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122. inhaled anything containing butyl nitrate?
123. taken valium?
124. smoked marijuana/sensemilia?
125. smoked marijuana/sensemilia more than four times?
126. eaten marijuana/sensemilia?
127. eaten marijuana or sensemilia more than four times?
128. taken opiate in any form?
129. taken opiate in any form more than twice?
130. used cocaine?
131. used cocaine more than four times?
132. injected any drugs into your body for any other purpose other than
medical?
133. injected any one drug into your body for any purpose other than that
of medical more than twice?
134. taken PCP?
135. taken PCP more than twice?
136. taken d-lysergic acid diethylamide (LSD-25), peyote, or psilocybin?
137. taken LSD, peyote, or psilocybin more than twice?
138. taken LSD more than six times?
139. deliberately injured yourself so as to obtain medication?
140. played any games in which there was a mystery as to who would be
getting drugs and who wouldn’t, yet everybody plays in it? (e.g.
Who’s got the pill, where half the cups (of soda) would have LSD in
it and the other half wouldn’t and everybody picks a cup and drinks
it and wonders who gets lucky.)
141. had sex while using cocaine?
142. had sex while under the influence of marijuana/sensemilia?
143. had sex while under the influence of LSD, peyote, or psilocybin?
_______________________________________________________________________________
For this section, it you are mostly a:
– heterosexual, then your partner in deed, often referred to by
the words someone or partner, is to be someone of the opposite
gender.
– homosexual, then your partner in deed, often referred to by the
words someone or partner, is to be someone of your own gender.
– 50-50 confirmed bisexual, then your partner in deed, often
referred to by the words someone or partner, is to be someone
of the opposite gender.
5. Non Platonic
Have you done any of the following:
144. propositioned someone for necking or petting?
145. propositioned someone for sex, oral sex, or mutual masturbation?
146. pinched or patted someone else’s buttocks?
147. french kissed?
148. been kissed below the neck but not including arms or hands?
149. kissed someone else below the neck but not including arms or hands?
150. necked?
151. petted above the waist?
152. petted below the waist?
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Archive-name Miscellpure-40035a part8
Friday, January 15th, 2010Archive-name Miscellperfhandtxt
Tuesday, December 15th, 2009 Archive-author: Brooks Peters
Archive-title: How to Give the Perfect Hand Job
Sex means more than intercourse; exploring all the different
variations enhances your sex life and keeps it from getting
stale. Masturbating your partner can be very exciting for both
of you. So, read on and learn how to let your fingers do the
walking.
Mutual masturbation can be a thrilling experience, but first, we
need to study the basics of manual technique. Most men feel
women aren’t skilled at handling penises. Their grips are too
limp, lacking conviction and exuberance. They seem afraid to
apply pressure, yet often pull or tug at inappropriate moments,
disrupting the rhythm. They also have a tendency to scratch.
Clearly, we all need to be more knowledgeable about the proper
methods of mutual masturbation. Either you or your partner can
perform the following exercises. But it is written with an
experienced woman in mind.
The first concern is always a matter of size. Is it large or
small? Somewhere in between? No issue has ever received greater
attention than the size of a man’s penis. Man’s obsession with
cock size is probably a mental vestige of his primitive primate
past, but as far as human sexuality is concerned, it’s a waste of
time. A large penis doesn’t have any effect on a woman’s physi-
cal enjoyment unless she has a deep-seated psychological attach-
ment to well-endowed men.
How about its shape? Is it curved like a boomerang or is it
straight like an arrow? Does your fist fit around the spongy
mass of the shaft? Does your hand completely engulf it? This is
good because you can squeeze it all at once. But don’t be an
organ grinder. Be gentle, yet firm. If the penis has an unusual
girth, your hand may not completely encircle it. In such cases,
try both hands to insure you don’t miss any of the tender areas
while stroking.
Explore every square inch of his genital surface area. A man
loves to have his penis worshiped, played with, tickled, fondled,
massaged. Let him know that you are not afraid, ashamed or
disgusted.
Don’t start stroking or jerking quite yet. Just feel the full-
ness of it all. Let your fingers run from the balls to the top
of the cock head, swirl around there, then slide back down the
other half and end back down at the balls. The movements should
be swift and smooth, without bumping or stalling.
