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B O R D E R S

I'd like us to meet and not kiss

I want to wait for you on all fours and have you fingers inside me

until I give you the order to put the condom on when I can't  resist anymore.

I'd feel the temperature of your cock and understand what it's made of

we'd be in the middle of an intense fuck

and then I'd climb on top of you and ask you to let me ride it

it seems to me that kissing would be putting friendship in danger

to confuse things

I'd tell you that while you fuck my ass

like the young cousins in a Lucrecia Martel's film, did you watch it?

"the holy girl"

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S T R A N G E R S

The pause stumbled on your message

And was burdened with the weight of wanting to go to meet you

A simple text, with no twists and turns

A photo that invites everything

While I'm smiling inside I'm revving up

To leave everything I'm doing is an option

But sometimes I tend to travel alone in my mind.

I'd take a shower and dance while I look in the mirror

I'd check my kitchen to see if I've got any red wine

you'd greet me with a smile on your face while you look for some glasses

You'd change the music and I'd watch you from the couch

Relaxed you'd roll a joint worthy of being considered art.

I'd open that Australian wine I bought for five euros,

and it would finally happen,

I'd crash into your body and forget the world.

Your living room would become this Eden with giant windows

Where we'll walk naked around every corner

always, in my hand a glass of wine.

in yours, a joint that distracted by our performance

would do its best to stay lit,

Then you'd say to me: "Sorry, but I can't stop fucking you".

Ellipsis

Already in bed we would fight over the spread of the blanket,

that innocent pretext that would bring our bodies closer together

and would make us feel that the night wouldn't end soon.

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I WAS INVITED TO WATCH

I found a couple on a dating app who were looking for a woman for a threesome. I wrote to them, told them I had never done it before and wanted to see if I was attracted to them as a couple in person. 

He, after consulting with her, invited me one night to watch them have sex and decide on the spot what I wanted to do. 

I arrived at their flat with red wine and a joint. We had a drink and they started playing with each other. I sat down on a small sofa in the corner of the room, lit my joint, and started watching them. 

She was lying on her back on the bed, and he slowly started stroking and kissing her pussy. It was very subtle and she was enjoying it a lot, grabbing his head, pulling his hair, watching his face lost in her crotch from time to time. 

I on the couch was starting to burn, a heat was emanating from my pussy. I finished my glass of wine, went a little more  and started to touch myself while watching the scene. He started kissing her breasts and she got up to reverse roles. She climbed on top of him and began to ride his cock vigorously. They were on fire together, and I enjoyed every move from my armchair, with the joint for company. 

After a while, she sits up, comes over to me and spreads my legs. She touches me gently and I decide to open my trousers so she can suck my pussy. He was watching intently from the bed. 

I had a strong orgasm that left me stunned for a few minutes. She went back to bed with him. I pulled up my trousers, said goodbye and left.

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SORRY NOT SORRY

Sorry, I can't stop fucking you.

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OK, LETS GO

I was in a bar in Brussels with two friends, totally drunk because of the local beer. I saw her dancing with her friends and commented to my friend,

- wow that girl is beautiful, look at her.

- Go and tell her

He replied, giving me the confidence and courage to do so. I emptied my glass of beer quickly and walked over to her.

She was Italian, we spoke in English. I said to her:

- Hi, listen, I'm leaving in about fifteen minutes and I'd love you to come with me.

She smiled and said:

- Thank you, but I'm staying here dancing with my friends.

I turned to him and said: 

- I had no luck this time.

Once we were outside waiting for the uber, we saw it arrive and started to get in, my friend, a friend of his and me. At that moment she comes out of the bar, intercepts me and says:

- Ok let's go.

The four of us got into the taxi and headed for my friend's house, where I was staying. It was my first sexual encounter with another woman, and my first time playing with four people. I must say, there is no like a woman to perform oral sex on another woman, we know what we like.

The next morning, I was saying goodbye to her and told her:

- Funny, I never asked you your name.

She smiles, walks through the door and leaves without saying a word.

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M O R G E N

- i touched myself many times thinking about our last night together.

- me too

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RENAULT MASTER VAN

We met for the first time in the Treptower park to drink wine in front of the river. He brought two bottles of white and I brought two small bottles of red, Primitivo (easy to drink). After several glasses I got up to find a corner to pee, he got up behind me, stopped me and asked: can I try something? He gave me an intense kiss that ended up making me feel his erect penis in my pelvis.

