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            <title type="text">Guide: Everything you need to know about sex stories</title>
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                                            Discover the world of sex stories! Learn how to write, read and enjoy erotic stories. Get inspiration and tips for your own erotic stories at Steeltoyz.
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                 Sex stories are an exciting way to live out your fantasies and explore new sexual adventures - with no boundaries. Whether you want to write erotic stories yourself or are simply looking for inspiring tales, this guide will give you valuable tips and insights into the world of sex stories. 
 1. Why sex stories are so popular 
 Sex stories are very popular because they allow you to slip into other roles and experience erotic scenarios in a safe and controlled environment. They provide a platform for fantasies that may not be lived out in real life and are therefore an important source of sexual inspiration and fulfillment for many people. 
 2. The different types of sex stories 
 There are a variety of sex stories that cater to different preferences and interests. Here are some of the most popular categories: 
 
  Romantic narratives:  These stories focus on the emotional connection between the characters and combine romance with sensual experiences. 
  Explicit fantasies:  These stories focus on detailed descriptions of sexual acts and are intended for readers who want to delve deeply into physical aspects. 
  BDSM and fetish stories:  These tales explore the world of BDSM and various fetishes, often with a focus on power dynamics and specific preferences. 
  Adventure and role play:  These are stories in which the characters experience unusual or imaginative scenarios, such as role-playing games or sexual adventures in exotic locations. 
  LGBTQ+ stories:  These stories are aimed at the LGBTQ+ community and include a wide range of stories that deal with same-sex love and sexuality. 
 
 3. Tips for writing your own sex stories 
 If you want to write a sex story yourself, the following tips can help you create a gripping and arousing narrative: 
 
  Let your imagination run wild:  there are no limits when it comes to sex stories. Allow yourself to explore unusual or forbidden fantasies. 
  Develop interesting characters:  Good stories live from their characters. Make sure your characters seem authentic and have a certain depth. 
  Use all the senses:  Descriptions that refer to all five senses can make the story more vivid and sensual. Think about smells, sounds and touch. 
  Build suspense:  A good sex story shouldn&#039;t reveal everything at once. Build up suspense and lead your readers step by step to the climax. 
  Be respectful:  Even if it&#039;s a fantasy, you should always make sure that the characters&#039; actions are consensual and treated with respect. 
 
 4. Where you can find good sex stories 
 There are numerous platforms on the internet where you can read sex stories and share them with others. Some of the best-known sites are 
 
  Erotic communities:  forums and community sites offer a wide range of stories written by members. You can also get feedback on your own stories here. 
  Online libraries:  There are specialized websites that offer an extensive collection of sex stories. These are often sorted by category so that you can easily find the right stories for you. 
  E-books and audiobooks:  If you prefer to read or listen offline, you can find a large selection of erotic stories in the popular e-book stores and audiobook platforms. 
 
 5. Conclusion 
 Sex stories are a wonderful way to explore your own sexuality and discover new fantasies. Whether you read them or write them yourself, they can enrich your love life and show you new perspectives. Be inspired by the variety of stories and immerse yourself in the fascinating world of erotic stories. 
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                            <updated>2024-09-01T08:00:00+02:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Guide: Everything you need to know about erotic stories</title>
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                                            Immerse yourself in the world of erotic stories. Learn how to write, read and enjoy erotic stories. Get tips and inspiration for sensual adventures.
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                 Erotic stories offer a wonderful opportunity to live out fantasies, discover new erotic worlds and explore your own sexuality in a playful way. Whether you want to write stories yourself or are looking for inspiring tales, this guide will give you valuable insights into the world of erotic literature. 
 1. Why erotic stories are so appealing 
 Erotic stories have a long tradition and have fascinated people since time immemorial. They allow you to immerse yourself in a world of fantasy where anything is possible. These stories offer a safe space to live out secret desires and dreams without overstepping real boundaries. They can also enrich your love life by providing new ideas and stimulation. 
 2. The different types of erotic stories 
 Erotic stories are as varied as the fantasies they describe. Here are some of the most popular categories: 
 
  Romantic erotica:  Stories that focus on emotional connection and the romantic aspects of love, paired with sensual moments. 
  Explicit Narratives:  These stories focus on detailed and explicit descriptions of sexual acts and scenarios. 
