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I came home late today. That jerk wanted me to finish the report by tomorrow. I hate my job. But at least I got to know better my neighbors. Some say it’s not wise to fuck where you live … or does the saying go in a different way?

I live at the eleventh floor and the doorman is always happy to open the door for me. I guess he’s happy about opening the door for anyone. As I was entering the building, the doorman’s fake smile was interrupted by the voice of a man telling him not to close the door. I looked back and I saw a 40 something tall man coming my way. The doorman said ‘Hello mister Smith, how’s life with the little missy?’ Of course his last name was not Smith, but I thought it was a bad idea to write down his real name. Actually, at that time, I didn’t even know who he was because as I told you I’m not much of a social person. I only knew his name and that he was married… and good looking. Oh, yes, and that his family was living in the same building as me. But these are just small and irrelevant details compared to what other details I have relating to him.

As he entered the building, he must not have seen me, because he pushed his suitcase under my…ass. I don’t know how he managed to do that, but perhaps the fact that I was wearing a short baggy skirt eased the process. I only know that when the cold suitcase touched the lower side of my ass, I felt aroused. When I feel aroused, I tend to blush… and he saw that. He apologized for the accident, and tried to be a gentleman by opening the elevator’s door for me. His voice was deep and the more he talked, the more horny I became. By the time we reached the 7^th floor, I couldn’t help myself and I jumped on him. I started kissing his neck, with one hand holding his tie up, almost strangling him, and with the other one rubbing his cock. He liked it… I could feel it getting hard. But then, the elevator stopped at the 10^th floor, and she pushed me away and ran outside. I just hate a man who leaves me unfinished. I was not suggesting a marriage; I just wanted to have a quickie! God I was horny!

My floor came next, and I got out of the elevator. I started searching for my keys. I can’t concentrate when I’m horny, so the more I searched the more nervous I got. ‘Can I help you with something?’ I heard a voice and as I turned the other way around, the pizza boy was staring at me. I said ‘Yes you can!’ and I pushed him in the elevator. I blocked the door and I started to unzip his pants. He wasn’t saying a word, just smiling. What 18 year old pizza boy would turn down a horny woman? So we started to fuck. Not that it would have mattered at that time, but his cock was really big! I didn’t even take my clothes of, just ripped of my panties and started ridding him. He finished before I did, but that didn’t stop me in getting what I wanted. I continued fucking him because his cock was still hard. And I finished. I got out of the elevator, but not before taking a leaflet… in case I wanted to eat pizza… .

So perhaps I scared my neighbor, but the pizza guy made my day. I’m sure I’ll see both of them again, though I’m not sure I would fuck the pizza guy again. I get turned on easily, but strangers are simply much more irresistible. And I can say that I now know the pizza guy… really god! Perhaps I should try again with my neighbor?

Tomorrow is another day…

My name is Gemma and I’m 25 years old Polish woman… going on 20. I work in an office in a small local company, and every day I’m taking the bus because I don’t own a car yet. I’m not much of a social person this is why the persons I meet don’t stick around much to become my friends. That makes me a bit sad, mostly because I don’t have close friends to ask me how my day was. At first, it may seem that my life is ruled by routine, but I would not exactly describe it like that. I am a sex addict and I don’t discriminate either of the sexes. This brings me to the reason why I’m writing here. I want to keep an online diary of my memorable encounters. Since I have no close friends to confess to, I will post here all my sexual exploits that made my days special. I hope reading them will give you a kick.

In these modern times, women’s liberation is no longer a fancy word and many women are boldly stepping into territories once dominated by men only. That has made them very confident and outgoing and premarital sex is no longer considered taboo by them. They are no longer willing to accept that premarital sex is not appropriate or engaging in it is not in their best interests as they feel any form of sexual attraction must be duly fulfilled. They consider themselves fully equal to men in all respects and if men can sleep around before marriage, so can they.