Look, I live in a camper van that is parked nearby, you are going to pee and we are going to go straight there, do you think so, he said.

I responded with another kiss in which I played with his tongue violently, pulled his hair and bit his lower lip a little, all to say yes.

Ellipsis.

I woke up early in the morning in my favourite park, after several orgasms and having my pussy eaten. Funny how sometimes meeting a stranger can get me so hot.

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W I L D one

We were rubbing each other on the bed, me on top of him using his penis as a sex toy, after a while of frenetic rhythm accompanied by moans that until now I had never heard coming out of me, I connected with the wild woman inside me. The one I saw in dreams and meditations, the one I watch every time I reach an orgasm. My animal woman was taking control, I went into a trance where maximum pleasure was my destiny, there was no room for anything else. At climax I gave a jump and detached myself from my toy, I tried to explain to him why, but there were no words. I am not alone, I have hundreds of women with me.

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Self love has no end.

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I N  P U B L I C

Sitting on someone's lap in the middle of a meeting with friends where chairs are scarce and the desire to touch is floating in the air. After several jokes, reloaded wine glasses, she turns to her partner and whispers in his ear: did you see how beautifully perverse it is to warm up with the other in front of everyone? Immediately a chill runs through his body, his member fills with energy. She notices and smiles. His arms take her intensely for about three seconds and gradually release her. She moves slow in his lap to feel it better. Someone offers cake and they are not able to respond except with a pleasant smile.

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C O F F E E     T I M E

What seemed like a normal morning ceased to be at the moment I started to boil the coffee in the Italian mocha. Visiting a friend's house, I got up early and headed for the kitchen. I was alone and still sleepy from the trip.

Just a few minutes later his roommate, whom I had never met before, entered the kitchen. Surprise on both sides.  We greeted each other and looked at each other in an intense way.

I was standing at the near the kitchen, looked back at the mocha and I offered him coffee. When he approached we looked at each other again, establishing a pact.

He grabbed me from behind, pulled his body close against mine. Like fire running through a fuse, the intensity was uncontrollable. 

As he kissed my neck I touched his head and felt his member in the middle of my ass.

I turned around and he bent down to gently kiss my clitoris, I tugged on his hair as I plunged into the ritual. 

Time disappeared and pleasure was my only guide. The coffee began to boil, but no one put out the fire. 

I got an intense orgasm, he stood up, said good morning and then disappeared from the kitchen. 

I turned off the coffee, still aroused and under a spasm that had brought a few tears to my eyes.

A few minutes later my friend came into the kitchen. 

Coffee is ready, I said.

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J E N G A

She said that board games is essential to a good relationship. I took her at her word and invited her to my place for sekt and jenga, a game where players take turns to remove wooden blocks from a tower. The bubbles made us bold, we held our breath, we built, we laughed, we conquered.

At the second game I suggested that we play blindfolded, taking turns to close our eyes, using only our hands. I discovered the voyeur in me. Watched her as her upper lip and eyebrows concentratedly tightened while her slender fingers carefully explored and stroked each wooden block. It became late. We finished our third game as the magnificent Tower of Babel fell on the table, on the floor. 

We laughed. She said that perhaps it was time to end the evening. We hesitated. One second, maybe two. I looked at her. Her eyes burned with a fire that made me blush. My heart beat faster as I crawled from my chair to hers. I kissed her. Gently. Our mouths barely touched as we explored each other's scent, she smelled of honey. I kneeled and embraced her buttocks with my hands, one in each hand. I caressed and massaged her buttocks as we kissed. 

She breathed quickly and whimpered softly. I picked her up and carried her to my bed. She allowed me to undress her, her curves were generous, I held her right breast with both hands, bit her nipple, took off her pants, kissed her thighs, let my nose and lips play with her pubic hair. The tip of my tongue explored  her with excitement, approached the warmth of her insides.

Slowly, she said, and leaned back. The tip of my tongue hardly touched her clitoris, a subtle dance, a sigh, an eternity. We fell asleep in a warm embrace. And said goodbye the next morning.

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C A R I N G

It was a party in a small house that almost seemed to have no windows. If there was anything to see outside, it was the darkness of night. Too many people for such a small place. I don’t remember how I got there, but there wasn’t a single person that I could recognize.

In a corner of the living room she was sitting on the lap of a young guy, with a bag of cocaine on the counter in front of them. They did one line after the other, but the bag seemed never to be finished. He didn’t care about her, but I knew her and I knew that when she loses her mind her gaze changes like now. She could go to bed with any of us here: men, women, couples, groups.