  Fetish and BDSM stories:  These narratives explore specific preferences and fetishes, often linked to themes of dominance and submission. 
  Adventure and fantasy:  These are stories set in unusual settings, whether in the past, future or fantasy worlds. 
  LGBTQ+ erotica:  These stories are aimed at the LGBTQ+ community and reflect the diversity of sexual orientations and identities. 
 
 3. Tips for writing your own erotic stories 
 If you want to write your own erotic stories, these tips will help you write captivating and sensual narratives: 
 
  Go for vivid characters:  Interesting and authentic characters make a story really exciting. Give your characters depth and personality. 
  Build up suspense:  A good erotic story takes its time to build up the tension slowly. Let the plot develop before you get to the climax. 
  Use sensual descriptions:  The senses play a big role in erotic stories. Describe smells, sounds, touches and tastes to bring the atmosphere to life. 
  Explore different perspectives:  Tell your story from different points of view to give readers a comprehensive and multi-layered experience. 
  Be creative and experiment:  There are no hard and fast rules when writing erotic stories. Allow yourself to experiment with different styles and narrative techniques. 
 
 4. Where you can read erotic stories 
 There are many places where you can read and enjoy erotic stories. Here are some recommendations: 
 
  Online platforms:  There are numerous websites that offer erotic stories. Many of them are free and offer a wide range of categories and topics. 
  Community forums:  In special forums, members share their own stories and exchange experiences. You can also get feedback on your own stories here. 
  E-books and print media:  Erotic literature is also widely available in book form. You can find a variety of e-books and print books focusing on erotic themes in online stores. 
  Audiobooks:  If you prefer listening to reading, erotic audiobooks offer a sensual alternative. These are often professionally produced and can enhance the atmosphere of a story. 
 
 5. Conclusion 
 Erotic stories are a fascinating way to inspire your imagination and explore new erotic horizons. Whether you read them or write them yourself, they can help you discover and enjoy your sexuality in a new way. Be inspired by the variety of stories and immerse yourself in the world of sensual literature. 
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                            <updated>2022-11-01T08:00:00+01:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Blowjob History: The birthday Blowjob</title>
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                                            Men, I&#039;m sure you&#039;ve already heard one or two sex stories, maybe even various Blowjob stories. But rest assured that this experience report will expand your previous knowledge about oral sex. My boyfriend&#039;s birthday was coming up. Anyone who has had anything to do with men kno...
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                 A striptease as a foretaste 
 What could turn a man on better than an erotic dance? I placed a chair in the middle of the room and let him take a seat. To the sounds of the music, I put one knee between his legs, making the first body contact. I brought my bust very close to his face so that he could pull down the zipper of my top with his mouth. 
 I wore the red bra set he was so into and let him enjoy the sight. His hands landed on my ass and I gyrated my ass a few times for him. After that, I turned around and bent forward so he could undo the clasp of the miniskirt as well. I let him take off the garment for me. 
 Since I was wearing the matching red thong, I knew he was bound to start secretly drooling at the sight behind me.  Now it was my turn to unwrap my gift. Slowly I unfastened every single button of his shirt so that I could tear off the garment a short time later. 
 Now it was his pants&#039; turn. The belt was quickly opened and removed. The button I opened with my fingers, for the zipper I also used my mouth. This had the result that under his pants was already a huge bulge to see. I quickly pulled down the last piece of clothing and let him help me out of my underwear. 
 The Blowjob of his life 
 I took two steps backwards and told him to follow me. Of course, he immediately complied with the request. I led him into the bedroom and pointed to the bed. He willingly lay down and I began to cover his chest with kisses. Very slowly I worked my way down. 
 When he realized where the journey was going, he let out a satisfied grunt. Despite everything, I had to grin. My sweetheart was already unable to speak.  Finally, I arrived at his groin. 
 His cock stood bulging upwards and pulsated with horniness. A really delicious sight, but I still wanted to let him wriggle a bit. I covered the insides of his thighs with kisses and then devoted myself to his testicles. Gently I took one egg after the other in my mouth and began to suck. 
