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I miss you so much…. You were one of the hottest men I’ve ever had a sexual interaction with and I just wish you were here with me right now …. I think about you and drip ….. I wonder what you would do if you were next to me right now. Maybe the thought of you is just enough.

What I find myself drawn to in fascination and curiosity is the timing around when your memory and passion turns in my direction, the come hither glaze inviting and filling your eyes with lust. How is it, I ask, that in the randomness of revisiting sexual exploration and connection, the wonton desires building in each of us is so closely synced. Perhaps the thought and the unknown is enough, knowing how your gasps and moans feed me as powerfully as pure energy, that your anticipation of all the delicious things about to happen send you deliriously over the edge. Be thou satisfied and consumed.

It really turns me on thinking about my best friend getting fucked. Idk what that says about me. Once I read her diary and she was so explicit about her boyfriend at the time putting his dick in her soft mouth. I wish I still had that book to read.

It's because it adds a very realistic element to what you're reading. It doesn't even matter if you're a girl or a boy, because we each get excited and aroused at running into the interview of someone's private life. The voyeur perspective, even if just in our own minds eye. Share a story here and watch how we all get aroused at what you've done.

I’m so gay. I’m so gay for my best friend. I think when she smiled it really did something to my heart: like wow, you are SO pretty. I’ve never been gay for someone in that way before. Like I think I really became gay for girls because I saw how pretty she was. Also she had this accent that made her prettier. And her personality was really great, she was sweet, she was funny. We became really close, and one day for Halloween we went out and she dressed up in this tight little skirt and I think it really really did something to me that night because at some point she held my hand and I felt my heart stir so much I felt like a man. And at that time I just dismissed it but now I let that feeling travel to the end of its course and now I understand I was really really horny and gay for her. Like wow I’m so gay for her. If I could say something to that version of her it would be that I really wanna fuck you and you’re so sexy, so wet, and soft, and pretty, and I bet if I put my cock in your mouth you would look up at me with dewy eyes and look so pretty. Shit. My best friend was the prettiest girl in the world and I was extremely gay for her and I fell in love completely, head over heels. Head Over Heels. As years passed it got less and I was kinda happy being just friends with her but I feel like when you have a first love like that you never really stop loving that first love you know? Even if we’re just friends now and I don’t really want it to be otherwise, that little moment of time was just insane.

I often think that we spend time with our friends because they are the kind of people we like. That could be physical attraction, or a mental synchronization.

There are a few guys I hang out with where we have pushed the limit a lot. Not like a let's all get together and watch porn and masturbate together. Never had that particular experience. But, like I told a friend of mine on my birthday: "How gay do you want us to be?" We've snuggled, probably mostly to be funny and shocking to others around, but it was never this icky type of experience.

I don't think I'm gonna kiss him or jack him off or anything like that. But I am comfortable with him; I'd hold hands. I'd place my hand on his thigh, just to feel him tremble.

Every friendship is special and should be valued.

Last night I dreamt of my cousin who is 6 years younger than me. I woke up feeling like I have a crush on him. I’m in my mid twenties and I feel some judgement towards myself, though I obviously have no intention to act upon it. But it did make me realize that feelings are complex and I can’t control that I am attracted to him. He’s cute, he’s a nice guy, he’s someone I would have been wildly attracted to him as a teenager. Idk if that’s what it is. It’s still weird to me. Like that’s my cousin. Idk. These are weird feelings to have.

I know exactly what you mean.

Once, when 14, we had a huge family get together, multi-day, overnighter, and just packing all the grandkids into a large space.

Staying up talking with pretty much the only cousin my age, her face was so cute! I told her, "I could kiss you", even though I'd never kissed anyone like that, ever! (at that time)

She took it politely, didn't offer to kiss haha, but didn't hold it against me.

Weird, yes because of the relationship. But not weird, because it's still good to recognize the things we value.

And, sometimes you need a cousin story. Strip Poker, or Skinny Dipping. It doesn't have to be insane. But, pushing the envelope a bit, I think is more than understandable.

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gotlostnowalone

Sometimes... just what we both need.