However they could be mistaken, for we still live in a society which has got set ideas about things and most men are loathe considering a woman who is not a virgin as somebody compatible for them when it comes to marriage. Men still want their potential life partners to be coy virgins and they see it as a challenge to prove their sexual prowess. Many get sexually excited at the prospect of deflowering a virgin, though they may not have had prior sexual experience. In fact this fixation with an intact hymen on the part of men is causing many women to rectify any tear in the hymen caused due to either sexual contact or otherwise so that they can present themselves as the typical virgin sought by their partner. This way they are able to satisfy the requirement of their partner and also keep their family happy.

Let us at this point understand the function of the hymen?

The female sexual system by virtue of it being outside the body has in the vagina, an organ that is capable of cleansing itself. But it is the tube that leads from the vagina to the uterus which is about half a foot long that is susceptible to infection and bacteria can easily deposit themselves on this canal, making their way from unhygienic toilet seats or tampons. This leads to uterus infection and women are thus very prone to urinary infections. The outcome of a urinary infection is smelly vaginal discharges, fever, pain and some spotting of blood.

To prevent such an occurrence, nature has provided women with the hymen that is a film of tissue acting as a gatekeeper to the vaginal canal. This gate prevents easy entry of any bacteria and keeps the canal clean and safe. But since no two individuals are the same, it is possible that some women may have no hymen at all or just have half a hymen. The appearance of the hymen is also different in each woman as is clear from the picture below. This tissue can be split or can suffer tear due to hectic physical activity like sports, gymnastics, and practice of martial arts that involve a lot of stretching. Other similar hectic activities like horse riding or cycling or through use of tampons can also lead to a ruptured hymen.

What are the medical terms for different types of hymen?

It is a misconception that an intact hymen means the woman is a virgin. The hymen can be of different shapes and sizes and depending on them, they are known by various medical terms such as the annular hymen where the hymen manifests itself as a ring around the vaginal opening, septate hymen where the hymen acquires a split down its middle making the vagina look like it has two openings, the rigid hymen, which is quite tough to penetrate and so on.

This tissue or hymen does not fully cover the vaginal canal as the menstrual fluid has to seep out and in cases where the hymen has blocked the opening, women have found it difficult to go about their natural body functions such as urinate, dispose off menstrual fluid, wear tampons and have satisfactory sex. In such rare cases, there is no option but to surgically cut the hymen off.

So why is an intact hymen so important from a cultural standpoint?

Since time immemorial, the intact hymen has been proof of a woman’s virginity and this fact was even checked by somebody neutral to both the parties before finalizing the marriage. Even in today’s times, it is the mother and mother in law who together inspects the girl and make sure that the groom is getting a fresh piece, so to say. If by any chance, the hymen happens to be ruptured, then it is not uncommon for people on the bride’s side taking their life to express their guilt and shame over this and this is prevalent essentially in Pakistan and India. Other countries which still lay a great emphasis on an intact hymen are the Muslim countries of Arabia, Malaysia and Indonesia.

All along the focus has been skewed towards the man marrying somebody who has been sexually untouched. The latest example of this played out in a court in France when the marriage was annulled because the bridegroom discovered on the nuptial bed that his bride was not pure, as in her hymen had ruptured. In fact, this groom immediately went and deposited his bride at her parent’s place. The incident is more shocking when you consider that the groom in question was of French nationality and had an engineering degree. Moreover, he was thirty years old with a lot of sexual experience of his own, as discovered by the tabloids at a later date. Sociologists feel that this fixation with an intact hymen is usually in countries where the people are suffering from poverty and are also dependant on a strong hierarchical system. Hence it is deemed important for the bride to be a virgin so that the progeny does not have genes from outside the clan. This is all the more so since they cannot afford the costly process of DNA testing and there is no other way to ensure this purity of the progeny that is about to be conceived.

It was by sheer accident that Vinod realized that his aunt nurtured equal lust and passion for sex. He had always wanted to screw her for a long time and she was one of his fantasy women and not without reason. With a 38-28-36 figure and a rather brazen look about her face, she exuded raw sexual energy enough to awaken a corpse. But Vinod could never muster the courage and since she was his mother’s younger sister, he also felt it taboo to lust after her and restricted his activity to only masturbating and fantasising about her. He also felt that she had only motherly instincts towards him and whenever she hugged him or pecked him lightly on his cheek, he did not feel any sexual tension behind it.

