Hot Compilation of Extremely Bangable Booties

Too bad they weren't all taking a shit. That would be a hot video!

“Let’s see her arse now,” Keith mumbled, and immediately Doris was turned half round to expose her lovely round arse, the thin ribbon of her black thong almost invisible between her cheeks. She looked small and helpless and extremely vulnerable and fuckable as Keith ran his hands up and down the back of her thighs, clenching them sometimes round her exposed arse cheeks. [full story via literotica.com]

When you’re in your forties, especially if you have children who are in their teens, often the only time a woman can get some private “me” time is by locking herself away in the bathroom, whether it be a long soak with a trashy novel, or a good old play with the shower hose.

Whilst I personally do enjoy the sensation of the spray from the nozzle on my clit, I think I’d draw the line at any public displays of tinkling with the sprinkler, unlike the writer of the following story:-

For the first time, I was alone, and as the warm water came down on my body I thought great it was, standing naked by myself, as if the club was my personal property. I got my hair and body wet, and then I moved back and aimed the nozzle so that the spray came directly down on the V of my groin. The shower that Mac and I have at home can be adjusted so that it is a fun masturbation supplement, but I had never used the club shower in this manner. And oh my, did it feel good! I closed my eyes and sighed. The spray made my cunt tingle, and I took advantage of the privacy to slide my hand down to my pussy and tease my labia, and let a finger steal into my slit. I was oblivious to anything save my own pleasure. I quickly went from “touching myself” to masturbation.

And then the sound of another shower, and the realization that someone else had come into the room. My eyes opened to find Melissa standing two nozzles away, her back discreetly turned towards me. I realized that she had seen what I was doing and chose to come on into the shower anyway. My first reaction? I must admit that I suffered some flickers of embarrassment. To have been caught like a teen, playing with my pussy in a public place! My second feeling, however, was one of arousal—that I had the opportunity to be naked, and alone, with a woman I sensed was a kindred spirit, one happy when nude, and unashamed to let other persons see her body................................

Whatever, what happened at that moment, and in the hours and days that followed, remain a dear part of my sexual life. I shall relate more concerning my relationship in due course.****[read the full story, via solotouch.com]

Click the link to view some sheer pleasure enjoyed by a rather shy guy:-
cumming in tights
I can understand why the practice of wanking through sheer nylon is appealing, both for men and for women.

I remember when I first discovered masturbation, I could only achieve it through the thin material of my panties because direct clitoral stimulation was just too intense and the sensation of stroking my whole vulva area through a translucent fabric is second to none.

A MOST EXCITING EXPERIENCE

When I was still a teenager, I discovered the delight of wearing women’s underwear while masturbating. I never set out to do this, and the idea came to me quite by accident. It happened in in one of the hotels my parents managed. For some reason I was rummaging in a cabinet used by the kitchen staff and waitresses, and found a girdle and a pair of dark tan nylons. I rushed into a toilet with them, pulled the girdle on and pulled the stockings on. I was trembling violently, loving the feel of nylon against flesh that I had always wanted to feel: imagining it was a woman’s legs. My cock was rigid, and I only had to stroke it a few times before I shot loads of sticky cum into the toilet bowl. I had never experienced the trembling before, a mixture of high arousal and terror of being caught, in addition to guilt. The combination was devastating and one of my most exciting experiences at that time. [read the full hot story via solotouch.com]

Anasteemaphilia is the term used to describe people who are sexually attracted to others of a significant difference in height.

I knew two people once who must have had ‘Anasteemaphilia’ - he was a very tall, about 6’ 8” lean, fit rugby player, and she was literally 4’ 8” and very round.  It would always make me smile imagining them in the sack together and I can’t believe they ever managed to achieve mutual oral sex - odd really.