Using this anon as a journal entry:

I want your body to only have imprints of my touch and no one else, to have moved above no one else but my body, to have moaned to no one else. I can’t believe you moaned for someone else….. I can’t believe you’ve moaned for someone else. I can’t believe you’ve moaned for her. i can’t believe you both fucked for hours. Fuck. I can’t believe you both fucked for 4 hours straight. What happened during those 4 hours? Did you put your fingers inside her? Did you tell her how perfect her pussy is when it got wet for you? Did you make her feel so fucking good, did you make her moan the way you make me moan? Did you claim her the way you claimed me? Did your bodies move onto each other, did you burn the way I did? Did you put your tongue in her and taste her? Fuck. Fuck. I’m so fucking jealous. I’m so fucking jealous. I’m so fucking jealous you both fucked for 4 hours straight. Fuck. I don’t care that we’ve fucked longer. I’m so fucking upset someone had you in this way. It drives me insane. It’s upsetting in a way that makes me desire you even more. I imagine you both and it makes me so jealous. I’m so damn jealous it isn’t just me that has had you like this. You both fucked for 4 hours straight. Fuck. I don’t know how I ever let you belong to someone else. I don’t know how I could ever do that again. The prospect is insane to me. I cannot imagine it. I cannot imagine you making me this jealous like this. You both fucked for 4 hours straight. God. It drives me goddamn insane. It makes me want to touch you endlessly and possessively. Don’t belong to anyone else. I’m going insane at the thought. I want to come back and fuck you right now. God. I want to show up at that fucking party, bring you home with me and just fuck you until tomorrow. I’m going to wear lingerie later I don’t give a fuck. I’m going to make you so fucking frustrated. I’m going to be so fucking sexy and make you desire me so much that you burn the way I do. I’m going to drive you crazy. I’m going to drive you so fucking crazy. You make me feel so much desire

Poetry.

I miss seeing your comments on sexsecretstoo and on soundsofpleasure🐰

Truth be told, I haven't listened to anything or visited the bravery of our friends. Seen some good ones?

My goal was ever to place myself in that situation to imagine I was brave enough to share, and then relate it back to myself in a way that reflects how I genuinely react or feel about it.

Deep down, I feel we all crave and want connection. Yah, woo hoo, let's get all riled up and fuck things (ourselves, our toys, our things, our food, whatever) but, kinda want it to have meaning too.

Oh we’re sharing secrets are we..

arent we?

(Here is an email I want to write to a friend but won’t)

Dear (__),

When you told me about your affair, I got so wet. When you describe how illicit and real it was, how he was so bold with you, taking you in front of everyone. I imagined him kissing you for the first time, and every time after: that he has a wife. He has a wife, and you are a secret. Every time he touches you, he’s choosing you. Imagine him just fucking you in front of his friends. They can’t say anything because you’re a secret, right? So he just spreads your legs and fucks you right there. They all come and watch, while you get used and fucked. He passionately thrusts into you, cock raw, because he wants you so fucking badly. Everyone is just trying not to see, and he’s just shoving his tongue into you. The lights are dim and he just takes you. He has a fucking ring on his finger and he’s still taking you. He drags you to a corner and just starts stripping you. “(___)….stop.” He keeps going. He’s tearing into your clothes and just pulling it down and down “___!” He’s pinned you down. Your entire nipple is hanging and exposed to the air. He just hikes your skirt up and fucks you right then and there. People are just looking at you from the corner of their eye, tactful enough to not gape. “___…..____…” You feel his cock pry open the wet lips of your pussy. It’s so fucking hard. You feel it rub slightly against your clit and you shiver. It drips, and then pushes into your pussy. You gasp and fall onto him, and he takes the opportunity to push it completely inside you and start fucking you madly. “Fuck….. fuck!”

Call it: "Posting for a friend", because we shouldn't repress our sexual feelings (though we should respect the consent of others to opt in to the passion we want and are ready to share).

I know you want to feel the tingles all over your body. But don't forget the secret, hidden, small touches that excite and promise and anticipate the things to come.