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Archive-name Miscellosjgtxt part20
Thursday, November 5th, 2009PAGE 19
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CLUB HOURS: 11:00AM to 1:00AM
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2362 Fairfield Ave.
Bridgeport
(203) 336-8956
Exit 25 from I-95 (Fairfield Avenue).
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ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES SERVED: Yes
CLUB HOURS: Mon – Thur Noon to 1:00AM, Fri & Sat Noon to 2:00AM,
Sun 6:00PM to 1:00AM
COVER CHARGE: $2.00 after 6:00PM
FOOD SERVICE: Free Daily Buffet Noon to 1:30PM
DRESS CODE: Casual
INFORMATION PROVIDED BY THE CLUB:
Different Feature Entertainers from the US and Canada every week.
FALCON II
242 Wallace Street
New Haven
(203) 562-1454
HARRY O’S CLUB
137 Selleck Street
Stamford
(203) 967-2940
Take I-95 from New York to Exit 6 (Connecticut Turnpike) and turn
right. Go to Selleck Street and turn left. Harry O’s is located
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Archive-name Miscellgvibrattxt part2
Friday, September 25th, 2009 During this time, I was being trained as a sex therapist and was
working with many women who had never experienced orgasm. The
women in my groups who wanted to experiment with vibrators
expressed distress about how awkward they felt purchasing them.
Shortly thereafter, I decided to open Good Vibrations, a vibrator
store especially (though certainly not exclusively) for women,
with a vibrator museum (actually an antique oak showcase) for the
public display of our collection. I also wrote and published the
first version of this book.
Since 1975, I have learned a great deal about vibrators. In the
store, I have had the opportunity to talk with hundreds of women
and dozens of men about all aspects of vibrator use. During this
time, people have talked more and more openly about vibrators.
Sales of vibrators in drug, department and discount stores have
mushroomed. In these settings, of course, advertising and
promotion are still aimed at the consumers’ sore muscles and
tired feet. However, once many of these vibrators get home and
out of the box, they probably spend most of their turned-on
moments turning someone on. People are not only using vibrators
more, they are also increasingly talking, writing, and reading
about them.
The “Hysterical” History of the Vibrator
Did you ever wonder what mysterious ailment confined the
Victorian woman to her bed? Our prim and proper ancestor had the
doctor scurrying up the stairs with his little black bag and the
servants whispering about “female troubles.”
Not infrequently, those “female troubles” were “hysteria,”
believed in ancient Egypt and Greece to be the revolt of the
uterus against sexual deprivation. Webster’s reminds us that
“hysteria” derives from “the former notion that hysteric women
were suffering from disturbances of the womb” (now you know why
men are almost never hysterical!) and defines it as a
“psychoneurosis marked by emotional excitability and disturbances
of the psychic, sensory, vasomotor and visceral functions.” It
wasn’t until 1952 that the American Psychiatric Association
dismissed hysteria as a valid diagnosis.
Historian Rachel Maines has recently provided us with a wealth of
information about the standard medical treatment of “hysteria”
using vibrators. Maines shows that “the electromechanical
vibrator, introduced as a medical appliance in the 1880s and as a
household appliance between 1900 and 1905, represented a de-
skilling and capital-labor substitution innovation designed to
improve the efficiency of medical massage, a task performed since
ancient times by physicians, midwives and their assistants.”
Medical massage “from the time of Hippocrates to that of Freud
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Archive-name Miscellguideseltxt part5
Sunday, September 20th, 2009 to your animal. There is really no reason to build your
structure air tight, unless you live in an area that has forty
below winters. Farm animals are designed to live outdoors. As
long as you provide them with a place to get in out of the wind,
they will be happy. For example, if you live in cold regions of
the world such as in the northern parts of the United States, or
in Canada, consider heaters in the building, and more insulation.
Make sure she has an adequate supply of fresh water all
the time. Use a tank heater in the winter (have you ever
tried to get a drink through six inches of ice?). Feed her
quality feeds and be picky about who you buy hay and grain from.
