiments with fisting for a while. Frankly, it kind of scared us. However, we did become more interested in sex with boys. The subject of Luke’s microscope came up. What about sperm? Wouldn’t it be a great scientific observation to see some sperm? But of course that was out of the question. Where would we get any of that?

We started discussing that possibility in earnest. It seems we were both very interested in seeing sperm. What about Carl? He was a popular boy at school. No, neither of us could ask him a thing like that. What about Cameron? He was kind of nerdy kid. Surely he wouldn’t mind contributing some sperm. No way, we just couldn’t imagining ourselves asking him either.

“What about Luke?” Andi asked.

“No fucking way.” I immediately replied.

“Why not?”

“Well…” actually, I didn’t have an answer.

As I sure you can imagine, we got to the point where we had to ask him. Two girls can accomplish anything if they get horny enough.

Within a week, all giggling and crazy, we went down to the basement and asked Luke whether his microscope would be adequate for looking at sperm.

He told us it was. At that point, we had no idea how to proceed. How to ask him whether he’d be willing to donate some to our scientific cause.

We needn’t have worried. I had no idea what a horndog my brother is. He volunteered, but with a catch, one which almost ruined the whole idea. He said that since he’d need inspiration. Then he stopped speaking, looking at Andi and I weirdly.

After a moment, he continued, “I probably wouldn’t be able to produce any sperm unless I had some inspiration.”

We didn’t get it. Well, I had an inkling what he was asking, but geez, really?

Sure enough, he wasn’t going to give us any sperm unless we both got naked so he could look at us while masturbating. You’d think I would freak out, but no, I was really, really into it! I’d get to see a boy’s dick live for the first time in my life. I mean, I had seen some on the Internet, but not in person. Andi was feeling the exact same way.

Fortunately my parents, both nurses, were working at the hospital as they were most afternoons. Luke and I have been latchkey kids since we were old enough not to burn the house down.

The three of us tromped up to my bedroom, and shyly, we started shedding clothing. Luke was the last one out of his underwear. He was immediately erect. It was sticking straight out at a 45 degree angle.

OK, so he’s my own brother, but I’ve got to admit as soon as I saw that, I was so incredibly horny that I felt wetness flowing from my vagina and dribbling down one leg.

He got to work almost immediately, and within a minute, Andi and I saw live for the first time, a boy ejaculating, thick and white.

We got a microscope slide, and we really did see sperm wiggling around. The resolution wasn’t great, so they were more like little blobs with single hairs sticking out of them, but there they were.

Seeing him jerk off like that opened a huge new chapter in our lives. The three of us masturbated together and masturbated each other regularly. You’d think I wouldn’t care to have my brother sticking his fingers in my vag and my ass, and fingering my nipples, but to tell you the truth, I loved it. I also got to wrap my hand around his warm hard penis several times, and see the sperm shooting out.

The idea of fisting came up again, but this time the discussion involved all three of us. We asked Luke whether the fisting would ruin our vaginas for future husbands.

“There’s only one way to find out,” he said laughing. Then he explained. “This is science. I propose we test your vaginal canals before and after.”

As he said that, I noticed a really intense stare of longing between him and Andi. The very next day, he produced some rubbers from somewhere. In my very presence, while I masturbated like a crazy person, they fucked. This was Andi’s first time. They tried to take their time, while he tried to describe exactly how her vagina felt around his penis. I had orgasmed, so now I was taking notes. He came quite suddenly, in the rubber, in her vagina. She was so blissed out. She reported after she calmed down that it didn’t hurt at all. She and I had been afraid of the first time having sex. One hears stories of minor pain and bleeding. Evidently, all our recent masturbatory activity had reduced our hymens to nothing.

The next day, Luke said the experiment wasn’t done. The sample size wasn’t large enough. Of course in real science experiments the tests are conducted with hundreds or even thousands of subjects, but there were only two of us, and I was Luke’s sister.

I realized where he was going with this, and I didn’t like it. Masturbating with my brother, having him cum in my hands, or even in my mouth as I had done a few times, having him stick fingers into my ass and butt, well, that was one thing. But fucking Luke, no way!