 From a little further up I heard sounds of deepest approval.  Now it was time to give him what we both wanted so much. I enclosed his member with my lips and tasted his glans with my tongue. I went deeper so that I could take more of his penis into my mouth. The tip of my tongue circled his glans. 
 Spurred on by his moans, I began to blow his cock like crazy. I always paid attention to his breathing and adjusted my speed accordingly. After all, I didn&#039;t want him to come before I planned it. 
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 A tingling finish 
 I had to force myself to release his tasty cock. For comfort, I placed a hand around it, moving it gently up and down. With my free hand, I fumbled for the champagne glass I had provided and took a deep sip. 
 The alcohol immediately landed in my blood and revved up my circulation even more. I kept the second sip of the pleasantly tingling liquid in my mouth. Finally, my lips were allowed to close around his best piece again. Now he was allowed to enjoy the caresses of my tongue, while the tingling drink tickled on his glans.   His breath was coming in jerks and he was sweating all over. He was seconds away from cuming. Should I take it all in my mouth, or rather let him come in my face? He would like both. I didn&#039;t need to ask him, since he couldn&#039;t have given an intelligible answer at that moment anyway. 
 So I simply increased the pressure of my tongue and gently inserted my teeth. Already his thick sperm shot into my mouth and mixed with the champagne. The combination made for a decidedly interesting flavor, which I gladly swallowed.  Satisfied, he looked at me gratefully. Smiling, I leaned down to him, my fingers stroking his cock as if at random.  &quot;Would you like some more?&quot; 
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                            <updated>2022-03-18T08:00:00+01:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Anal sex stories: Submissive mare ridden in first anal sex</title>
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                                            Warm up for a horny evening The bed was covered with fresh black sheets, everywhere in the room were candles distributed, which wrapped the room in a pleasant light. The lubricating money lay directly to the massage oil tangible on the bedside cabinet, right next to the crop a...
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                 Tonight it should happen. My little slave had already completed most of her training and I was satisfied with her. Now the submissive slut was to become a submissive threesome mare. She still had no idea that I had planned her first anal sex for tonight. But that should change very soon. 
 Warm up for a horny evening 
 The bed was covered with fresh black sheets, candles were spread all over the room, enveloping the room in a pleasant light. The lube money lay right next to the massage oil within reach on the nightstand, right next to the crop and paddle.  My slave was waiting outside. As ordered, she wore a black miniskirt, high heels and a white blouse. She was also wearing the collar engraved with my name. 
   I checked again to make sure I had thought of everything. There was nothing more embarrassing than having to jump up during a session. All the candles were far enough away from the furniture and anchored in solid stands so that no fire could break out. The shutters were closed and the bed was freshly made. The toys were ready and my music streaming service was on endless loop. Everything was perfect. I lay down on the bed, got myself into an upright position and called for my slave. 
   Immediately the door was opened and my servant entered the room. Somewhat uncertainly, she remained standing in front of the bed, waiting for further instructions.  As always, I took my time at this point to look at her. My little girl was already a hammer woman, there was no other way to put it. In her early twenties, all the proportions of her body sat exactly where they should. 
 Everything in sufficient quantities and in such a way that guys regularly turned around after her. Sure, these guys saw her long brown hair and hazel eyes and were instantly smitten. If they could also see what I was regularly even allowed to touch, they would have been completely out of their minds. 
 My slave had dream dimensions and a flawless body. She was fully shaved, her body always creamed. At the sight I noticed the growing swelling in my pants.  She nervously stepped from one foot to the other. It was time to be active. I ordered her to turn on the music and strip for me. 
 My slave nodded and did as instructed. Shortly after, provocative music sounded in the bedroom.  She began to sway to the beat, making eye contact with me. At first it seemed a bit wooden, but over time she got better and better into the rhythm. 
 The erotic dance was one of the first things I had her perfect in her slave training. She skillfully swayed her hips while she slowly fiddled with her blouse, opening one button after another. Finally I could see her tits. The nipples were already erect, she was at least as horny as I was. Swinging, she turned around and bent forward. Her ass right in front of my eyes she pulled down her skirt. At the sight I licked my lips. If only she knew what I had in mind for today with this magnificent ass ... 
 Horny anal sex must be well prepared 
 I rose, went to her and stroked one finger over her cheek.  &quot;Lie down. Face down and stick your ass out.&quot;  Again I stole a moment to enjoy this magnificent sight. Emphatically slowly, I paced around the bed until I could reach her mop of hair with one hand. 