Another thing to bear in mind about housing for your animal: It
needs to meet your requirements also. Obviously, it needs to be
private, so solid doors are a must. It needs to be large enough
that you will be able to enjoy your fun without a lot of
encumbrances. There should be storage for lubricants, paper
towels, and any other paraphernalia you might need. You will
also need a place to keep larger things like stools to stand on,
if necessary, and maybe some knee pads to kneel on. Remember
that a barn is usually a dusty environment, so storage areas
need to be enclosed. Have some hooks or hangers for clothes.
If you are into photography or video, you may need power
outlets. Build the best structure you can for your budget.
Barns are homes away from home for a bestialist.
KEEP YOUR ANIMAL HEALTHY
Animal health is a very gray area for a lot of people. If you
do not know something about the physiology and biology of your
animal, then go buy a book and learn about it. Learn to
recognize signs of distress, and when to worry and when not to.
Pick a veterinarian and stick with him or her (hir). Call hir
if you think it is necessary. Inspect your animal daily for
signs of damage. They all get nicks, cuts and bruises. Keep
some alcohol, cotton, “breathable” tape and other veterinary
supplies handy just in case. Make sure she gets her yearly
vaccinations. Every species has different needs, and it is
essential that you learn the basics.
COMMENTS ABOUT SOME SPECIES
These comments are based mostly on my personal experience.
After these comments, I will try to make a recommendation.
BITCHES
My own experiences with bitch dogs has not been very good. They
generally have very tight and dry pussies, and require a lot of
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Archive-name Miscellguideseltxt part3
Friday, September 18th, 2009it’s just an extension of things she is already used to.
Most “authorities” lump sex with animals in the same thought as
pedophilia. They view both activities as a “violation of the
innocent”. While that may be true in pedophilia, when it comes
to animals nothing could be further from the truth. Animals do
not consider sex to be any more important than eating, sleeping
or any of their other activities. It is a totally instinctive
thing that is hard-wired into their id. The main reason animals
breed is because of this instinct. The female animal of most
species don’t really get to enjoy it because the male is in and
out in a matter or seconds. This is because of the hard-wiring
again. If animals didn’t breed fast in the wild, they would be
at a distinct disadvantage if they were caught in the act by a
passing predator. You have a unique opportunity with the female
animal. By providing her with long sessions of sensations and
pleasures that she probably has never had before, she will come
to enjoy the act more and more. You will be bringing her up to
your level, not the other way around.
If you are aspiring to be a true bestialist, you need to use all
your resources. Use your tongue, fingers and cock in every
pleasurable way you can think of. Don’t just fuck her, but make
love to her. Engage in foreplay with her. Fondle her all over,
play with her tits, give her plenty of oral sex. You will be
bonded that much closer to her every time and your eventual
orgasm will be much more intense. Some readers may resist going
to this extent. If you don’t go to this extent, I believe it
will be a loss for both of you.
Once you have finished having your fun, don’t just put you pants
on and leave. A little afterplay is good. Pet her and talk to
her. Gently clean your cum off her if need be. Give her a
treat, such as a handful of grain, fed from your hand. All this
will only strengthen your bond with the animal.
SHARING YOUR ANIMAL
Most guys keep their animal activities to themselves, probably
because of prejudice, fear or the feeling that they are all
alone in their desires. I always thought so too, but I was
fortunate to find some friends who taught me that bestiality is
much more erotic and fun when shared with a buddy. Of course,
many guys are insecure and not interested in group scenes. My
advice is to try it if the opportunity presents itself. There’s
nothing quite like a “barn party” with four or five guys
standing around jacking off, watching you screw whatever is
available, and waiting their turns. Sloppy fifths is something
you will not soon forget. If you weren’t an exhibitionist
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Archive-name Miscellguidedogtxt part5
Sunday, September 13th, 2009 left side) facing slightly toward his rear. With your left
hand, keep caressing him, scratching his head, back and chest.
Reach under his belly with your right hand, and between his
rear legs. Start by stroking his sheath, then actually hold it
with your whole hand and pull it forward and backward along his
dick. When he starts swelling, follow the contours of his knot
inside his sheath with your fingers opening and closing as they
pass over it. Do not touch the sensitive flesh at this stage,
or he’ll go soft on you, he won’t enjoy it.