Hormones or horniness won out, and that very afternoon found me and my brother Luke fucking. I started out so hesitant, but having a penis in my pussy for the first time, any penis, even if it was Luke’s, was to die for! And die, I practically did. He ejaculated into his rubber almost as soon as he got into me. He tried to stay inflated so I could have my orgasm, but the poor guy shrank and fell out almost right away. Andi came to the rescue and frigged my G-spot to one of the most amazing orgasms in my life.

So now we had the ‘before’ data. According to Luke, we are both delicious. My vaginal canal is evidently a little smaller and tighter than Andi’s. That makes sense, I’m a small, skinny thing compared to her. Oh, she’s not fat in the slightest, but she is taller and more rounded.

I should mention that just to be as accurate as possible, we collected many more samplings of both him and Andi, and him and me before we got to the fisting part of the experiment.

We held off on that for a couple of weeks. I think both Andi and I were rather scared. Plus, we were enjoying all this fucking business so much that we were in no hurry.

Finally, the day arrived. Andi was to go first, since her vag is bigger than mine. I had the smallest hand, so I was the one to penetrate her. We got lots of slippery coconut oil – which smells so nice, and I went to work. First I got her all excited with one finger. It’s kind of interesting how pussy juice mixes with coconut oil. Well, it doesn’t quite mix, but they make a nice combination.

Then, I put in two fingers, which of course she was loving. Then I went to three. Still good. When I added my pinky, it became too much for her. She was wincing with minor pain, but she wanted me to continue. Luke and I were against continuing. We discussed it, and decided the stretching must be a multi-day or maybe even multi-month process.

Now it was my turn. Under Luke’s careful observation, she coconut oiled me up, then did one finger, then two. It was feeling so fine that I involuntarily orgasmed right away. I was still totally happy with the situation so she went on to three fingers. Then four. I was feeling fine. No pain at all. Just a full, stretchy feeling. Andi tried adding her thumb. That’s when it became too much.

Luke was feeling left out, so we decided there was something we could do for him. I had him get on all fours just like we had been, and while his erection dangled below him, I introduced an oiled finger into his ass. He seemed to really like that. Then I went to two fingers. I found that if I put my fingers as far as they could go, and rubbed the area facing downward, he especially liked that. He said it made him feel like he was going to pee, but much better. I wasn’t clear about it at the time, but evidently, I was massaging his prostate. That caused some semen to escape his penis even though he wasn’t orgasming. He orgasmed a moment later as Andi reached under him and pulled on his penis just a few times.

But that was the most he could take. He said it started to feel kind of scratchy in there. Perhaps it was because he had just orgasmed. Andi and I found out early that after he cums, he’s done. Absolutely done, and can’t take any more of anything sexual until the next day.

We continued our exercises, our science experiment. A year later, we found that all of our asses could stretch more easily than our vaginas. Every one of us had experienced anal fisting by the other two. I could easily take Andi’s and Luke’s whole hand into my vagina. Andi could only take our fists fully some times. At other times, she had to ask us to quit.

Fast forward ten years, and we have our results:

Luke absolutely assures us that our vaginas have not stretched as far as he can tell. We are still as fuckable as ever.

All three of us have become married. Luke’s wife, and Andi’s husband and my husband know all about our little science experiments, and have participated in various ways. I don’t think we would have married them had they not been approving.

Andi has two kids, and I have three. We both experienced a little pain on squeezing out our children, but it was bearable. We believe that without our science experiments, childbirth would have been much less tolerable.

I just hope our kids can grow up with the same opportunities that Luke, Andi and I have had.

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My Wife Sara is a Real Piece of Work

by Spurtz

The Sara Series:
Watching Sara Service Another Man’s Cock
Sara Loves Giving Handjobs
Sara Finds a New Way for Both of Us to Cum
Sara Jacks Off Six Guys

Finally Sara Lines Up Some Strange Pussy for Me.

My wife Sara is a real piece of work. A virgin when I first met her, she has turned into a major cock slut, especially when she found out I got off on watching her have sex. Her most recent kink was buying a strapless strap-on cock that she used to fuck my ass. At first I wasn’t crazy about the idea but after experiencing it I found it was a lot more pleasurable than I had expected. Then she pointed out that the strap-on was shaped a lot like our friend Jerry’s dick and suggested that maybe having a real cock up my rectum would feel even better.