However one hot afternoon, when his mother had gone to meet one of her friends and his aunt dropped in to see her, he saw his opportunity and was just wondering how to make the best of it. He had been alone and was watching a porno movie on his video when he heard the doorbell ring. His erection was too obvious to immediately do anything and hoping that his aunt would not notice it, he opened the door to see his aunt standing in a sari which did nothing to conceal the lush figure under it.

The look on his aunt’s face said it all and he realized she had seen the bulge on his shorts. Moreover, he had kept the volume unusually high and the sexy moans and groans from the porno movie could be well heard by his aunt outside the door and the lady understood that the boy was busy masturbating till she rang the bell.

“In the gentle light of the month, the mother of all lovers, the sacred spirit of love promises eternal adoration. Then, as if the soul separates from the body and mind’s eye, you can watch the night charm that seems to reveal its most intimate hidden places so that we can enter them … ”

It is almost impossible to achieve all those means by which you can find love, but it’s so nice to know you. Tanya knew how to talk about love and help you understand the secrets to intercept the message of love.
Tanya was a beautiful young woman, a true goddess of beauty that seemed to know them all. Besides beauty and nobility of soul, grace, wisdom was also present.
He looked white dress that mold perfectly delicate that rocked her hips in an extraordinary pace, full of charm and grace. Black locks and waves pouring on half bare shoulders. Velvety peach skin and eyes like two emeralds at sea agitated, I feel pleasure that you face a beautiful goddess.

Suddenly, her lips the color of cherry, stopped his movements and a smile so sensual romp in the corner of her mouth appeared.
- Look! she said, raising his hand and pointing to one of the trees that burned in the fire around which we are. God! … Here one wonders about the talking!
I looked at the place indicated in the hope that I see the stars of the night. Great was my surprise when my eyes were struck by dense crown of leaves that appeared to take place of shelter.
- See, “said Tanya with the same emotion in his voice. Here, in nature, including trees and animals, love has its place. Like us, plants and animals have learned unmistakable language of love.
I spent so long time, contemplating this extraordinary scene. Tanya card knees and sat down, closing your eyes and let the wind to stroke her hair. Dry cracked tree branches covered by flames, and a pale light floods the beautiful face of the woman. For her everything was different. I had to learn much later her secret, but to avoid unforeseen, but to witness a tragedy.
My thoughts were scattered by crystalline voice of the woman next to me.
- There are landscapes hiding legendary love stories that seem unreal to simple story of narrator.
- I agree with you, I say frecându my hands easily. Over time there have been many stories of love, some happy ending, but most with a tragic outcome. Many have become legends, but many have been forgotten.
- You’re right, “said Tanya smile. Today, few people what they remember the beautiful story of Troy and the only history also recalled the famous Cleopatra and her tragic fate. But there are other famous love that most remember.
- “Romeo and Juliet”, exclaimed Anca and wiped her face is light for a moment. Read the rest of this entry »

They were completing seven years of married life next month and Rohit’s mind went back to the time he courted Neha and how sexually attractive he had found her then. Their typical Hindu marriage took place five months after the engagement and in those five months, short of indulging in sexual intercourse, they had done everything else. The actual act, they wanted to reserve it for the wedding night and it is to their credit that they could manage to exercise that level of self control.

But after seven years, he realized he needed a change in his sexual routine with his wife and his immediate thought centered on his friend’s wife Nisha. He had been eyeing her ever since he met her for the first time and harbored thoughts of sucking her ripe breasts which she seemed to always display whenever possible. Initially he thought that she was being careless about the manner in which she used to drape her sari, but soon realized that it was just plain seduction by allowing him glimpses of the fair skin and deep cleavage of her wonderfully high and firm breasts. Even as he thought about her, his hand was rubbing his erect cock and he decided that he must take the initiative and fuck her when he got the opportunity the next time. In fact he was now repenting the fact that he did not read the signals properly enough and wasted precious time all these years.

Occasionally, when fucking his wife, he imagined Nisha underneath him begging for more from him and that invariably made him retain his erection for a much longer time providing his wife complete satisfaction.

