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Gently then vigorously she digitally explored her prepubescent sensitive private hairless parts alone at bedtime, in her dark bedroom. It defined her nickname, fingers. She was often called precocious, just because she openly spewed questions about what she was learning with her body during those moist sessions. Why: did her breathing change, did she feel light headed, get moist, and feel so damn good?
She quit asking her parents and older syblings about her discoveries because she saw how uncomfortable they were about her sexuality and their own. Like many of her cousins and friends she learned from her religiously stifled parents, not to talk about such things in polite company. Silently she continued to explore and become skillful in achieving that most pleasurable of consciousness which she later learned had a label, orgasm.
She suspects that her current kinkiness is a result of her early curiosity about sex. Would her vast readings in erotica create such unrealistic high expectations that no partner would ever be able to live up to them? Would she eventually become so jaded as to scare away most serious long-term relationships? Would she settled for a Vanilla marriage rather than live alone? Would she subject herself to a Dom that just seems so full of himself, so that she could have the kinky life style she desired? She actually tried that more than once. It was wonderful at first, but change was inevitable. When he started wanting other players involved in their relationship she saw herself slip from his focus. It ended. When she tried a Domme she just realized after a short time, that bitch was crazy. That ended too.
Now as an experienced horny single adult she found a some free kinky websites and placed ads in them to find, the one, a kinky partner. As liberated as she was, it was frustrating for her to be limited by the typical categories of the BDSM community. She wants a lover, but being a Domme or Submissive, even a switch seem too confining. Sometimes this girl just wants to have fun. Her circle of friends didn’t quite know that she often fantasized about friends with benefits scenarios with them. She hasn’t crossed that line too many times. On the few times she did, it was with the mutual understanding that they’d be taking that secret to the grave.
Now she is reading this profile and believing: Here is somebody that understands me! More likely it is her optimism and hope that spring eternal. Is the writer is just another guy hoping to get laid? The writer’s problem is that since his motorcycle accident a year ago, he has been impotent. He already has a partner that wants him in every way he wants to be had, but a lack of an erection has frustrated him. In his mind he is no longer the stud he once was. But his mind is still fertile. His tongue and fingers are still capable of making her squirm and moan, but it is not enough for him. That is why he is here, to flirt and exchange stories because true life experiences are more erotic to him than all the erotica he read as a teenager.
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