He will probably be humping his hips as you are rubbing
him now, and you can increase your tempo to match his. While
his knot is covered by the sheath, you can squeeze it quite
hard, and pull on it quite strongly; it will increase the
intensity of his orgasm. By now he should be squirting dog cum
quite freely. It is almost clear for the first few squirts,
and pales to a milky colour later. Keep you fist closed around
his knot, and undulate your fingers. Perfect the technique
that your dog likes best. He will probably reach his head
around and lick his penis while he’s cumming. They like the
taste of their own cum, and the feel of their tongues on their
dicks.
At this point, you can sustain his pleasure, and increase
your own by lightly tweaking the tip of his dick with the
fingers of your left hand. Keep your other hand clasped around
his sheath. You will be rewarded with a volley of fresh
squirts of cum. At this stage, I often lick the tip with my
tongue, or downright suck on his dick, and drink his cum. NO
TEETH!! Don’t even touch that sensitive flesh with your teeth!
Don’t be afraid to swallow the dog-cum. It tastes
slightly salty, and goes down the throat a lot easier than
human cum. Highly recommended.
When his orgasm is starting to wane, he will probably
just wander off, head down, dick hanging between his knees.
Girls, dogs love to mount people, and they are
passionate, fiery lovers. Get naked. Play with your dog, and
get him excited, and aroused. Let him lick your vagina, as
that seems to act as a great stimulant for you both. For
missionary style, sit on the edge of the bed, feet on the
floor. Now pat your shoulders and invite your dog to put his
paws up there. When he does, lie back, and he will walk his
back feet forward between you legs until he is laying on your
stomach, with his sheath right over your entrance. Lift your
left leg and wrap it over his rump to pull him forward, as you
use your right hand to guide his penis into your vagina. It
helps to have a partner assisting here. It is easiest for the
dog if you keep the tips of your fingers clasping his sheath as
a guide when he starts humping into you; it helps stop him
pulling out too far.
Caution:- if your dog is one of the Giant Breeds, DON’T
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Archive-name Miscellguidedogtxt part2
Thursday, September 10th, 2009 heat will follow in six months).
Before her first heat, I would recommend a minimum of
sexual activity. Let her discover her own place as a dog
before confusing her with too much sexuality too soon. By all
means caress her entire body, and around her vagina gently.
Let her get used to your hands being everywhere on her, but
avoid active stimulation of her clitoris at this stage. Cuddle
her, and love her for the puppy she is. It is a good time for
exploration of her body and genitals for you to get used to the
differences between her and a human partner. You will notice
that the entrance to her vagina is a ‘Y’ shape. The tail of
the ‘Y’ points toward her front, and that is where her clitoris
is. The lips are coated with a fine velvety fur.
During the early stages of her first heat, the bitch may
become depressed, or even frightened by the sudden changes in
her. She may start to wander off in search of a mate. Comfort
her and be a friend to her, and don’t let her escape off your
property. It is now your responsibility, for the next three
weeks, to ensure she isn’t mated by the sudden hordes of randy
male dogs hanging around your house. Let me recommend high
wooden fencing, and a handy bucket of cold water for potential
suitors.
After the first bleeding stops, her vagina entrance will
have enlarged quite significantly. She may actively invite you
to sex by turning her rump toward you, and flicking her tail
aside every time you catch her eye. In other words, she is now
horny, and it is up to you to relieve her.
Get naked. All the better to use you whole body in the
act. Work with her as though she were human. That is, spend
time caressing her, hugging her. Play with her nipples, which
will have become larger and more sensitive with her heat.
Arouse her as much as you can. When she is really turned on,
her vagina will be well lubricated, and she will almost be
begging you to make her cum. The best way to do this is to use
one or two fingers. If you are a male, do NOT try inserting
your dick into her unless she is one of the Giant Breeds, (or
you have an exceptionally small dick). If you hurt her, she
may become frightened of you, and will not enjoy the sex.
Move around behind her and insert one finger gently into
her, slowly. If she isn’t wet enough, use saliva or KY jelly.
