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ladies and gentlemen, your attention please

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I’m a naughty, naughty girl. But I’ve finally received the spanking that was so long overdue. It hasn’t whipped me into obedience, quite yet – but I will say that oh, how I have missed the feel of a big, strong hand connecting with my tender bottom. The boy knows how to spank. Damn. Shudder. Perhaps, with due diligence and earnest application of discipline, I will in time...

losing my virginity, part 2

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A while back I posted losing my virginity, part 1. A reader recently reminded me I never did post part 2, which is equally funny in its own way. So here goes. A few months after the first attempt, I was re-dating a boyfriend I’d been very close to in high school. I had wanted to give him my virginity, anyway, back then, so sure. He could be the one. After a few weeks of dates, we decided we were...

married men

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The panties say “I’ve been naughty” on the front, and “Spank Me” on the back. I’d like several pairs, please. 😉 I am finding myself increasingly depressed by what I’ve been finding in the kinky personals. Married men. By the bucketful, really. Even though my profile clearly states I’m not interested in married men. I wish I were, you know. I wish I...

orgasmic headaches

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Daze recently linked to a Yahoo! story about something called “orgasmic headaches”: There seem to be two basic patterns to these headaches: Type 1 usually begins as a dull pain that starts prior to orgasm, while type 2 has sudden onset, often described as a “thunderclap” headache, that occurs within seconds of orgasm. I actually had these for several weeks a couple of...

true story: anal sex?

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Bacchus was talking about anal first-times (bad one mentioned here) and it got me to thinking about my own sort-of first time, only time, really. This entry could be subtitled “Why you should not have hot completely drunk monkey sex with a bad back”. About that bad back. Most of the time it’s OK. But I’m careful. I know what I can and cannot do with it. I can do many...

hard to see, the dark side is

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Halloween 1988 was an evening I will never forget. I was sitting beside my very first boyfriend (we had been going out all of two weeks) in my basement, watching the movie Halloween on video. It was completely dark in the room except for the flicker of the screen. My lips were still swollen from our marathon makeout session before the movie, and I had daringly placed my hand on his thigh while we...

marital discord

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The short version is that I left my husband because we didn’t have sex any more. The long version is, as you’d expect, a lot more complicated than that, but it hits the highlights well enough. Because it’s never just about not having sex. It’s about all the reasons (the ones you know, and the ones you don’t) why you’re not having sex, it’s about how not...

losing my virginity, part 1

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I promised a while back that I would tell the story of how I lost my virginity. People just love telling these stories anyway, but I've always found my initiation into intercourse to be particularly amusing. To me, at least, and hopefully for some of you as well.

the power of smell

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Smell is such a powerful sense. Most of the time we don’t even realize it, but scents are all around us, every day, affecting our moods and our thoughts and our memories. I walked through the park tonight and suddenly smelled him. A lover’s scent is one of the most powerful odors in our memory repertiore; probably only second to that of our mothers. We’re intimate with them...

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