So she called Jerry and he was all for it. She also told him to expect to have my hard prick up his ass and he said that was even better. You may remember Jerry from my previous stories. His cock has a pronounced upward curve and he also sports one of the hardest erections of any of the many guys who have sampled my wife’s pussy.

Once Jerry arrived and we all stripped down, Sara said she had to suck Jerry’s dick to get it good and hard. What a bullshit story. The guy’s dick was already so hard a cat couldn’t scratch it. Sara just wanted to give him a blowjob. As usual, I went along with it. Seeing her slide her lips over his hardness just made my own cock into a fucking bar of steel. She only spent a few minutes sucking him off because she was anxious to watch him penetrate my ass.

I got down on all fours and Jerry probed the tip of his lubed-up dick around my asshole. And slowly worked it in. It was bigger than Sara’s strap-on and a bit uncomfortable at first but Jerry took it slow and pretty soon he had all seven inches buried to the hilt. As he stroked in and out of me, I felt his hand reach around and grab my cock. Then he pumped my cock with his fist in rhythm to pumping my ass with his prick. Without me knowing it, Sara had inserted the strapless strap-on into her cunt and proceeded to cornhole Jerry with it. So in a fit of total ecstasy, the three of us were fucking away. Before too long I felt Jerry’s body stiffen and streams of jism spurted from his cock into my anal canal while I simultaneously had my own orgasm as Jerry gripped my dick and furiously stroked me off. Sara squealed in delight when she saw multiple streams of semen spurting out from under my body.

After a bit of rest and relaxation, we traded places and I fucked Jerry while Sara fucked me. Eliciting more cum from both Jerry’s and my cock.

The next day Sara and I talked about how much fun we had. And we did have fun but I was not totally happy with the fact that all of our group sex involved just Sara and multiple male partners. I secretly wanted more pussy involved. However, I did have to accept the fact that it was much easier for one woman to fuck five or six guys in one session than it would be for me to fuck multiple women. But I would like to give it a shot.

I asked Sara if she had ever considered having sex with a woman? She looked at me with surprise on her face and admitted that she had never considered it. I suggested that maybe we should try it to bring something new to our sex lives.

“Something new?” she asked. “I think you just want another cunt to fuck.”

“So what,” I countered. “it’s ok for you to have six sex partners at once and I can’t even have two?”

“OK,” Sara replied. “I know the perfect person. There is this terrific looking girl in my gym class. Jill flirts like crazy with both the men and the women. She’s come on pretty strong to me and I suspect she would be willing to join us.”

After Sara’s most recent gym class she reported to me that Jill was interested in some group play. Sara also invited Jerry because she said what she had in mind required another guy. I figured she just want more dick available than I could supply. But I was looking forward to seeing what Jill had to offer. Sara had already made all the arrangements and both Jill and Jerry would be knocking on our door at any minute.

They both showed up and Jill definitely did not disappoint. She was not only beautiful but had an awesome body. I couldn’t wait to see her naked. And I didn’t have to wait long. Sara, not one to delay the proceedings, invited us all into the master bedroom and immediately started stripping. No one wanted to be the only clothed person in the room and it didn’t take long for four naked bodies to be on display. That fucking Jerry already had a full erection and I wasn’t far behind.

“Ooh, Jerry,” Jill purred, “I love the way your dick is curved. I bet it feels as good as it looks.” What about me? I wondered. My dick is bigger than Jerry’s and nobody’s commenting on it. But Jill surprised me when she wrapped her hand around my cock and started jerking me off. “Let’s get it good and hard, big boy,” she exclaimed. “Sara has been telling me what a stud you are.”

Sara, always in charge, squeezed the head of Jerry’s cock and explained what she wanted us to do. “You all have heard of a circle jerk. But this will be a circle suck. I want everybody to lay on the floor, roughly in a circle. Both us girls will have your cocks in our mouths and you two guys will have our pussies in your face.”

We all got in the position she described and it actually worked out more easily than one would expect. My face was buried in Jill’s pussy, while Sara took my prick her mouth. Jerry lapped away at Sara’s cunt while Jill want to work on his dick with her talented tongue. All four of us sucked and licked away but as in all sexual couplings where participants are both giving and receiving at the same time, it’s hard to concentrate on one or the other. It was a lot of fun but Sara had more ideas.