Don’t use mineral oils or anything that isn’t used for human
sex. As your knuckle brushes past her clitoris, it is likely
she will sharply hump her hips downward. This is normal. (It
surprised the bejesus out of me the first time it happened)
Slowly withdraw your finger, and repeat. She should start
humping up and down on your finger quite strongly. Keep in
time to her movements, pushing up as she humps down. Use your
other hand to caress her nipples and stomach. She will cum
fairly quickly and easily (this is why sex with animals is
better than humans…). You can tell when she is, as you will
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Grand Canyon Adventure part14
Saturday, August 29th, 2009 I moved, feeling your wetness sopping my balls. Using my hand, I rubbed
your clit, hearing you gasp and moan softly. I rubbed your cream on your
belly, telling you that I wanted to cover you with my hot come. You leaned
back onto my cock, trying to keep me deep inside you, but I continued to
thrust into you. Looking through the drapes, we could see cars entering
and leaving the McDonalds, people about their daily business, while inside
our r.v., we were locked in our carnal fornication. My hand, now drenched
with your cream, slid up your belly to cup a breast, and I felt your hot
cunt grab me tightly. Several long, hard thrusts into you made you gasp,
and I felt myself riding a wave, flowing into your cunt like a river. My
come gushed inside you, and I held deep, squirting it all into your
spasming pussy. I brought my hand back to your clit, and you moaned. Come
leaked out of you, and into my hand, and I pulled out, rubbing our juices
over us both. Your ass glistened and I rolled you over, rubbing our come
on your tits and my stomach. I laid down on top of you, your legs
naturally wrapping around me, and we kissed with a fiery passion. Lifting
your hips, I slid back into your sperm drenched pussy and began to slowly
fuck you again.
Sweating and wet from our come, we rocked back and forth, our
tounges probing and dancing in each other’s mouth. We were locked in our
carnal haze, existing only to feel our bodies mating in a primal lust. We
fucked for a long time, your pussy contracting and trying to milk me
several times, signaling a new orgasm for you. Finally, my sperm began to
rise again, and I lifted your legs, pushing them back against your breasts.
With your pussy fully exposed to me, your lust filled “Ohhh, Fuck Me!”
drove me into total abandon. I plunged down, deep into your cunt, over and
over, trying to go ever deeper. Your cunt tightened its grip on me, trying
to suck me down inside. Each thrust made your breasts wiggle, and I felt a
tremendous orgasm approaching. I pushed your legs back, raising your ass
off the bed and against my cock. The world seemed to disappear, just the
sensation of an overpowering orgasm filling my brain. Then I began to come,
and come, and come. It felt like I’d never stop. Sperm shot from my cock,
spurting thickly up your twitching cunt. I thrust several times, pumping
my come into you. About the third thrust, I slipped out, sperm shooting
out over your clit, and landing on your tits and stomach. Come seemed to
pour from my cock, coating your mons and stomach with white streaks.
Somewhere in the distance, I could hear myself moaning, calling your name.
As my head began to clear, I slipped my cock back into your pussy, feeling
my sperm leak out around me as I did. You were panting and moaning too,
rubbing my thick come over your breasts.
Letting your legs down, I rubbed your sperm covered belly, and
leaned over, kissing you passionately. Your pussy spasmed around me, and
after you finally came one last time, I held your sweat drenched body
close, caressing you lightly. We held each other for a long time, our
heartbeats slowing into the same rhythm well after our breathing did. You
looked at me, your eyes shining and happy. I smiled and caressed your
face, kissing you lightly and hugging you against me.
At last, hunger overcame our desire to remain in bed, so we cleaned
up and dressed, driving over to a small cafe for breakfast. After
breakfast, we caught the Silverton train for the long ride up the Animas
river gorge. The breathtaking scenery and the sounds and smells of the old
steam-train were fun, letting us both relax and simply enjoy. Lunch was in
Silverton, where we bought some small pieces of silver jewelry before
catching the train back to Durango. Once back to Durango, we took the r.v.
to a campsite, parking next to another large r.v. for the night.
Archive-name Miscellfemfucktxt part2
Saturday, August 1st, 2009 At this point, you should already be sending out sexual signs to let the
female know her mind and brains are NOT your only interest! Look down at
her tits WHILE you are talking to her. DO NOT GAWK AT THEM, but simply let
her know that you’ve noticed that she has a PRETTY decent set of tits! If
she is still receptive of your advances, you are already 20% there!!!