WHAT DO YOU LOVE DOING?
Playing with ponies. And having relations with people of a different height than myself (ooh la la!) which I learned today is called “Anasteemaphilia.” Okay, that’s not really true- well, it’s true that it exists, but it’s not true that I have it- but I thought it was kind of funny, regardless. Can you imagine? “Oh! My! Goodness!  You are 2 INCHES taller than I am!!! I want to do dirty, dirty things to you!! Come here, hot stuff!” [via, yomalyn.deviantArt.com]

This convincing living statue representing a quirky loo, just goes to show what lengths some men will go to to get a woman to do the dirty on them!

I’m astounded that there are plenty of people who really get off on being sh*t on - I mean, really; why anyone would want to be crapped on so literally is beyond me.

Still, it takes all sorts, and maybe this particular guy is just hoping for an opportunity to poke his pecker into a proffered orifice!

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What shall you do with a drunken sailor?
Earl-aye in the morning

1. Put him in the long boat till he’s sober,
2. Keep him there and make ‘im bale ‘er.
3. Shave his belly with a rusty razor.
4. Put him in bed with the captain’s daughter.

Reported in the Telegraph today, a party of drunken cross-dressing sailors have been rebuked after performing scandalous simulated sexual acts in Istanbul, the day after the Queen and the Turkish president had officially visited the Royal Navy aircraft carrier.

Her Majesty was probably “not amused”!

Pictures of male and female ratings from HMS Illustrious groping each other, exposing themselves and simulating sex appeared in a Turkish newspaper, which suggested that the “disgusting” antics had shamed Britain.

Locals who witnessed the private party in the largely Muslim country claimed some of the crew members had “made love to each other in the street” while others had to be carried back on board.

Less than 24 hours earlier the 22,000 ton carrier, appropriately nicknamed HMS Lusty, had been the venue for a prestigious reception for 350 Turkish dignitaries, welcomed aboard by the Queen and the Duke of Edinburgh during the monarch’s state visit earlier this month. [via the Telegraph].

I have to confess, that massaging just above the pubic bone area really is quite effective in tightening up everything inside and somehow stimulating an area that I just can’t quite put my finger on!

Rumour has it that the infamous Monica admitted to sucking on Altoids mints just prior to giving head to Clinton because it created an interesting sensation for him; how intriguing I thought. 

I shaved my vulva recently using a menthol-based shaving foam (in error) and I can’t say I particularly enjoyed the odd hot yet cool feeling - it was most bizarre.  And, I’ve also been on the receiving end of oral sex after my man had eaten a rather spicy chilli con carne.  I was not amused.

But, it seems that some people really do get off on this kind of thing:

I just discovered this site today, and oh, my goodness I am addicted. After reading the spicy sex section, I was determined to try the Altoid but could only find peppermint gum, so I just finished furiously masturbating with peppermint gum in my fingers. It was incredible.

I have just found an incredible new pleasure that will entertain me, myself and I. My pussy thanks you.

Yes.

Insofar as talking intimately to someone other than the person you are in a relationship with, then of course it is.

I had a similar discussion with my man about participating in forums in sex-related websites, such as LPSG.org, and he says he has no problem with me cyber-flirting because it is detached, but he would not approve of me actually getting in touch with anyone personally, either by telephone or by email.

I know that most phone sex is with a stranger - someone you’re never likely to meet, but it’s still sharing your intimate fantasies and feelings with a real person, and that, in my book, is cheating.

It seems I’m not the only one who thinks like this:-

From Krystal

Yes it is cheating. This is coming from a wife and mother sitting up at 3:00am crying my eyes out. We have battled with this for years. He keeps saying “I know it hurts you and I will stop”. But never has! I have tried many alternatives to spice things up. It makes me feel as though he doesn’t love me and I am not good enough.

I have given my life up for my family. And this makes me feel very much unappreciated and useless. It really hurts. But I love him and don’t have any clue on where to go from here?? Sometimes when we do things we need to think about how it will affect others in our lives. [more via erotica-readers.com].