The two girls scissored their pussies together and now it was Sara’s turn to suck Jerry while Jill’s expertise at sucking a hard cock was put to the test on me. Omigod, I thought Sara gave great head but Jill took my entire seven inches right to the balls and sucked and sucked so expertly that there was no way I could hold out for very long. After way too short a time, I could feel the cum building and before I could do anything to stop it, I felt powerful spurt after spurt of semen explode down Jill’s throat. She kept on sucking with a level of expertise that I had never experienced before.

I looked over to see Sara doing a number on Jerry’s dick. She seemed to be more animated than usual. Maybe seeing the fantastic job Jill was doing on me spurred her on to greater heights of sucking. Watching her lips slide down and then back up Jerry’s cock to the point where most of his cockhead was exposed, really turned me on. Then her lips would slide down over the prominent coronal ridge and continue down the shaft. This sight had me cranked up almost as much as what Jill was doing to me. Combined, the two experiences just kept more and more cum shooting from my prick. And Jill not only swallowed every drop but kept sucking even harder. Then she shoved a finger up my ass. Omigod!

I heard Jerry cry out and looked over to see his entire body convulsing as his orgasm hit like a ton of bricks. Sara’s head bobbed up and down frantically and then she pulled off and grabbed his dick. Sara loved to see the cum fly and fly it did. Jerry was a major cummer and she jacked his load all over her face and into her mouth.

While all this fantastic sucking was taking place, the girls were furiously scissoring their sopping wet cunts together and both appeared to experience mind-blowing orgasms.

Thankfully Jill let my cock slip out of her mouth and flop onto my thigh. Thankfully, because the after-orgasm sensation in my dick was incredibly intense. I looked down to see the last vestiges of cum drool from the tip. Jill licked up every drop and took the head of my cock in her mouth and very gently sucked it dry. Sara was doing the same to Jerry’s still erect prick. I was torn between being jealous or loving seeing my wife sucking another man’s dick.

The four of us lay there in post-orgasmic bliss. Unable to move. After a round of drinks and some recuperative time, Sara suggested that we do some good old fashioned fucking. Before the night was over I fucked Jill and Sara both and Jerry surprised as all by fucking Sara once and Jill twice. As Jerry climaxed into Jill the second time, he pulled out and ejaculated onto her stomach and tits as Sara and I watched in amazement. His dick was bright red, shiny with Jill’s juices, and still amazingly hard. And even though it was his third orgasm of the evening, it was just as powerful and voluminous as the first. As a special tribute to Jerry’s abilities, the three of us took turns sucking his cock clean of semen. I capped the evening off by getting down between Jill’s legs to suck her pussy clean of all her heavenly juices and breathe in the aroma of a freshly fucked pussy.

One of the things I really liked about jill was that in addition to loving to fuck, she really got off on cocks. Sara does too, but not to the extent that Jill does. For example, my penis is partially circumcised. By that I mean that a lot of excess skin is missing but I still have enough foreskin to cover most of the head. Any time Jill was getting down and dirty with my dick, she always wanted the foreskin pulled all the way back so she could focus on my dickhead. She also really got off on fondling and squeezing my nuts as well and licking and sucking them while she rolled my foreskin back and forth with one hand while thrusting a finger or two up my ass with the other. She would alternate massaging my dick with either her hand or mouth. She had a genuine clinical interest in my genital package. And she did the same with Jerry’s equipment. And she always let out a surprised squeal when the cum started shooting, even though she obviously knew it was coming.

In between the fucking, the two girls got each other off as their talented tongues worked over each other’s clits. Something new for Sara. But Jill appeared to be an old hand at muff-diving.

At the evening’s end, I felt really invigorated that I was able to experience some strange pussy and Jill’s extremely talented oral ministrations. It was great that my wife Sara was looking out for me and not just her own carnal desires.

