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A Pleasurable Awakening

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When I was 15 years old, I was not experienced with the opposite sex and my only sexual experience was solitary masturbation. On a given Saturday morning, "Diane," a long-time childhood friend, awakened me early in the morning. (We had been friends since first grade-she and her younger brother often played kick ball and rode bikes together.) On this particular morning, she knocked on my window outside my bedroom-the window was open-and I was laying on my twin bed dressed only in my boxers with the sheet barely covering my privates. I had a raging hard-on, as I often did...

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At Aunt’s House

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I have always been attracted to my aunt. She is rather attractive and is always open with me about nudity (probably because in my family I am the one everyone thinks of as innocent). She would often take her bra off in front of me showing her gorgeous breasts. She would undress completely in front of me and put her night clothes on. She didn't wear anything underneath her night clothes so I often saw her vagina when she laid just right on the bed. She used to bathe me and of course had to wash and handle my penis....

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A Love of Lingerie

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Part 1 When I was young, I was playing at a friends house for the afternoon. It was the Summer in the late 1970's.  My friend was playing outside. I was inside reading a comic on the sofa, when my friends Mum had a group of two or three others Mums come to the front door. They had been out shopping for lingerie. I think it was M+S as I remember the green and gold carrier bags.  They drew the curtains and two of them began undressing.  I watched them unbutton their blouses and unzip and slip off their skirts....

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Amazing Grace

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Appearances can be deceptive. When I reread this story, I realised that the opening sentence could give completely the wrong impression. You know how it is with a story, you want to grab the reader’s attention straight away, so you say something a little off-track to try and make him or her carry on reading. However, I must make this clear - although this story contains sex, in fact it’s mainly about sex, there is no incest and no under age sex involved. Sorry if that’s a disappointment to some readers, but that’s the way it is. So let’s get...

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Amy’s Yummy Panties

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When I was sixteen I was on a trip and just so happened to have a room in a condo right across the hall from Amy's. Amy was sixteen as well and I had a huge crush on her at the time but was too scared to act on it, as she was extremely pretty. She had brown hair and brown eyes, a cute smile, olive colored skin, and an amazing body. She was very athletic with long and shapely legs, had one of the tightest asses I have ever seen, and her breasts were fairly small and perky which...

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A Holiday at Cousin Clare’s

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As a teenager I always used to spend about ten days each year with Cousin Clare and her parents.  Clare wasn't actually my cousin, but her mother and my mother were at school together, and it was a convenient way to refer to her.  Clare was an only child.  At the time of the following exciting adventure we were sixteen, but I was a few months older than she was. Clare's parents had plenty of money. They lived in a large house in rural Berkshire and Clare went to a private school, girls only, a few miles away.  She had...

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Adventures with Sister’s Babydoll Nylon Panties

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Adventures with Sister's Babydoll Nylon Panties I was about 14 or 15 years of age and regularly jacking off nearly every other night, into various cotton handkerchiefs and old discarded undies (mostly my old cotton full jocks). Nothing spectacular, but better than beating into a boring fist (at least I’d evolved from wanking in my PJ bottoms by humping my pillow in bed at night). Certainly my masturbation-life could do with a lift. Then one day, my sister Kim, who still shared my room (partitioned off, but the same room nonetheless), had her shower early in the evening, and emerged...

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A 50’s Experience

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My birth parents were killed in a tragic accident when I was only one. My father's sister Irene and her husband Jimmie took me in (they didn't bother with the adoption thing) as their own. Just over a year later, Uncle Jimmie died at Omaha Beach. It made him some sort of local hero and aunt Irene never remarried. We lived in a small town outside a larger Midwest "city" where aunt Irene worked in an accounting firm. During the days when I was small, I spent my time at my grandparents house and when aunt Irene came home from...

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