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 For a while I tickled the back of her head, which she acknowledged with a contented purr. Finally, I let my hand wander downward. Making my way down her back, I used my fingernails until I got to the soft flesh of her ass. 
 While I took a firm grip on one butt cheek, I gave the others light strokes. My slave girl moaned. She especially liked this kind of treatment. I continued the treatment with the light strokes until she was fully heated. A grip between her legs showed me that she was not only wet, but she was leaking. 
 For a moment I let go of her and took the crop. But before I struck, she should still wriggle a little. Therefore, I stroked her thighs with the toy first, until she begged me to finally hit her again. The crop was only used briefly, as I generally prefer the paddle. But even this toy I used today only very moderately. I still had further plans. 
 First anal sex for my mare 
 &quot;There you go, sweetie.&quot; I gave her a slap on the butt. &quot;Now you&#039;re going to have sex for the first time anal.&quot;  She tensed up briefly at the word, but relaxed again right after. &quot;Yes, sir.&quot;  I opened the tube of lube and lubricated the fingers of my right hand. After two more pats, I penetrated her with my pinky finger anal. Nice and slow I moved the finger back and forth. Her ass was still virgin, so a good stretch was very important. 
   &quot;Are you all right?&quot;  &quot;Yes, sir.&quot;  &quot;What&#039;s your safeword?&quot;  &quot;Mayday, Lord.&quot; 
   Good. So my slave knew how to stop the game. It was time for a second finger. This time I let my fingers circle inside her as best I could. I heard a relieved moan as I pulled my fingers out again. But I didn&#039;t want to give my slave any time to recover. I was already much too horny for that. With three fingers I penetrated anal her and let my hand push back and forth. Her moans grew louder until they finally turned into cries of pleasure. 
   &quot;That was three fingers,&quot; I explained to her, &quot;so about the same thickness as my cock. You know what I want to hear now?&quot;  Her head went up. &quot;Fuck me!&quot; 
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                            <updated>2022-03-16T10:00:00+01:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Sex stories: Tested in handcuffs</title>
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                                            Soon it should be so far. Jasmin&#039;s wedding was imminent. Only a few more days she could enjoy her life in &quot;freedom&quot; Not that her husband was a tyrant who locked her up or anything like that, but being married is still something else than just living in a partnership. Carol, Ja...
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                 Soon it should be so far. Jasmin&#039;s wedding was imminent. Only a few more days she could enjoy her life in &quot;freedom&quot;. Not that her husband was a tyrant who locked her up or anything like that, but being married is still something else than just living in a partnership. 
 Carol, Jasmin&#039;s maid of honor had been secretly planning a bachelorette party for weeks. Tonight, the planned fun was to get underway.     Carol and five other girls picked Jasmin up Wednesday night. It was the night Dennis, the groom, always went bowling. So the girls had the perfect opportunity to kidnap Jasmin and give her the evening of her life. It started off slow and civilized, with a nice dinner in a real luxury restaurant. 
 Immediately afterwards it was a little hotter, because there was a visit to an erotic store. Jasmin should choose great lingerie for the wedding night. She decided on a red suspender shirt made of transparent floral lace. Dennis would definitely expect white innocent lingerie under the wedding dress. Well, he will be very surprised. 
 Alcohol and a horny party 
   After the shopping trip to the lingerie store, we went on to a small smoky bar. It was nothing special and should be used just to get drunk. After the girls had a slight buzz from the alcohol, they moved out of the pub to go to an exclusive club. 
 Here there were parties of a special kind. Jasmin didn&#039;t know that, but her maid of honor and friends did. They dragged Jasmin to the ladies&#039; room, where they quickly changed the young woman. Instead of a cute summer dress, Jasmin was now in a skin-tight black  latex dress . 
 She had something feline in this outfit and became an eye-catcher for every man. The aim of the whole thing was to show the male world what a hottie would now soon be off the market. Jasmin and her girls didn&#039;t have to pay for a drink that night. 
 All the men invited the ladies and gave them an entertaining evening.   At 10 p.m. the great dance music was turned off and completely different sounds were heard. Melodic, ravishing, erotic! On three tables hot guys stood at once and moved rhythmically, as it was hard to believe. 
