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She & Marianne play.
I sat on my chair, softly moaning to myself. My ass felt as though someone had poured gasoline on it and lit it on fire. It burned, god it burned!
Besides the pain in my ass I had that thing up my rectum, my asshole, and the pressure was not helping one little bit. And in addition to that my nipples still had the clips on them. I wanted to take out the thing but I didn"t dare. Marianne had not told me that I could. She had made me afraid of her; afraid of what she might do to me if I did something she didn"t like. That fear kept me from removing the clips from my nipples too. The pain there wasn"t really pain anymore, just a dull ache and numbness.
I sat on my chair, softly moaning to myself. My ass felt as though someone had poured gasoline on it and lit it on fire. It burned, god it burned!
Besides the pain in my ass I had that thing up my rectum, my asshole, and the pressure was not helping one little bit. And in addition to that my nipples still had the clips on them. I wanted to take out the thing but I didn”t dare. Marianne had not told me that I could. She had made me afraid of her; afraid of what she might do to me if I did something she didn”t like. That fear kept me from removing the clips from my nipples too. The pain there wasn”t really pain anymore, just a dull ache and numbness. Read more »
The voyeur returns the surprise.
You have to wonder about Fate sometimes. Just because I happened to take a shortcut one evening, I suddenly found myself voyeur to a stunning, brunette exhibitionist/narcissist, and involved in the most erotic affair of my life. We'd been driving each other to shattering orgasms for weeks, and I'd never even touched her sexually until tonight. I'd been shushed with a finger to the lips every time I tried to speak.
And then, up pops another "Just because". Just because my cousin Jackie was deaf, I knew sign language; and since I knew it, I used a sign when I couldn't think of a pidgin wigwag way to signal "happy".
You have to wonder about Fate sometimes. Just because I happened to take a shortcut one evening, I suddenly found myself voyeur to a stunning, brunette exhibitionist/narcissist, and involved in the most erotic affair of my life. We’d been driving each other to shattering orgasms for weeks, and I’d never even touched her sexually until tonight. I’d been shushed with a finger to the lips every time I tried to speak.
And then, up pops another “Just because”. Just because my cousin Jackie was deaf, I knew sign language; and since I knew it, I used a sign when I couldn’t think of a pidgin wigwag way to signal “happy”. Read more »
She privately explores a public desire.
Tammy was in graduate school now. Having graduated with a degree in computer science and technology, going to grad school was just the next logical step, especially with the economy in the tank. She didn't mind, she had been accepted into one of the best Computer science departments in the country. And being in grad school had its good and bad points. Unfortunately, one of the responsibilities of being in grad school was to act as one of the computer lab teaching assistants for undergraduate classes. This just diverted time from what she really wanted to do: write new computer programs. It was a small price to pay for her own office - closet was more like it - with free access to computers with plenty of power to process the code she planned on developing. The best thing about the office was that only Tammy had access to it.
Tammy was in graduate school now. Having graduated with a degree in computer science and technology, going to grad school was just the next logical step, especially with the economy in the tank. She didn’t mind, she had been accepted into one of the best Computer science departments in the country. And being in grad school had its good and bad points. Unfortunately, one of the responsibilities of being in grad school was to act as one of the computer lab teaching assistants for undergraduate classes. This just diverted time from what she really wanted to do: write new computer programs. It was a small price to pay for her own office - closet was more like it - with free access to computers with plenty of power to process the code she planned on developing. The best thing about the office was that only Tammy had access to it. Read more »
K leaves club with something to remember.
""K" – if you're out there remember you've still got a fan..."
*Conclusion:*
As I pondered the nearness of the end of the semester and what to do next, K again interjected herself into the process. She wrote to me the following:
"Brad,"
"I have a plan for one last show for your club. However, I won't perform until after the membership plays a little game I have in mind. I have an old friend coming to join me for the finale. If you don't want your little lingerie picture showing up all over campus, I think you'll be happy to get the club's participation. I can get us into the old Kendall House's second floor classroom. Kendall is on the row of old homes that the college bought and converted for classroom space. The only windows in the room face out back toward down the hill towards the athletic complex. Let's make this a little more fun by going during the day. Next Saturday December the 9th. If you go around to the rear of the building at 10am, I'll let you in."
“”K” – if you’re out there remember you’ve still got a fan…”
*Conclusion:*
As I pondered the nearness of the end of the semester and what to do next, K again interjected herself into the process. She wrote to me the following:
“Brad,”
“I have a plan for one last show for your club. However, I won’t perform until after the membership plays a little game I have in mind. I have an old friend coming to join me for the finale. If you don’t want your little lingerie picture showing up all over campus, I think you’ll be happy to get the club’s participation. I can get us into the old Kendall House’s second floor classroom. Kendall is on the row of old homes that the college bought and converted for classroom space. The only windows in the room face out back toward down the hill towards the athletic complex. Let’s make this a little more fun by going during the day. Next Saturday December the 9th. If you go around to the rear of the building at 10am, I’ll let you in.” Read more »
Involving a friend.
The evening after our little escapade at the barbershop we went out with our friends, Larry and Sharon. Larry and I had met several years before when we both worked at the same company. We'd both since moved on to other jobs, but had formed a good friendship and stayed in touch pretty regularly. Katie and his wife, Sharon, hit it off as well so our two families got together quite a bit. Larry and Sharon had two daughters, so Katie got to go out with Sharon and the kids and play "auntie" too.
Our evening out was pretty typical. We went out to dinner at a fairly nice place where things were quiet enough that we could all talk. Larry and I talked about work and hobbies. The ladies' conversation seemed to mainly center around the girls. It was a nice, casual evening. Good food, good wine, good company, and good conversation.
The evening after our little escapade at the barbershop we went out with our friends, Larry and Sharon. Larry and I had met several years before when we both worked at the same company. We’d both since moved on to other jobs, but had formed a good friendship and stayed in touch pretty regularly. Katie and his wife, Sharon, hit it off as well so our two families got together quite a bit. Larry and Sharon had two daughters, so Katie got to go out with Sharon and the kids and play “auntie” too.
Our evening out was pretty typical. We went out to dinner at a fairly nice place where things were quiet enough that we could all talk. Larry and I talked about work and hobbies. The ladies’ conversation seemed to mainly center around the girls. It was a nice, casual evening. Good food, good wine, good company, and good conversation. Read more »
Camping reveals suppressed exhibitionist and lesbian desires.
"This is the true story of a holiday camping trip in the summer of 1997 with my best friend Anna.
I had just celebrated my eighteenth birthday and it was a time when I was unsure of my sexuality and searching for answers.
The events described mark a significant turning point in my life and helped me to begin to understand my sexuality and in particular previously suppressed lesbian and exhibitionist desires.
Although I have not seen Anna for a few years, I will always be grateful to her for being my dearest friend and she will always have a special place in my heart. I do not miss her because I know I will see her again. It has to be.
“This is the true story of a holiday camping trip in the summer of 1997 with my best friend Anna.
I had just celebrated my eighteenth birthday and it was a time when I was unsure of my sexuality and searching for answers.
The events described mark a significant turning point in my life and helped me to begin to understand my sexuality and in particular previously suppressed lesbian and exhibitionist desires.
Although I have not seen Anna for a few years, I will always be grateful to her for being my dearest friend and she will always have a special place in my heart. I do not miss her because I know I will see her again. It has to be. Read more »