I’ve never lied about my age.
So far, I’ve not had to and even my own doctor believed me to be 5 years younger than my true age.  How long this will last, I don’t know, but I am beginning to wonder whether it would be better to mix with people 5-10 years older than myself, so that I’m always the youngest in the crowd.  On the other hand, associating with younger folk does help to keep the mind and attitude alive and fresh, but that means I look “past it” by comparison.

It’s a conundrum.

A Sunday Mail reader has this to say on the subject:

“I believe we would all be a lot happier if we never had to discuss age at all. After all, unless for professional or health reasons, the only reason people want to know is so that they can put one into a little box along with a scope of stereotypical idea´s about how one should dress, behave etc. It is a shame it should be so but until people stop discriminating against people entirely because of their age I will continue to refuse to reveal my age or if pressed for an answer, to state what I think is appropriate for the circumstances. I would go further and suggest that if one was allowed to behave as if one were younger one would actually stay younger for longer. Look at the number of people who stop doing things.”

Why do women lie about their age?

Just look at the captions accompanying the photographs of Madonna and Sharon Stone at the Cannes Film Festival last week.

How about rich, happy, successful, beautiful? No.

The captions inevitably read: ‘Combined age: 99.’ No such captioning, of course, accompanied pictures of Harrison Ford or Clint Eastwood.

Ridiculing a woman about her age is the last acceptable bastion of discrimination.

And although not everyone has gone to the ridiculous lengths I have to cover up my precise vintage (and, oh dear God, it has been an exhausting exercise in which I have had to be ever vigilant; the stress has been ageing in itself), I don’t have one single girlfriend who does not race, every two weeks, to the hairdresser to have her grey roots retouched.

I don’t know one woman over 40 who does not dread the advent of age spots, or freakily elongated ear lobes, even more than she dreads a protracted death in a nursing home. [more, via Sundaymail.co.uk]

Stacy chuckled a bit then turned around part way, grasping my chin in her hand. She lifted my chin up so we were looking into each other’s eyes, paused so she captured my gaze, and said, “I told you to kiss my ass. You will do that now.”

She had me. I was stuck and I knew it. Leaning forward, I planted my lips on Stacy’s incredibly firm ass and softly kissed it.

Stacy smiled at me, “That’s a good boy. I think we’re going to be OK together.”

I couldn’t imagine what she was thinking “OK together.” What does that mean?

Stacy continued, “We’re going to have so much fun together. Now run your tongue up the crack of my ass.”

She was training me like a dog.

“Good,” Stacy said, patting my head. “Now go deeper with your tongue.”

“Deeper?”

“Yes. I want you to bury your tongue in my ass. I want feel your tongue in that special place. You know where. [more, via reprobateindisguise.blogspot.com].

HOT OR WHAT!

Clitoral orgasm is considered to be the most intense of sensations a woman can experience and an orgasm through clitoral stimulation is usually more easily achieved than an orgasm through vaginal stimulation.

Since the clitoris is packed full of nerve endings, it is extremely sensitive and receptive, and there is a fine line between what is immensely enjoyable and what can also be quite painful.

Unlike any other clitoral stimulation, adult toys were designed to give her clit the best incitation. There are various kinds of adult toys, which were made for teasing clitoral zone. Clitoral vibrators are among ones that are very popular among women.

Egg or bullet, animal-shaped, and remote-controlled, they provide women with the whole range of sensations. These fancy and classic adult toys give their owner a possibility to heighten their sexual experience and delight her body. Be sure to have one at your disposal together with the good lube, and you will see her twisting in earth-shattering clitoral orgasm. [via love-shop.biz].

All those who know what axillism is, please raise your arms!

Axillism refers to the use of the armpit for sex. This is more common in Europe, where women allow their armpit hair to grow (I imagine they’re all at it here in France then!). This area is very sensitive to the flicker of the tongue or the warmth of a penis. Unshaven hair is also said to retain pheromones, the sex hormones that cause arousal when inhaled (well, I agree with that one).