 Also on the table at which Jasmin sat, a young man danced. His muscles were clearly visible under his tight-fitting shirt. It was difficult for Jasmin not to touch the body. She felt hot and dizzy. This guy was driving her crazy. A steely bodysuit, ash blond hair styled into a tousled hairstyle and steel blue eyes. 
 A smile that made Jasmine&#039;s heart stop. She would marry on the weekend and got so beside herself with a strange man! Was that allowed? Jasmine did not forget how much she loved her future husband, but she still took the chance to grab. 
 She stood up, jumped to the man on the table and sexily danced around his body. She touched the muscles and poof, the man started to undress. It was a stripper, which somehow reassured Jasmin, because that kind of thing was part of a bachelorette party. She was a loyal soul and left it at a stimulating dance, with undressing the stripper. 
 He whispered in her ear that she could have him whole after the show. Jasmine found it stimulating, got hot cheeks and a wet crotch. Still, she could resist. 
 Test passed - marriage allowed 
 One of the women drank only non-alcoholic drinks the whole evening to be able to take Jasmin and the other girls home. But shortly before Jasmin could be dropped off at home, the ladies were stopped by the police. A deep, harsh-sounding voice demanded their driver&#039;s licenses and vehicle registration papers. 
 Afterwards, all the women were to get out of the car. A complete check was carried out. Jasmin was patted down very thoroughly and by a male police officer. This was not allowed and Jasmin immediately began to protest and refuse the police officer. 
 However, the latter did not allow any protest. He had pulled his police cap deep into his face, so that Jasmin could not see much of the man. Then he turned her around so that she was standing with her back to him. She felt his strong hands running along her body. 
 He touched her in places where he should not. Didn&#039;t her friends see this? Why didn&#039;t anyone help her? Jasmine began to tremble. Why only? She didn&#039;t really know herself. She was not cold, she was not disgusted. Oh dear, she felt turned on by the touch! 
 How could such a thing be? She was happily married and had everything she wanted. Yet the touches felt so damn familiar to her. She told the policeman to stop. She&#039;s as good as married. The cop made her a seductive offer, since she wasn&#039;t married yet. 
 But, as with the stripper, she refused that offer as well. Then she heard handcuffs clicking. They were  Clejuso  heavy handcuffs made of solid metal. She knew this model. She had such ones at home, too! The man turned Jasmine around. He took off his police cap and exposed his face. 
 [Emotion emotion_id=&quot;396&quot; ] 
 It was Dennis, Jasmin&#039;s soon-to-be husband. The whole bachelorette party turned out to be a big test. Jasmin&#039;s fidelity was going to be tested. She had passed the test.     The girls left, leaving Jasmin and Dennis alone. The police car drove away. It belonged to Fabian, a friend of Dennis, who was actually a policeman. The handcuffs were private property of Jasmin and Dennis. 
 He didn&#039;t take them from her either, but pulled her into a dark alley where he seduced her in handcuffs. He showed her all his manhood, took her as he wanted and still asked her exactly the protection she always wanted. 
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                            <updated>2021-06-01T10:00:00+02:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Sex Stories: The stranger on the farm</title>
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                                            At just 28 years old, I became a widow. My husband died of a rare disease, leaving me with nothing but a small, neglected farm. Two years of mourning passed until I and my farm blossomed into new life. A life full of passion and eroticism.
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                 At just 28 years old, I became a widow. My husband died of a rare disease, leaving me with nothing but a small, neglected farm. Two years of mourning passed until I and my farm blossomed into new life. A life full of passion and eroticism. 
 &quot;Hello, are you Louise?&quot; the strange rider asked from a distance as he rode toward my farm. I had to squint my eyes to see anything at all against the sun. Instead of answering his question, I asked who he was. He rode up to within a few feet of me and swung his wiry body elegantly off the beautiful bay horse. 
 The man smiled kindly and introduced himself to me by the name Nick. He took off his cowboy hat as politeness demanded. Now he stood before me. Tall, athletic, smiling with tousled blond hair. There was sandy dust on his face and clothes, as if he had been on an incredibly long ride. 