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Sara Finds a New Way For Both of Us to Cum

By Spurtz

The Sara Series:
My Wife Sara is a Real Piece of Work
Watching Sara Service Another Man’s Cock
Sara Loves Giving Handjobs
Sara Jacks Off Six Guys

After the session with six guys, Sara couldn’t stop raving about how much fun it was to have six hard pricks to play with. Seven counting mine, although she never actually serviced me. She also went on and on about how great it felt to fuck the guy with the coke can sized cock. Of course every time she went on about his dick, it just made me feel more inadequate.

She insisted that we have threesomes with the guy, whose name is Nick, at least once a week because she loved the way his monster cock felt in her cunt. These weren’t really threesomes because there wasn’t anything I could do with the guy’s big cock. It was too big around to even get in my mouth. The “threesomes” really ended up with Sara fucking the shit out of the guy’s monster cock while I watched and jerked off.

Luckily she tired of the guy after a few weeks. He had zero personality and there was no way to carry on an intelligent conversation with him. Obviously dick size isn’t everything to a woman. So he more or less faded into the sunset. Of the other five guys, only one of them really appealed to her. That was #1, whose real name was Jerry. He was the guy with the curved dick who won the award for the hardest hard-on.

She contacted him and we had a few threesomes with him. Those were fun because I got to fully participate, plus Jerry liked to suck my cock as much as he liked to fuck my wife. And I liked to suck his dick which really was super hard. We all three enjoyed masturbating both cocks.

But all things run their course. Eventually Sara needed something new. “Honey,” she said, “I’m thinking about something else we can do that we’ve never done before.”

Oh, shit, I thought, what cockamamie idea has she come up with now? Probably something that will further humiliate me. Maybe she’ll want to fuck ten guys while I watch. “What’s your idea, babe?” I ventured.

“Let’s buy a strap-on so I can fuck your ass. What do you think? Most of the stuff we’ve done is for my benefit. So I think it’s time we came up with something for your benefit,” she replied.


Sara pegging, a new way to cum

My benefit? Where does she come up with this shit? If we were going to do something for my benefit, it would be three high school cheerleaders fighting to see who could take my cum load down their throat. My benefit is not having some rubber cock shoved up my ass. But I couldn’t tell her that.

“That would be different, for sure,” I replied. “But what fun is that for you?”

“Well, I like the idea of being totally in control. Having you has my boy toy. Plus some of those strap-ons have battery operated vibrators that will stimulate my clit while I am pumping your ass full of cock. C’mon, be a sport. Give it a try.”

“Ok, I’ll go along with it but don’t buy one that has a monster cock on it. I don’t want some giant dildo shoved up my ass,” I replied.

“Why don’t we go to the local porno shop and pick one out together,” she suggested.

So we did. The one she picked out did have a smaller than usual cock on it but it was still a good 6” long. I wasn’t too concerned about the length. It was the girth that scared me. We finally agreed on one that had a very realistic looking cock on it that was about 4” in circumference which was about 1.25” in diameter. She thought that was pretty small but it looked big to me. As we were examining it in front of the clerk at the sex shop, she said, “Honey, are you sure you can’t take something bigger than this? Don’t you want your ass to be really filled up like I do when Nick fucks me with that huge cock?”

The clerk’s jaw dropped and nearly hit the floor. I’m sure he never heard any woman talk so openly. My face was burning with shame from even admitting in front of a stranger that I wanted to be fucked in the ass. The device Sara was holding was a strapless version that had a u-shaped hook on the end that went up her vagina and stayed in place. Right where it pressed against her clit was vibrating pad. It was on sale for $36. I handed the guy a fifty and told him to keep the change so we could get the hell out of there.

Sara couldn’t wait to try it out when we got home. She put the batteries in it and liberally coated it with K-Y jelly. She had me lay on my back and spread my legs. Then she lubed up my asshole and inserted the thing inside her pussy. She got down between my legs and directed the head of the dildo right at my asshole. I had my knees pulled up giving her more access to the promised spot.

“Relax, babe,” Sara said, “I’ve read up on this and if you tense up, it will hurt much worse. If you totally relax it might hurt just a bit at first but once it’s up inside you and I start pumping away, you will love it.”

I hoped she knew what she was talking about and I tried to relax. I was a bit surprised that my dick was fully hard. Based on videos I’d seen, I assumed my hard-on would go away once she started fucking me. I never understood why some guys lost their erections while being fucked.