It is now time to BACK OFF !!! You have accomplished your first step
in your journey toward Sexual gratification! She will need a day or two to
digest your encounter. With any LUCK, she will have bragged to a few of her
REALLY put the final nail in her Vaginal coffin, and make her an extremely
easy target!
When ever you see her, keep smiling, and keep letting her know that
you are STILL very interested in her. If you have a chance to chat with
her, REMEMBER to pay her compliments like ‘How PRETTY her hair looks, or
what a LOVELY dress she is wearing, or how INTOXICATING her perfume is!
It is now time to move in on your prey like a friggin MAD dog in
HEAT!!!
LET THE CHASE BEGIN!
It is now time to turn on your charms. You should be acting friendlier
and certainly more aggresive toward her as each day and hour passes.
It is now time to ask her out on a date that will involve your MUTUAL
interest. (Let the scenerio be that you both enjoy going to the movies.) It
see. This part takes some BALLS, but if you want to get laid, you gotta DO
IT! Ask her to go to that movie with you! You will have to pay her way.
The first date should be nothing more than holding hands in the movies
and maybe an occasional kiss. Unless she takes the initiative, DO NOT
attempt to sexually molest her, not yet anyway! After your FIRST date has
ended, make it a point to let her know what a GREAT time you had being with
her, and set up another date in a few days.. (This will again give her time
to BRAG to her girl friends about the WONDERFUL guy she has started to
date!)
She is now to falling into the ‘PEANUT BUTTER LEGS’ (Easy to spread)
trap! Your GETTING LAID game plan is now 40% complete! It is now time to
start the physical assault of the Bitch that you have targeted!
BAITING YOUR HOOK
to begin your physical assault of your chosen female! You must realize that
you simply can not rip off her clothing and just FUCK her! It must be done
with a smooth and sophisticated technique… It is now mandatory that you
relate to this female that you care DEEPLY about her! You must make her
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Bus Driving Experience part3
Friday, June 5th, 2009look grown-up. But how do YOU like this outfit?”
“Come on Angie, you know I like your legs. You must be teasing me.
The more I see of your legs, the more I like your skirt.” She blushed
again, but looked pleased.
As we drove along, the kids were even more bratty than usual, throwing
paper at each other and raising an intolerable racket. But I could
hardly tear my eyes away from the mirror. In addition to the normal
disruption caused by boys throwing paper airplanes and teasing the
girls, a ninth-grade girl on the aisle about halfway back absorbed
my attention for a while, as she twisted and spread her legs to chat
with her friend in the seat behind. But she was too far away for me
to see more than a stripe of white between her legs. So I turned my
attention back to Angie. It took very little movement for Angie to
show me her underpants again, under her tiny skirt. This time,
however, she caught my gaze in the mirror.
When we next stopped to let off some kids, she bent over to whisper
in my ear. “How long have you been watching in the mirror?”
I glanced again down her blouse to see her protruding nipples, causing
her to gasp, blush and clutch at her neckline. Then, I had a brilliant
idea. Standing and turning toward the back of the bus, I made an
announcement. “Since leaving school I have been watching everyone’s
misconduct. Now I am going to appoint a bus monitor … ANGIE!”
Turning to Angie, I said, “I hope your mother won’t mind you riding the
whole route with me for what’s left of the year.”
“I’m sure she won’t,” grinned Angie, apparently forgetting my stolen
peeks. “She says I spend too much time in front of the TV anyway.”
Angie boarded the bus the next day with her mother’s permission to ride
the full route. This doubled my pleasure for her skirt was another
short one, but not (I noted with disapointment) a real mini. She took
her new job seriously, walking halfway to the back of the bus to untangle
two seventh-grade boys who were wrestling. As the bus emptied, however,
my little bus monitor had less to do and I could see Angie was getting
restless. She stared out the window, tossing and turning in her seat.
She clasped her book bag between her knees, blocking my view of her
crotch. I kept looking up, in hopes of seeing something sexy, but the
bus soon cleared out so only Angie and a couple of boys were left.