   &quot;I&#039;m passing through and looking for work. Not for money, just a place to sleep and something to eat. I was told in town that you might need some help out here. And you&#039;re a good cook, too, I&#039;m told.&quot; His deep raspy voice caused something in me that I couldn&#039;t interpret. But there was no way I was going to send Nick away. 
 The townspeople were right, I could do with someone who could tackle. And I could cook like a star chef in a posh restaurant. Only a little more hearty and filling. I wiped a few strands of hair from my face and asked him to come to my house. There he could drink something and freshen up. Gratefully he accepted, just left his horse and followed me. 
 Unusual attraction 
 Before touching anything in the house, he insisted on freshening up. He was aware that he seemed more than a little dusted. For the moment, the sink in the kitchen was enough for him. The bathroom couldn&#039;t be used at all at the moment, either, since nothing was hooked up except the toilet. Nick stood with his back to me and took off his shirt. Countless muscles stood out on his back. 
 I couldn&#039;t take my eyes off him and followed his every move with curious eyes. He turned around so suddenly that I was downright startled. Nick couldn&#039;t help grinning and then asked for some iced tea.   Together we discussed my living situation. From second to second I felt more and more this unusual attraction. The air between us seemed to really crackle. 
 We agreed that he could stay and work for me. I could not give him any money, but I had a large field and a large garden. So I had enough crops to provide food. I also owned cattle for slaughter. Now that a man was on the farm, this would probably also be slaughtered. I myself couldn&#039;t bring myself to do it and fed the cattle through instead of eating them.     We took his horse to the barn and fed it. It was at least as hungry as Nick. At least Nick looked very hungry. However, he really didn&#039;t want to eat anything, he just wanted me. He had been alone for a long time and had ridden a lot in solitude. Now he wanted to be ridden! The box next to the horse was free and full of fresh straw. 
 Neither of us could have gotten a better offer. I wasn&#039;t wearing nice underwear, so I hastily removed my panties, lifted the skirt part of my dress, and almost immediately sat down on his already waiting, taut member. When I took my place, a pleasant moan escaped from him. 
 He had trouble restraining himself from coming immediately. I moved as slowly as possible, pausing now and then to let him enjoy. He should not cum immediately, but enjoy the warmth and moisture of my pussy. 
 Seduction in hot lingerie 
 Our next sexual encounter was to take place with far less fabric on my body. I wanted to feel him properly. Wanted Nick to touch me all over. He insisted on still sleeping in the barn even after several days. It was not proper to sleep with a widowed lady in the house. The fact that we slept together whenever the opportunity arose made no difference to him. He slept with his horse!    To lure him into the house one night after all, I put on my kimono top. A very short, black kimono. Finest silk, in front completely opaque. In the back, however, made of delicate lace. I pretended to give the horse a few more carrots. I bent extra low and showed myself to Nick from behind. Leaving the barn, I gave him my seductive look. 
 I disappeared back into the house and retreated to my bedroom, which I had already bathed in soft candlelight.   It took less than two minutes for Nick to enter my bedroom. His body seemed downright steely as he stood before me. I asked him to come to my bed and he followed my request. 
 He lay down next to me and began to explore my whole body with almost trembling fingers. He stroked, he paused, he pinched and explored every millimeter of me. &quot;You are beautiful,&quot; he said, kissing my breasts. He spread delicate little kisses on my breasts let his tongue glide over my nipples, soon covering me with his whole body. 
 I felt Nick everywhere. His muscles, his penis and in addition this masculine scent that seemed to emanate from his horniness alone.   I enjoyed this moment, with the thought in my mind to put my body in my garter corsage of two-tone lace for him next time. 
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            <title type="text">Sex stories: Vibrations of passion</title>
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                                            I have always been a very open-minded woman who likes to meet new people. I have never had any problems approaching others Nevertheless, there was until recently something where I was actually shy, reserved and downright shy. Fortunately, this also came to an abrupt end. But I...
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                 I have always been a very open-minded woman who likes to meet new people. I have never had any problems approaching others. Nevertheless, there was until recently something where I was actually shy, reserved and downright shy. Fortunately, this also came to an abrupt end. But I&#039;d best start from the beginning.    For three years I have not had a man by my side. I fled after 13 years from a stalled relationship. No sex for years, no passion, no love. So at some point I preferred being alone. But there was no sex for me even after the relationship ended, because I was simply not ready for a new relationship. 