The dildo started to penetrate my asshole. I tried to totally relax my entire body as Sara kept pushing it in. The head slid past my sphincter and although there was a bit of pain, it was starting to feel pretty good. I could even feel some of the vibrations. As she began to pump away I was shocked at how good it felt. She had both hands on my thighs and pushed my legs back just like I did when I fucked her. I could feel the coronal ridge of the dildo rubbing on the inside of my ass and it felt fantastic. I had read that the anal canal was loaded with nerve endings which was why some women actually preferred to be ass-fucked. I hadn’t fucked Sara in the ass yet but her day was coming.

I looked down at my cock and unlike many of the gay videos I had seen, my prick was rock hard and throbbing with each thrust Sara was giving me. After a good ten minutes of steady fucking, I knew she had cum at least three or four times and now it was my turn. Without even touching my rigid cock, the semen started spurting out with amazing force. The first shot just made it to my chest but the second one blasted me right in the face. I opened my mouth to try to catch any subsequent streams and was lucky to get several into my mouth.

Sara kept right on pumping as my dick kept spurting. Finally I was done and when Sara realized my orgasm was over, she pulled the dildo out of my ass. She leaned in and kissed me and licked a lot of the semen off of my face.

“How was it babe?” she wanted to know. “It was great,” I gasped, “far better than I expected. Looked like it was good for you too.”

“It was. In fact, now I want you to fuck my ass so I can experience what you did.” I needed a bit of recuperative time but after about a half hour I was ready to give Sara her first ass fucking. We went through all the same lube procedures and soon I had her legs up over my shoulders and started to penetrate her ass with my erection. My dick was somewhat bigger than the dildo so I wasn’t sure how it would go. But Sara knew how to totally relax her sphincter and my cock amazingly slid in much easier than either of us expected. My dick felt really good in her ass and I wondered why we had never done this before. She said the same thing.

As I pumped away, she had orgasm after orgasm, and finally I could take no more and unloaded another major cum load, this time in her ass. As we lay there in post-orgasm glow we talked about how great the experience had been for both of us getting ass-fucked. We agreed that this had to become a regular part of our sex lives.

“Sweetie,” she said, “whose cock does that dildo remind you of?” I knew she was talking about Jerry although his prick had a bit more curve to it, but it was close. “How would you feel about having a real dick up your ass, assuming Jerry is up for it?”

I knew Jerry would have no problem shoving his dick up my rectum and I said so. She immediately called him on the phone and asked him if he would like to fuck me in the ass and also take my cock up his back door. He was all for it and I knew she would want to fuck both of us with her new strapless strap-on dildo.

Jerry’s cock was a bit bigger around than the dildo but surprisingly, I was super curious as to what that would feel like. And I couldn’t wait to find out.

So now we had something new to look forward to. I also wondered what other ideas Sara would dream up.

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Rare Pink Line

There are a few individuals among us who have the rare pink line. This is a degree of pinkness leading up from the anus between the ass cheeks. The pink skin is generally smoother, and perhaps less thick than the rest of the person’s skin. In some cases it is shiny. If you are one of these rare individuals, you should feel blessed.

We don’t know about sensitivity. Neither I, my sister, my wife, my sister’s husband, or anyone we’ve asked know whether the pink line might be slightly more sensitive, more erogenous, than the same area on all of us regular people.

I believe the woman who is playing with anal beads below illustrates the pink line nicely. Look above the inserted beads, and you’ll see the line leading up her crack.

The Pink Line of the Anus

Among those who have the pink line, it is usually less pronounced, like this woman:

Anal pink line

And of course most don’t have it at all, or it is so slight as to not really be a pink line at all:

Ass crack, no pink line

Men can have it too:

Even Black people can have the line, but in their case it will be pigmented:

Sometimes it’s hard to tell whether someone has the line:

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Recent Sex Toy Purchases

Here’s what people are buying from the link at the top of the screen

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What A Woman’s Orgasm Feels Like

On Quora, someone asked, “What does it feel like for a woman to have an orgasm?”

What follows is one woman’s answer:

It depends on the type of orgasm! Yes you read that right, women and guys are very different in the orgasm department. Guys just have one type, and typically they are one and done for a while. Meanwhile women have several types of orgasms that affect them differently and they can continue having orgasms over and over without a break.