Lovin' Me

it hasn't always been the easiest job

lovin' me

but every time you do, i know you're

lovin' me

but if you think i don't know every time you go back to her

i know that you've never spent one moment

lovin' me

The Shits

you know you're at the place when nothing's going right

oh the shits

but sometimes just in time before its all a mess

sweet lord the shits

turn away from your only friend

find out who you really are in the end

you shit

I wanna sext someone so badly. A stranger. I want to feel their lips on me. I want to feel them kiss me and force me open. I want them to pump their fingers into me. I want their mouth to stifle me so I can’t protest. I want to feel helpless while they just take me. I want to shake from the pressure of their cock inside me. I want to drip onto them imagining them inserting inside me. I want them to pump into me so hard and fast that I cum onto them and even then it’s not enough. I want them manhandling my weak little body and opening up my pussy to be fucked over and over and over. I want to go insane from the sensation of them entering me. God. Fuck. I miss being fucked by my girlfriend. I want to be held down by her and be forced to be polite. I want her to make me apologize. I want her to make me beg. I want her to lick my nipples and make my body shiver from her tongue. I want her to trace it down my body, slowly, and start licking my pussy. I want to feel her tongue eating me out. God. I’m so fucking wet. I’m so fucking wet I want to feel her on me, I want to feel my body shiver while her tongue traces my pussy folds. I want to moan her name over and over while she holds my legs open and just licks me and licks me and tastes me. I want to feel her tongue on my clit and her fingers slowly entering me. It drives me fucking insane. I want to feel the pressure of her tongue while she fucks me while tasting me. Fuck fuck fuck fuck I’m so fucking wet I want to come on her tongue so fucking bad I’m so desperate for her. I’m in my friend’s house imagining her and they’re next door talking to their mom and I just wanna put my fingers on my wet pussy and fuck myself to my fantasy. I want to moan her name I want her to climb onto me and shove her fingers into me while she eats me out under the covers. God I miss her tongue so much, I miss her tongue on my pussy. I miss her between my legs. I miss her mouth on my nipples. I’m so wet daddy. What am I gonna do with nothing in my drenched, dripping pussy?

That's your challenge this week. Give in completely while at a friend's house.

My biggest secret is that I mainly masturbate anally. This is both the hottest and most shameful secret I’ve ever had. My first ever orgasm was anal and the feeling I get from them is so much more intense than either a vaginal or clitoral orgasm.

I am proud of you for sharing. Human psychology being what it is, I don't know if the shame adds to the intensity of those feelings or not.

But, between you and me, I see no problem with you finding and doing what works and is right for you. I think I can even dare to say, you're not alone in this.

Which pretty much means: Live it up, and keep sharing, because guaranteed, we get off when you get off. So keep us right there with you.

I miss you. I think about you all the time and I yearn to hear from you. I wish I had your voice in my ear whispering soft and melting things while I rubbed my pussy. I want to hear from you, I wish your voice could touch me everywhere.

It is quite motivational, and might I add: A very relatable and reasonable request.

viralfrog

gotlostnowalone

What.A.Darling.

Hi, it’s a bit hard to say this but I didn’t want to leave you hanging. We chatted very recently through DMs (I approached you) but I’ve decided I can’t bring myself to continue the conversation for the simple reason that you are… genuinely very sincere, intimate and seemingly lovely, and it facilitated too much of a possible emotional connection that I don’t want to contribute to out of loyalty to my partner, whom I love very much. You were a very safe space to talk to (albeit very briefly) and explore my sexuality with, and I honestly root for your continued activity on this site because the way you engage with sexuality is, to me, not only very sexy but so unprecedented because it is so accepting and welcoming and affirming, regardless in whatever state the other person exists in before you. It is so lovely, so hot, and so revolutionary to the way I understand sexuality and the possibilities of sexual dynamics. You have done so much for me, and while I would really so love to receive your incredibly sexy messages personally, your accompanied kindness and softness in it is sadly too intimate for what I feel is appropriate for my personal boundaries in my exploring. I will most likely continue to engage with you in a more safely detached medium aka through anon, here, instead (and touch myself accordingly….. you really genuinely do things to me). I just wanted to say thank you. Your existence on this site at least has liberated me in ways I wouldn’t have imagined a sexual male gaze could. Thank you for existing here.

I actually really love this response. Yes, sad for me to "miss out" on exploring sexuality with you, but there's so much positivity and understanding in your experience and interactions with me, that I can only approve of what you've shared with me.

I hope that's validation, of a sort, as otherwise, I know that the amazing woman you are doesn't need "validation" from me....I just hope you like it :) since I know you are incredible just by being you.

Take care, and keep those touches going. That is tendor for me, and gets me going like nothing else.

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