 Sex without love? For me, that&#039;s out of the question. In addition, I am very reserved when it comes to sex. Or rather I was! That was exactly my problem. My great shyness during sex. I never dared to come out of myself. I could never really let myself go. 
 Maybe that was because I had only ever had the one man who just rammed like a rabbit. I never got to try out anything. Recently, however, this finally changed when Dennis came into my life. A man I will never let go. 
 Looks become deeds 
 I was sitting, like almost every weekend with my friends in our regular bar. Most of the time, it&#039;s always the same faces you see there. But on a beautiful spring weekend, a real beau entered the bar. He was tall, athletic, had insanely alert eyes and a particularly warm smile. 
 His hair was steel gray, though he appeared to be only in his mid-thirties. Well groomed clothes and an ass in his pants you wouldn&#039;t soon forget. At least that&#039;s how I felt after that night. He sat at the bar, we sat at the round table. I sat so that I could watch him the whole time.    Already after the first accidental glance he turned slightly to the side, so that he could also see me better. The later the evening got, the more intense our glances became. I would never have thought it possible to get to know each other like that. Just by exchanging glances, we seemed to know each other well. Mutually we undressed then already practically with the looks. When the bar closed, we turned looks into actions.    I didn&#039;t have far to go home and simply took the beau with me. He was so beautiful, one could have thought he was gay. But he was not! He proved that by his hard penis, which became more and more obvious in his gray jeans. We had exchanged a maximum of twenty words in all that time and already ended up in my bed. 
 He kissed my whole body, greedily, ecstatically and I did not know what happened to me, he was already kissing me to orgasm. He smiled mischievously and then just kept going. Kisses, touches and then a super deep plunge into my overly wet vagina! As he entered me, all I could do was groan, close my eyes and enjoy. I never made noises during sex before. 
 With Dennis, however, this could not be avoided. I was ashamed of it, but he gave me to understand that this just made him even hornier. Incidentally, it was only after the night we spent together and four orgasms later that I learned that the attractive guy&#039;s name was Dennis. 
 Discovering the world with toys 
 After the unexpected and incredibly good night, I met Dennis again after only two days. It had somehow totally crackled between us. I was blown away from the first moment, otherwise I would never have taken the guy home with me. As it seems, I had the great luck that it did not happen differently to him.    On our third date, we actually didn&#039;t have sex for once, but talked and got to know each other a bit. We already knew our bodies, but did it fit character-wise? Oh yes, it fits! As already mentioned, I like to approach people and have no problems getting to know them. 
 Dennis and I found a lot to talk about and things in common. Of course, it didn&#039;t escape him that I am reserved during sex and can&#039;t quite come out of my shell. He promised me that would change soon.   We went shopping. 
 But not clothes, shoes or jewelry, but toys! He asked me to just go for it. I wasn&#039;t comfortable with it, but I couldn&#039;t deny this man a wish. He decided to buy a little something vibrating. We only bought two toys at first to see if it was something I liked. 
 [Emotion emotion_id=&quot;428&quot; ]  The pink pearl vibrator with 7 vibrations got me into exstasy super fast. Never would I have thought that something artificial could do such a thing in me. The vibrations could be changed again and again. There was always a new rhythm and new waves of power from the vibrations. I literally screamed when I climaxed through this vibrator. This toy we found to be very good.   However, I was not allowed to rest after this mega orgasm. There was still a second sex toy that wanted to test its vibrations on me. This time I should experience a pure clitoral orgasm. This I experienced by Dennis spoiled me with the massage wand PalmPower Massager. 
 It began with a relaxed massage on the back, down to the buttocks and thighs. Vibrating the inner thighs with it already brought me back into sexual heat. I turned onto my back, spread my legs and lay demanding posing in front of Dennis and the massage wand. He guided it to my center, as requested, and let the vibrations run free, just as I gave free rein to my movements, my breathing and my moans.    When I could not for the life of me endure any more, I took the toy away from Dennis and began to pamper him with the massage wand. Why should only women have pleasure with it! Dennis also learned to love the toy very quickly.   Today we go shopping again. ... 