I basically have 3 types of orgasms.

First is the Clitoral orgasm. This is the MAIN orgasm that most women experience!! It comes from, you guessed it, clitoral stimulation. This can be achieved during masturbation with fingers or any toys or random objects, getting fingered by someone, receiving oral sex, or even during missionary sex if the guy is angled right. Pretty much anything that rubs the clitoris in any way can cause a clitoral orgasm.

For me, this is an easy orgasm to achieve, and usually only takes me minutes or even under a minute. I am a horny person in general and typically always at least a little wet and ready to go so it happens quickly for me. I compare this to a man’s orgasm because it is so easy to achieve lmao. It feels like an intense contraction and spasm in my lower abdomen, pelvis, ass, vagina, and thighs. It’s like every muscle in that region contracts and releases in a pulsation-type motion that typically causes jerking movements in my hips and makes my toes curl. Needless to say, it feels AMAZING!

The downside is my vagina is superrrrr sensitive and almost ticklish after one of these orgasms. I can have orgasms like this over and over again but it’s like a pleasurable form of torture the more that I orgasm repeatedly this way. Also after orgasming once it typically makes the next orgasm come more easily. This produces a lot of wetness from my vagina, clear sticky sweet-tasting fluid. It is my most common orgasm that I have at least a couple of times daily.

Second is the vaginal orgasm. This happens less often than the clitoral orgasm because it is a bit harder to achieve and requires internal stimulation as opposed to external, as with the clitoral orgasm. This is mainly achieved through vaginal penetration, either by masturbation using fingers or inserting toys and objects, or through vaginal sex. I also often achieve this type of orgasm through anal sex and anal masturbation, likely because of the positioning and how the dick or toy thrusts the anal canal toward the vaginal canal.

Basically any type of vaginal or anal penetration can bring me to this type of orgasm. Like I said it is a little tougher to achieve because it takes a little longer than clitoral orgasms and the more stimulation the better the orgasm. Once achieved it makes each subsequent orgasm easier to achieve. This is felt mainly in the pelvic region, mostly the vagina. It is a very warm sensation with a slow and long contraction. It is like a very long and slow orgasm that can last for minutes if the stimulation continues. It’s a very relaxing type of orgasm that can make sex almost hypnotic when it occurs. This type of orgasm makes me wanna spread my legs eagle and just lay there and take whatever he has to throw at me. It makes sex incredibly pleasurable. It usually produces a different type of wetness from my vagina, a much thicker and creamier substance that tastes much stronger than the normal wetness and almost resembles the appearance of male cum.

Finally is the squirting orgasm. This is the most rare, but quite easy to obtain in you know what you’re doing. It is by far the most pleasurable so it’s well worth it. The key is being really turned on. Luckily for me being horny is my default so I find this orgasm easy to obtain in most instances. This is achieved similarly to the vaginal orgasm because it needs stimulation on the G-spot which is in the vagina. So I have been able to squirt by both vaginal and anal stimulation likely because of the positioning same as the vaginal orgasm. So any type of vaginal or anal penetration either by myself or someone else can get the job done, the key is stimulating that particular spot.

For me, I can achieve this orgasm in a couple of minutes, and most guys that try can do the same. Even guys who don’t try typically end up making me squirt because of how sensitive I am. The feeling of this type of orgasm resembles a clitoral orgasm, but on steroids!

The clitoral orgasm is more localized to that pelvic area, while the squirting orgasm is a full-body orgasm. Literally every part of my body from my head to my toes starts to shake uncontrollably, convulse, contract and relax rhythmically. It is soo strong that I lose the ability to control my own bodily functions and clear liquid comes pouring or shooting right out of my vagina from my urethra. All the while there is an incredible warmth and pleasure directly in the vagina. This normally lasts for up to 10–15 seconds but can linger for minutes. Also I find that once I squirt the first time it becomes easier for me to squirt and I do it more frequently. This is the most amazing orgasm a woman can experience and I try to at least give myself one daily!

So hopefully you have a better understanding of the female orgasms after reading this!