I never told her that I felt a deep love for her because words were always left unspoken between the two of us. Also, how to confess a feeling that I do not understand? Several times I wondered if it was love or lust. If wanting to kiss her and penetrate her is considered love, or if it is pure carnal pleasure.

She was traveling inside her mind. Inside mine, a protective instinct, a lattice made me take her by the arm, lift her gently and carry her home. There was no resistance on her part. I noticed that she recognized me immediately. I knew she could trust me.

When we got to my apartment, we weren’t the only ones. Several people from that same party had decided to take every corner and find themselves places to sleep. At least they had the grace to leave my bedroom alone for us.

We fall asleep automatically. She with one of my shirts, and I slept with my underwear and nothing else. It was very hot, and we were both drunk and high.

With the speed my head was spinning, I couldn’t fall asleep. We’d both toss and turn and it went on that way for hours. Until the sun began to peek out and that’s when the sheets became still.

After no more than an hour, my eyes opened by themselves. I saw her. I was so calm. She was so peaceful.

I began to caress her. My fingers in her hair, then around every curve of her body. She slept on her side, and let me see the skin that shone with the first morning sun. Her eyes were still closed, but her smile and soft moans told me that she liked it, that she wanted more.

In one of her many laps, her shirt had fallen out of place. One of her boobs was completely exposed, and that’s when my index finger started circling her nipple. It was a matter of seconds for it to harden. So did my penis and she knew it. That’s why she squeezed me firmly to feel it from behind her tail.

We were both still pretending to be asleep. There was no rush. We wanted to feel close, loving us, wanting us.

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W A S  A T  P O R N C E P T U A L

Can't even remember. But we were dancing on a little wall in the dark room. The crowd under us. The music was downtempo. Slow and deep, the basses embraced us and pushed us towards each other. Seeing each other only in the blink of the stroboscope. We synchronized our movements. My pelvis on her ass. Her hand grabbed me, mine touches her. I kissed her neck. My tongue  streaked her ear. We got lost in music. I lifted her somehow, turned her over the crowd. In the dark two fingers slipped inside her and we danced - can't say how long - this way till the bass stopped and releases us. 

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I T S   C A L L E D  F I G G I N G

On OKCupid there was this question whether you can imagine to be blindfolded at a first date. Many answered yes and I thought that can't be true...But once I found a girl who was aroused by that imagination and we kept talking about what we can do. 

So we met in a Hotel. She didn't close the door completely. She was laying on the bed. Blindfolded and with earplugs. Naked... didn't know when I would enter the room. On her back. The legs opened.

When I entered the room quietly, I saw her for the first time. Laying in front of me, breathing, trying to catch a sign. I didn't want to scare her, so the first she recognized was the warmth of my breath. No touch.

I gently stroked her, tied her up.  And then started to lick her clitoris. Very gentle. Trying to get her rhythm. She was so wet!

For a very long time. She moaned, but didn't come. Till my fingers went into her. She squirted a waterfall.  I released her from the earplugs. And the blindfold.

What I knew before: she was heavily in Bdsm. I have my boundaries, I'm not a sadist or can hurt somebody purely for the  pain. I can't humiliate humans. But she told me she loves a strong amount of pain and there is little that excites her more...

Therefore I thought of a tunnel game. Where you can't exit before it's over...I had fresh ginger with me. cutted it into thin slices. She could watch this now. And clamped one slice with a  peg on each of her inner labias. That makes a very warm pain. Very hot. I stimulated her with something like a Womanizer vibrator. She moans very loud and to be honest, I was asking me if I've gone too far. We had a safe word, but tunnel games are uninterruptible. But she came very strong, couldn't speak for a while. 

Of course I released her from ginger. It's called figging.

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B U S

Returning at dawn on a long-distance bus next to each other. He had fallen asleep over the window, using his sweater as a pillow. She woke up from the cold, took her jacket that was on the ground and before putting it on, between the flashing lights from outside saw him asleep and with his legs spread.

She hugged him and covered the crotch area with her coat. She gently slid her hand inside the pants. His penis was activated immediately.

Still asleep he gave a sigh of pleasure and sat up slightly. She began to touch it gently, doing small massages on the tip just with the fingers. With her head resting on his shoulder, she whispers in his ear: "How it turns me on that you wear sport pants" and then licks the corner of his mouth.