As a gym trainer, he was a thorough professional. He did not let his mind wander about even on noticing some of the most wonderful female bodies over the last many months. But one lady had truly succeeded in disturbing this mental control and had created a stir in his loins. She was one of the new members who had joined the gym and was interested in slimming down. He could not fathom why she would want to do that considering that she had one of the sexiest bodies he had seen in a long time.

Yes, she was on the heavier side but that was where she scored over the other well toned bodies he was so used to seeing. Her breasts and ass were huge and every time she bent to do some work outs, her ass cheeks spread invitingly as if begging for either a cock or tongue to pay them service. He found that he could not concentrate on other members when she was in proximity and that began to show with some members complaining about his rather casual attitude towards them.

While he knew this was not professional ethics, this lust for her body was really getting to him and when alone, he would often fantasise kneeling like a dog behind those huge spread out ass cheeks and licking her asshole through her gym attire. It would make him very horny and the massive erection would subside only through a masturbatory release.

Reema stretched herself seductively and got up from her bed. It was pushing nine and she had plans to visit the parlor today. The appointment was already fixed and she had to be by eleven. She was in her mid thirties and a bored housewife. Her husband was busy with official tours and she often found it difficult to control the itching in her cunt which seemed to want some good licking and fucking.

Till now she had managed to satisfy herself with her fingers and usage of the vibrator which she purchased without the knowledge of her husband. But that pleasure was not as intense as the real one and she was wondering how to satisfy her sexual craving. She did not want to take the risk of seducing some other male and enter into a no frills relationship either. The only solution was to coerce her maid Radha into providing her with some sexual gratification. This way there would be no danger and she could have her thrills whenever she wanted.

Radha was her maid for the last two years and was not more than 25 years old. She had a body to die for with luscious large breasts and a juicy ass. Her body was well toned thanks to the physical labor she had to engage in as part of her duties. Reema suddenly realized that for some strange reason, this desire of getting into a lesbian relationship had always been in her subconscious and was now surfacing when she wanted it to finally happen.

She instinctively knew it was him. Ever since she moved in with her hubby a month back, she had noticed this youngster watching her through his binoculars from across the road and also keeping track of her movements when she went down for a walk around the complex.

She too found him quite virile and handsome and often wondered how he would be in bed. Today, she decided to tease him a bit and let him enjoy the beauty of her sensuous body. The exhibitionist streak that is inherent in most women took over and she decided to let him gawk to his heart’s content. She always knew she had a lovely body and was particularly proud of her breasts which seemed to defy gravity and stood firm and high.

Knowing that his attention was riveted on her, she stretched languorously thrusting those huge twin mounds of hot flesh forward and upward. She knew this action will have the desired effect and it did. Rahul, who watching this could not control his pent up frustration and started stroking his erect cock with his right hand while holding on to the binoculars with his left. She then made out as if she was looking for something on the floor and assumed a position on her knees such that her huge ass jutted out invitingly beneath the pant like material she was wearing. This action was so seductive that Rahul thought he might spill his load if he went on with his stroking. He desperately wanted to drill her asshole with his pecker and stopped masturbating momentarily.

He reached the college just in time for the lecture and immediately noticed that the class was full and he was one of the last to make an entry. The only seat vacant was in the back row and he gladly took it. He always preferred the last benches and preferred solitude. It was here that he could indulge in fantasising and masturbate in peace away from prying eyes and friends. He did this regularly and derived immense satisfaction from it. His testosterone level was playing havoc with his system and he needed regular release from the pent up sexual feelings.

The lecture on chemistry had just begun and his mind began to wander.

The morning bus incident had only served to fuel this further. As he recollected the soft touch of the woman’s ass cheeks against his cock, his hand automatically started rubbing his erection through the jeans and despite the thick material, he could sense waves of pleasure coursing through his body. In his mind, he was imagining rubbing his cock against the woman’s buttocks through the thin sari material that seemed to cling to her wonderful high ass. As he fantasized, his hand started moving more rapidly up and down the jeans front and he was in a realm of his own totally oblivious to what was happening out in the front till he got the release he wanted. The semen gushed forth spoiling his undergarments and he was glad that he had worn black jeans.

Everybody however seemed to be paying full attention to the lecture.