As I glanced back at Angie, I realized she had apparently forgotten
she wasn’t alone, and was rubbing her book bag up and down between
her legs. I saw her skirt begin to bunch up in her lap and caught
a glimpse of her underpants pressed against the rough canvas fabric.
I thought it must have been my imagination, but I thought I noticed
a slight darkening of her panties, as though moistened by her little
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Bus Driving Experience part2
Thursday, June 4th, 2009 One day, near the end of school, Angie had on a new short skirt and
asked me what I thought of it.
“I think it’s really attractive,” I told her. “I love the way it
shows off your great legs. I bet it got a lot of attention from
your classmates.”
“Thank you!” said Angie. “I really needed that. The girls have been
a little cold today and the guys weren’t so chatty either. They all
treat me like a little kid.”
This was the latest chapter in one of Angie’s biggest complaints about
her position in this town — her small build and her little-girl features
made it difficult for those who didn’t know her to appreciate that she
had a lively mind and a mature outlook on things.
“Naw,” I reassured her, “it’s just because the girls are jealous and
the guys are left in awe.”
“You always say the sweetest things,” Angie said and leaned over to give
me a peck on the cheek. As she bent over to nuzzle my cheek, her button-
up blouse fell open before me. The two perky pink nipples projecting from
her white chest looked exciting to me. They reminded me that my little
friend Angie was also a developing young woman.
With my cock lengthening in my lap, I used the time until all the kids had
boarded to adjust my mirror so I could see Angie better. As I drove, I
kept glancing in it to look over those long lovely legs. It’s a wonder
we made the trip safely that day. Despite her feigned maturity, Angie
was still unconscious about keeping her knees together like an older
girl would. To my delight, her legs would occasionaly part or she
would slip down in her seat. At those times, I would get a glimpse of
her plain white panties stretched across her little crotch. By the time
we reached her house, I had a full erection.
I hurried home to jack off, my mind swirling with the quick view of her
budding titties and the sight of her little-girl underpants peeking from
between her slender thighs. Getting myself more worked up, I fantasized
that she had known she was displaying her charms to me. I got tremendously
excited at the thought that some girl would show herself to me in that
way, even if she was five years younger than me. When it came, after
only a few firm strokes, my wad soaked the toilet paper I was holding
and my spine nearly crumpled from the intense pleasure.
When Angie boarded the bus the next day, I naturally noticed that she had
on an even shorter skirt.
“I hope your classmates were more friendly today,” I offered.
“No, they weren’t. I even got some comments about how I was TRYING to
…End of the part2. To be continued..
Leave the Driving to someone else part2
Tuesday, May 26th, 2009 Carol, my name is Keith.”
“Do you live in Dallas?”
“No. At least not yet. I am going to visit a friend, and
see about a job that may be waiting for me.” Since she had
already told me she was going to visit her married daughter, I
didn’t pursue the conversation.
“And just what is it that you do,” she asked?
“I am a commercial artist,” I replied. “Sometimes I get into
package art work, package design, and do some things with
computer graphics.”
“That sounds very interesting,” she said. “Would you mind if
I moved and sat next to you? It would make conversation a lot
easier.” I motioned for her to come on over, and as I started to
move to the seat next to the window, she said to stay where I
was, and slid in front of me and, half falling, dropped into the
seat next to me.
“There,” she said, “that’s a lot better. Now we don’t have
to yell at each other.” I nodded my head in response. We talked
a little, mostly about nothing. Finally, she was silent for a
minute or two, and then making some remark about the heater in
the bus being extremely efficient, she leaned forward and tugged
her sweater off over her head, settling back in the seat, finally.
Underneath her sweater, she had on a t-shirt, and underneath
it, nothing. Her nipples were prominent against the soft fabric,
and as I glanced at her, they poked out even further. She caught
the glance, and then, with a smile, smoothed the fabric out,
pulling it tight across her breasts.
It was obvious that she was built rather well, and proud of
it, too. We rode silently for a while. I sipped and finished
off my Pepsi, and as I tossed the empty can into the seat behind
us, she smiled at me.
“Do you know the difference between kinky and perverted?”
Her question caught me a little off guard.
“No,” I said. “But I am always glad to learn something new.”
“Well, kinky is where you use just a feather,” she said,
laughing. “And perverted is where you use the whole chicken.”
