Like her multiple orgasms,
the waves crashing over and over,
so did the fantasies and thoughts weave
a furious, orgasmic path round her mind.
Oh to have a sweet pussy… 250 more words
I suppose that’s the only place to start something like this.
As far as I can remember, I’ve always been sort of oversexed. I distinctly remember getting an erotic – I hesitate to say ‘sexual’ because I don’t think I was thinking of sex exactly – thrill from holding the hand of a very elderly person – when I was three. 839 more words