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Whisking

Use a Whisk for Sexual Purposes

As you probably know, a whisk is a kitchen gadget used for mixing. As sex toys, they may be quite interesting. There are many accounts of women enjoying the pleasure of opening their vaginas with whisks. One can even find pictures on the internet of women, and I assume men, putting whisks into their anuses.

I suppose one has to be careful to avoid pinching where the blades of the whisk cross.

A person doesn’t necessarily have to press the whisk into themselves. I’ll bet just running the blades lightly over a vulva, scrotum, or along the ass crack may be quite erotic.

Does anyone know of something like a whisk that could be pressed into a peehole? Along the same lines, notice the end of the whisk handles. I’ll bet some are just the right size and shape for urethral stimulation. Like all urethral play, everything must be sterile and have smooth edges since the urethra is quite prone to tearing and infections.

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Trunk Full of Toys

I enjoy seeing other people have orgasms as much as i enjoy having orgasms. Maybe I’m kind of on the Asperger’s scale or something, but I’m not interested in real relationships, at least not at this time. Instead, I really enjoy doing masturbatory things with people, All sorts of people. You don’t have to be fat or thin, young or old, black or white, or even male or female to suit me. You just have to want to play orgasmically.

To that end, I have taken to carrying a dozen sex toys in the trunk of my car. I’ll meet someone at a PTA meeting, a car show, a pizza place or whatever.

[In response to a question]

What? No, I don’t go to bars. Bar hopping is for idiots.

So, here’s an example of how it works for me. I get to talking with a stranger. I maneuver the conversation into ever more intimate details. Finally, I find a place where I can admit something makes me horny. Then I admit to being so horny that I masturbate – a lot.

Almost every time, the person I’m speaking with, typically after a moment’s hesitation, admits that they masturbate a lot also. Then I’ll ask whether they’ve ever tried – whatever my current interest is. For instance, have they ever tried electro-stimulation?

When they say no, I say something like, “Geez, I happen to have one in my car. Would you like to try it out?”

90% of the time they eagerly agree. Maybe eight percent of the time, they say something like, “Um, well, maybe another time.” Sometimes I can talk them into it, but generally, I don’t. For some reason, there’s a group of people who are just too shy, but really want to, if only they’d let themselves. But trying to get them to turn around on the spot is difficult. On the other hand, if I see them again, which is common, they sheepishly bring up the topic, and sure enough, we end up naked and playing together.

Maybe two percent of the time, they get all shocked and crazy, excusing themselves from the conversation right away. That used to bother me. I felt terribly embarrassed. But now, I just feel sorry for them, and move on to the next person.

The biggest problem is time and place. Quite often they’re all for it. I can tell they’d have no problem getting naked and playing with me, but there’s a time constraint, or we have no place to do it. A couple of times I’ve rented a hotel room for an afternoon of play, and while that’s nice, it gets expensive.

One of the strangest was a thin, young, blond woman who wanted to try a skinny dildo. She claimed, and I believe her, that she had never had anything stuck in her ass. She was beautiful, and I was hard right from the start. I felt proud waving my erection around in front of her – as I usually do. I started by gently running my finger around her asshole, but not in it. Then, ever so slowly, I slipped my oiled finger in. She had an orgasm right away, and I hadn’t even touched her vagina. I thought she might be done. Because as you know, some women, like most men, are finished right after their first orgasm. But others are like the Energizer bunny. She was one of those. She wanted the finger in deeper and deeper. Then she wanted two fingers. Then the dildo. During the process, she came a dozen times. I wanted to finger her pussy too, but every time I tried, she pushed me away. She was in such anal bliss, well… I can’t even describe it. Yes, after she was done, she eagerly stuck the dildo in my butt, started to stroke my cock, and I have to admit, I came too quickly with a very strong orgasm.

There was an older fellow with a penis that had a strong upward curve. It really presented the frenulum area, so I made it a point to press a little vibrator against his frenulum. I could see by his muscle tension and everything that he was approaching ejaculation quickly, so at the last moment, I pulled the vibrator away. He came, but only a few drops. I applied the vibrator again, and after a minute, he came a couple more drops. On the fourth time, he went over the top, cumming long and hard, his cum flowing across his belly. We talked about it, and he told me that was the first time in his life he ever came more than once.