Her eyes were dancing as they stared into mine, trying to judge
my reaction, I guess.
“If that’s true,” I responded. “Then I guess I might be
considered a pervert. Though I never really thought about it
that much,” I added.
Again, she smiled. A knowing smile, if you know what I mean,
and then she said, “me too,” and laughed. Her hand moved from
her lap to my knee, tracing a light circle with her fingers. I
made no move to stop her, and as we rode along, her hand moved
higher and closer to my crotch, and once, as the bus lurched
across a bump, her hand grazed my cock. I turned to look at her,
but her eyes gave away nothing, just stared into mine and seemed
to say that she was doing exactly what she wanted to do.
Her hand became busy again, and as she lightly rubbed my
…End of the part2. To be continued..
The Commute part2
Saturday, May 23rd, 2009
Ben closed his eyes as the bus rolled down the ramp. He imagined
the blonde opening her legs, pulling up her skirt, revealing a beautiful
pink pussy, covered with fine flaxen hair. In his mind he saw her lick
her finger and reach down to caress her moistening slit, sliding back
and forth over her clit. Her eyes were closed as she started rubbing
faster now, alternating between pushing her finger into her cunt and
rubbing her clit. She looked so angelic, deep in concentration,
striving for orgasm.
Once she attained her climax, she opened her eyes to look directly
into Ben’s face. She licked her lips at him and…
The bus screeched to a halt, almost throwing the passenger’s from
their seats. Ben opened his eyes to discover they were in the tunnel.
And not moving. “Sorry, folks,” the diver said. “Must be that
accident. Dispatch says they’re cleaning up the mess and we can expect
to be here for about fifteen minutes or so.”
“Swell,” Ben thought, “Just great. Damn it! I knew I should have
taken the train today.” He loosened his tie and unbuttoned his collar,
trying to remain calm. He stood to remove his jacket. His shirt was
damp with sweat as he sat back down.
“Are you all right?” It was the blonde. She looked at him with a
sympathetic expression.
“Oh, sure. Yeah, I’ll be fine. Not too happy about tunnels, you
know?” He was surprised at how easily he spoke about his fears to
this stranger.
“You need something to take your mind off the situation,” she said.
“Maybe talking would help. My name is Rachel.”
“That’s a very pretty name. I’m Ben.”
“Hi, Ben. And thanks. What do you do in the city?”
“I own a small PR firm on the East Side,” he said. She was right,
this was helping. “What about you?”
“I’m a dancer in a club on 57th.”
“Really, what kind of dancing?” Ben asked, expecting her to answer
ballet or jazz. She certainly had the lithe body for it.
“I am what they call an ‘exotic’ dancer. I work in a strip joint
that just opened. The money’s good and I’m saving for the fall
semester. I’m studying to be a dietician.” Ben was taken aback by her
candor. He would think that being an exotic dancer was not something to
…End of the part2. To be continued..
Archive-name Miscellbunchtxt part6
Monday, May 18th, 2009 and started to push into her
then i withdrew from her
but not completely
i pushed in again
and then withdrew
she was moaning more and more
i moved in and out faster and faster
she was going crazy
her moans became louder and louder
with one had i fingered her breast from behind
i moved in and out of her faster and fast
she was very close to orgasm
and her moans were very loud now
then as she started to orgasm she screamed
then i started to cum
i shoot my semen into her over and over again
until i was empty
then i heard foot steps on the stairs outside the door
we both heard the foot steps
and heard her father calling her name
they had heard her scream
she very quickly buttoned up her blouse
and pulled up her jeans
i very quickly zipped up my pants
she jumped into the chair and i rolled it back to computer
then her father burst through the door and started to demand to
know what was wrong
she told him a spider had scared her
he believed her
he was relieved
he left the room
then we started to laugh
THE END
–
we are in a movie theater
we are good friends
we are just sitting next to each other
i put my arms around your shoulder
i lean on your shoulder
i kiss your neck
my tongue flicks out and licks your neck
then my mouth closes over your neck
and i gentlely suck it
then i reach up with my hand and put my hand under your chin
i turn your head towards me
i move my lips to your lips
our lips touch
…End of the part6. To be continued..