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            <title type="text">Sex stories: Sex in the wilderness</title>
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                                            She&#039;s famous, so I won&#039;t name her here, but the lady I chauffeured last year had legs I couldn&#039;t resist. Long, defined and in black nylons, the pretty woman stretched one of her legs from the back seat through to the front, to the center console of my Audi
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                 I am a middle-aged man with a relatively normal job. I am a transporter and chauffeur. Sometimes I drive things from point A to point B that I don&#039;t know what it is. Often I drive ladies out of the country that I don&#039;t know if they will ever return. 
 I don&#039;t care either, to me it&#039;s just a job with little talking. Am I a criminal? Well, I don&#039;t know, but I tell myself I&#039;m not. I&#039;m just a chauffeur. And sometimes I have a little adventure or two along the way. 
 Sexy legs that I can&#039;t resist 
 She&#039;s famous, so I won&#039;t name her here, but the lady I chauffeured last year had legs I couldn&#039;t resist. Long, defined and wearing black nylons, the pretty woman stretched one of her legs from the back seat through to the front, to the center console of my Audi. She had to stretch out, she justified her actions. 
 The drive had lasted 3.5 hours by now, I could understand her well. I offered her to take a break. We were already somewhere in the middle of nowhere. All around there was only forest, wilderness and a country road, which was only used by us. I had to deliver the woman at her destination on time, but what was a 20 minute break? So I could have a closer look at the pretty thing.   Tall, slender and rather scantily clad, she now stood next to my car and stretched out her tired body. From top to bottom I examined her, devoured her with my looks, which of course did not escape her. She was the wife of a highly respected man. It was deathly brave of me to look at her like that. But she obviously liked it. She asked if I had ever had sex in the wilderness. 
 Legs from heaven and back entwine around me 
 I actually had to answer her with a no. My sex life had been lying fallow for a long time and what I could previously call sex ... Well, it was simple flower sex, with always only one and the same woman in always the same marriage bed. My wife had been my ex-wife for seven years by now. I was a free bird and yet I never got my turn. 
 And that, although I am a really tight guy, muscles, without even a gram of fat in between. Striking, masculine face, full head of hair and eyes that make hearts beat faster. And quite frankly, what I have in my pants can never be overlooked.   Now the rich lady gently pushed me to the floor and sat on me. She took off my jacket and unbuttoned my shirt. Her fingernails ran scratchily over my bare chest. I reached out, pulling her towards me to get at her nice smelling neck. It tasted of expensive perfume and I loved it. I stood up with her in my arms, pushed her against a tree and told her I was going to fuck her real good now. 
 She laughed and told me to prove what I was made of. And I did! Her panties were quickly pushed aside, my pants down just as quickly. Without hesitating gentleness I penetrated deep into her, so that a pleasant sigh escaped her. Her nylon stockinged legs embraced my hips. Only I and the tree held the woman upright. Those legs ... they were driving me crazy. To make sure I didn&#039;t come too soon, I desperately needed to think of something. 
   
 Handcuffs are never wrong 
 Actually completely unnecessary, since I&#039;m just a chauffeur, but still I always have handcuffs with me. Now these proved to be particularly practical. I pushed the lady away from me and turned her around swinging. She looked at the tree, slightly startled, as I cuffed her hands around it. Never in her life would she have expected my handcuffs. 
 Now I could see her from behind and take her powerfully. No legs that embraced me, just me and her horny butt!   This was not less horny as her beautiful long legs, but I could still control myself until she came screaming loudly to climax. Only then I withdrew from her to unload on her ass. 
 Delivered as requested 
 I helped her clean up and stowed my &quot;goods&quot; back in the car. I had a schedule to keep and we had done everything we felt like. So the trip could continue. In the rearview mirror I saw her sparkling eyes that showed no glimmer of remorse. I had nothing to fear, she wouldn&#039;t say anything to her husband. 
 Because who knows, I might have to chauffeur her somewhere again. I&#039;m sure she would also enjoy the next ride with me very much. So far I&#039;m waiting in vain for another ride with my Miss Hollywood, but I&#039;m left with memories and dreams. Oh wait! My cell phone rings. It&#039;s the number of the lady with the incredible legs ... 
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