The advantages of axillism for men are that of a tight fit, friction against the penis, close proximity to the breasts, and no risk of pregnancy or disease. Axillism, when engaged in within a day of shaving, produces more sensation but later underarm stubble can cause irritation of the penile skin - so watch out.

Hey Jerky, I saw this really hot chick at the mall and I thought I’d try your old “dick in the armpit” routine to see if it worked. I followed her home, climbed through a window and hid in a closet ‘till I heard her shower running. I snuck in the bathroom, peeked around the curtain and noticed she was shaving her pits (which made me kind of nervous with the potential for accident) so I made a last-second change of plan. When she bent over to pick up some conditioner I leaned in, stuck my index finger in her asshole and said “Hi, there” in my sexiest deep voice. Instead of being intrigued, she freaked completely the fuck out and wound up calling 911. What’s up with that shit? Did I unwittingly get a hold of a dyke? Signed: Confused in Idaho

Dear Confused; We here at the Daily Dirt cannot be held accountable...........[more via sexclave.com].

Looks like this chaps been told to go fnck himself!

I didn’t know this was even possible and when I tried to find out about autocoitus via Wikipedia, I discovered that the article on the subject had been deleted due, it seems, to lack of irrefutable evidence that it even exists - well, I’d say this photo is pretty clear cut proof, don’t you?

**I’ve just discovered another term for this practice - Autopederasty - a man inserting his penis into his own anus. This is not physically possible for all men, but can be pleasurable for those who achieve it. The anus is lubricated, the testicles are pushed to one side and the semi-erect glans penis is pushed into the anus. Ejaculation is not considered possible due to the position and detumescence of the penis.

No time given to respond to speedy delete; last revision of the page was sourced, verifiable, substantially relevant (as much as autofellatio). Neologism accusation in previous VfD is irrelevant, since the article is about a *practice* rather than the word itself; ‘autocoitus’ is simply a more encyclopedically appropriate term than the standard ‘self-fucking’. [read the article on Wikipedia here].

I’ve just discovered this new word - “tribadism” which, (in case you’ve never heard of it either), is the act of rubbing your genitals against another person’s genitals or other body part, particularly favoured in girl-on-girl sex where they straddle a partner’s leg or pubic bone and can even involve the entire body.

**I’ve just added a great personal remark from an experienced “tribber” in the comments box for this article.

Also known as “tribbing” or “humping” many women find they can easily achieve orgasm by dual masturbating in this manner.  I remember seeing a porn movie on one occasion which featured a cute Asian girl rubbing her hard clit on her partner’s vulva, and I confess I found it highly arousing; I’ve never actually participated in tribadism myself though, more’s the pity.

“Wanna trib?” I asked, know she probably wouldn’t have a clue what that was.

She opened her eyes and looked at me with a puzzled look on her face.

“What’s that? Sounds kinky.”

“Well.........you probably did it with your best friend when you didn’t really even know what sex was, but just knew it felt good.”

“Dry Humping!” she exclaimed.

“Ever do it?”

“Oh yeah! With my best friend on sleepovers sometimes, then later with boys, usually in the back seat of a car!”

“Oh God, I did have a lesbian experience before you! Of course, at the time, it didn’t even seem like sex. But..........looking back on it, it was.”

“Tell me about it.”

“Well, it was in the summer. I was sleeping over at my friends house. They had a screened in gazebo in the back yard, and we were ‘camping out’. It started out as a lot of giggling and then we took turns pretending we were boys, and began kissing each other. I remember my pussy getting tingly and my panties wet, but never considered it being sex. Well.........one thing led to another and soon she had crawled on top of me and began rubbing her panty covered mound against mine. I do remember it felt really good and by the time she ‘came’, and I know she did, because her breathing stopped and she shuddered on top of me. I know I didn’t ‘cum’, but I sure got wet and it felt really good. Right after that, she rolled of me and slid her hand down my panties. I remember vividly when she ran her finger over my clit. It was like and electric shock. [via, literotica.com].