Category: Sex

Bear True Tales 

Sunday Funday

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We’d unexpectedly found ourselves alone, left twiddling our thumbs, staring at each other from opposite ends of a dining room table. There was something about him today. I couldn’t quite put my finger on what it was, but it was certainly distracting. I was distracted. Maybe there was something about me? Either way, I couldn’t help but think that he looked like the hottest thing I’d ever seen. Hot as fuck. Hotter than that, in fact. Do you ever have those days when you just look at your significant other…

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Fiction (ish) 

#FreshlyPolished – After School Boy Blazer

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“Gosh, it’s been a really long time! How have you been?”  Luke couldn’t believe his eyes when Shelley walked into the conference room of the hotel. He hadn’t expected her to turn up to their school reunion, but he was glad that she had. She hadn’t aged. In fact, she looked exactly the same as she did on their last ever day together. Long, dark hair with those big brown eyes, the denim jacket she was wearing now replacing the blue blazer they’d worn in school together. She even had…

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Bear True Tales 

The Denim Skirt With the Bare Legs

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“Turn around and bend over, baby. Bend over and place your forearms flat along the arm of the chair.  Now, leave your left leg with your foot on the floor, and lift your right leg … that’s it, lean your knee on the couch. There’s a good girl. Now, stay there. You were bad today.”  I’d been teasing him all day. The new knee-to-ankle tattoo was too painful to wear jeans over, and the only other thing I’d packed was a denim skirt and tights. I had a thousand t-shirts…

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A Bit of Halloween Face-Painting

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I was wearing sweat pants. Not just any sweat pants, but the ones I dye my hair in. If we were getting crazy with makeup and fake blood, I didn’t want to do it in my jeans. That’s my defence for wearing my skanky pants around him, anyway. I was also sporting the white vest-top that I dye my hair in, hair tied back, no makeup on (because he was just about to do it all for me), I was hardly at my sexiest. But there was something about it…

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Wax True Tales 

Wax.

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With each molten droplet of wax that fell onto my naked, pale skin, I gasped. Every single drop made my toes crunch up a little more, made my back arch a little bit more, made my inhale of breath that little bit sharper and more urgent. I couldn’t work out if I loved it or hated it, the burning touches sending goosebumps erupting across my body, quickly making their way over my arms and legs, breasts, stomach, buttocks … It was as though every inch of me had been set…

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Horny Girl Problems Brown Eyes True Tales 

Horny Girl Problems

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Bacon Sandwiches & Blowjobs continued… I’ve never given a blowjob with an actual ice cube in my mouth before. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve sucked on an ice cube and let it melt (or popped it out my mouth) to go down on a guy before, but I’ve never had an ice cube and a dick in my mouth at the same time. That all changed the other day when Brown Eyes playfully shoved one in my mouth and ordered me to suck his dick. Not that I needed much…

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Bacon Sandwiches & Blowjobs Brown Eyes True Tales 

Bacon Sandwiches & Blowjobs

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When he’s not being really intense and super argumentative, Brown Eyes is a lot of fun. Not just in a sexual way, in every way. But today’s post is all about the sexual way. I’ve not even started writing yet and I can already promise you this one will be #NSFW. I’d made lunch ready for when he came ‘home’. It was his home, not mine, but for all intents and purposes, it’s our home. It might as well be, he keeps telling me it is plus I’ve started to…

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I Finally Got There Brown Eyes True Tales 

Love Me Quietly

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I may have told Brown Eyes I wanted to have kids on date two but he told me he loved me on date three. Yep, that actually happened. He wins. Our battle of crazy is going into overtime and it’s starting to hit even crazier new heights. We were on the couch, naked, wrapped up in each other, basking in a post-orgasmic glory. He was spooning me from behind, his big, hairy, tattooed arms wrapped around me really tight. He took a deep breath, taking in the perfume still lingering in…

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Brown Eyes Brown Eyes True Tales 

Brown Eyes

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He was rolling a spliff. He seems to do that a lot (more than me) so clearly I’ve got myself a boyfy with a drug habit. Always a Brucey-bonus. Anyway, it was the afternoon after the night before and we’d eaten the bacon sandwiches I had ready and waiting for him when he got home from running his errands. We’d drank the teas I’d made too and were getting ready to stoned-Netflix-and-chill the crap out of the rest of the afternoon. He’d taken his shirt off and was sat on…

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The 25-Hour Second Date Brown Eyes True Tales 

The 25-Hour Second Date

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I still need to find a name for this guy, and I really can’t think of one. I’ve gone and slept with him now so he definitely needs a name. He can’t just be number 45. Shit. Number 45?! How did that happen? (Clearly that’s the reason this blog is anonymous.)  The date almost didn’t happen – he thought I was going to blow him out and then I thought he was going to blow me out and then we blew each other out… Long story short, huge misunderstanding, all sorted…

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