My world

The Eight rules of fingering. Right guys and girls, I've heard a lot about this topic, whether it's overrated/ underrated etc. The truth is in my trusted opinion brace yourselves, it's highly underrated!! It's become Ancient, gone to a far away place, it's been forgotten about and swept under the carpet, when it comes to foreplay, unfortunately fingering isn't something young lovers tend to opt for, *wheeps to myself* many men would much rather stimulate the clitoris with their tongue, or off course their penises, typical lol. Back in the day oral sex was frowned upon, men or should I say boys were ashamed to admit it, so off course that's where their hands came into play. Hmmm so are guys crap at fingering because they're not used to it, or they're just uneducated??? or even because girls fake moan, by the way I think it's completely amateur to fake moan, but that's a topic for another day. Whatever the reason may be, fear not you beaut

Fucking myself Most of my friends at the time had often talked openly about pleasuring themselves, a few of them even owned a vibrator or even a dildo, when I had mentioned to them I had never done it before, they were shocked, "so what do you do when you get horny?" one asked "sleep" I said, they all started laughing, I felt like such an amateur. That night I decided to watch lesbian porn, it was making me so horny, I felt an erotic rush gushing through my brain, my vagina was getting so wet, as I laid back on my bed, I started rubbing on my big breasts, caressing my hard nipples, I decided to try it, fuck myself, just to see what all the fuss was about, I pulled down my white granny knickers, I deffiently need to upgrade to sexier lingire I giggled to myself, I spreaded my legs wide open, surprisingly I was very flexible, I stuck two fingers inside my clitoris, it felt so warm and moist, like sticking my fingers inside a freshly baked warm apple pie, off course

Lesbian sex We had been besties for about three years now, we were literally inseparable, the first time we met at work we clicked straight away, we were so michevious and naughty together, there was deffiently a spark between us, she was Asian and Muslim, but not your typical Muslim, she drunk smoked you name it, her family were always giving her a hard time about her life choices, she refused to wear a hijab, always out till late etc, they wanted her to settle down with a nice Asian Muslim guy, but little didn't they know she liked black dick, or even worse black pussy. I thought my parents were strict but hers were a whole different ball game. Every time she used to drive home late, I could see the fear in her eyes, but that didn't stop her from doing the same thing over and over again, I guess hanging out with me was her way of escaping, she told me she felt trapped, like she was living her life in a box, I really felt for her. There was always something between

WHY? Why do you keep thinking you're inferior to everyone else, you look around you and feel like you're not good enough, that everyone else is better than you, why do you feel like you're a failure, just because you don't earn as much money as your peers, or you don't drive a fancy car, or have the latest phone, why are you pretending to be someone else, just to fit in, to be liked, why do you look in the mirror and not see the beauty inside you, you stare at yourself and pick out all your flaws, but you dont see all the things that makes you beautiful, that makes you unique, why do you feel like you're worthless, just because you're going through a hard time right now, doesn't mean it will always be that way, when you hit rock bottom the only way is up. Why do you let people walk all over you, treat you like you're nothing, why do you see other people as more attractive than you, just because they get all the attention, have a smaller waist or li

Handcuffs and Blindfolds. So far our sex life was soooo good, my juicy fat pussy was always moist around him, every time we fucked or should I say made love, he made me cum every single time, each orgasm was wilder and better than the last one, but I wanted to experiment with him try new things, I was just so scared that he might get bored of me, trade me in for a girl with a bigger ass, or even bigger breasts, my breasts weren't the biggest, they were a perky C cup, he could just about fit his whole palm around them, he loved sucking on them and caressing them under my top, so he must have loved them. He always told me how sexy my body was, he could never keep his hands off me. Every time we had phone sex he'ld tell me he wanted to lick me all over, how much he wanted to taste me. I started watching porn more than I should, I wasn't sure whether it was normal, or I was a super freak, I mean all my friends talked about watching it, so I knew I wasn't alone. That

Make up Sex We had been together for months now and we had never once argued until now, my paranoia had gotten the best of me again, he was so beautiful I knew I was punching above my weight. Wherever we went woman used to stare at him they were lusting after him, even men would stare. His presence couldn't go unnoticed, he could light up a whole room with his big smile and pearly white teeth. He told me all the time how beautiful and seductive I was, but I still had my insecurities. That night he was out with his guy friends, somehow the video of him dancing with another woman, was sent to my phone, it could have been sent by one of his friends in a drunken state I wasn't sure, I just knew he wasn't that stupid. I called him straight away shouting down the phone, I was so angry, I could barely understand him, I knew I would never get a genuine answer from him, in his drunken state so I hung up. The next day I went round his house we were arguing for hours atleast t