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Stuck out here In the horrible snow storm with not a way to get out. They say Its a blizzard out there. This really sucks I am so horny and I need to get laid.  Just then my door bell rings and Its the 18 year old hunk from across the street. I open the door and he asks if he can borrow some rock salt, seems his dad forgot to pick some up at the store earlier. I tell him to come on in. He steps in and I turn around and look at him “Robbie can you please take your shoes off, I don’t want to track snow all over the house.” Robbie bends down to untie his boots and I can see that his ass is as firm as his abs. If he looks this good with clothes on I can only imagine how he looks with them off.  Robbie follows me into the basement, (I have a full bar and pool table down there) and stops at the bottom of the stairs. I turn around, “Is there something wrong Robbie?”
Robbie just looks at me, I’m wearing my nightie still. It’s pink and black and made of lace so you can see through it here and there. On my breast there are crocheted flowers covering my nipples and the pussy area. So the main things were covered, and I paid no attention to the fact that I had no panties on and the back of my nightie was fully see through. He’d been watching my ass walk down the stairs the whole time.
Robbie starts to stutter”I, I, I am so sorry Miss Sherry, I did not mean to disturb you while you had company over.” “Why would you think I had company Robbie?” “Well I just assumed with what you are wearing and all.”  “Oh my, I forgot how revealing this was, but hey your 18 now right? Don’t tell me you have never seen a woman before?” I walked up closer to him and he just looks down at me. “None as beautiful as you, Miss Sherry” “Keep calling me Miss Sherry and I just might have to teach you a thing or two.” I said.  “I would love for you to teach me Miss Sherry.” Robbie whispered.  I took my hand and I begin to stroke his crotch through his jeans and I feel his cock harden almost instantly. I look up at him and he leans down and kisses me full on the lips, exploring my mouth with his tongue.  As he kisses me he slides his hand into the top of my nightie and starts to twist my nipples teasing them. I take his hand and I lead him to the bar, as he stand in front of it, I kneel down in front of him and pull his pants down to his ankles as his throbbing cock bounces right into my face. He was a good 8 inches with a thick round fat head. I kissed the head softly using my tongue to trace the rim of it. Then I opened my mouth wide taking him deep into the back of my throat. I spread my legs apart so I could slide my fingers into my wet cunt as I suck this hot stud off. I started to moan as his cock goes deeper into my mouth. Robbie takes his hands and places them on my head leaning back and moaning, guiding my head faster and faster on his big dick. He leans back and thrusts hard  into my throat and cum shoots down my throat and I swallow every last drop. Licking my lips as I continue to suck his cock.  Oh the resilience of a young boy, I love It. He then grabs my arms and picks me up, lays me back on the pool table and kneels down so that he can place his sweet lips on my wet bald cunt. He slides his tongue between the slit and teases me with the tip of his tongue. Moving faster and faster, he slides his tongue deep into my pussy, tongue fucking me. Oh this feels so good as I pinch my nipples pulling them hard. I put my hand on the top of Robbie’s head and grind my cunt into his face. He starts to suck on my clit and I feel it swelling in his mouth.  Robbie then stands up and places his cock right on top of my wet cunt. He slides it between my lips and just teases my clit with the head. Not yet entering me just teasing me. Then with one quick movement, he pounds his dick deep into my wet hole. I jolt up and he leans forward so that he can take my nipple into his mouth. He sucks on my nipples while he’s pounding his cock in and out of my juicy hole. I begin to shake and squeeze him tight, he moves faster, harder and cums deep into my cunt just as I spasm against him.
After a few moments so we could pull ourselves together, I walk over to the salt bucket and hand him a bag. I then tell him if he needs more to cum back anytime!  I’m always glad to help.

Call Miss Sherry!

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I was feeling very horny last night so I decided to go out dancing. It could not of worked out any better. I wore a red and black lace corset top, and since my chest fills it nicely it really had me out there, and a short black form fitting lace skirt. I also told you that i was feeling very very naughty, so i did not wear any underwear and the guy i was grinding and dancing with really enjoyed that. Oh what we did in the corner was what made my night.

I decided to sit on his lap and dance and grind and tease his already bulging cock. Oh i felt him hard against my pussy lips and wanted so bad to feel him inside me. I took his hand and slid it up my skirt and he was very happy and surprised to feel how wet i was and that i had no panties on.

Call me so I can tell you about my orgasm, I think it was the best one I ever had!

Call Sherry to hear all about it!

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So I’ve been flaunting my slutty self all over the place here at IMWET4U…trying to get your attention so you’ll call me … and I got the attention of Sherry. She wants to lick my little pussy! She’s been writing me on our naughty message board on Yahoo. If you want to see the dirty details you can subscribe here:

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I actually want her to but she is threatening to tie me up if I don’t cooperate and let her have me. I made a deal with her – if we can find a hot horny guy with a nice hard cock ready to be sucked and fucked, to CALL US TODAY, then I’ll do it.

I really look forward to getting my “Sherry Cherry” popped – who’s going to do it? Call NOW and say you want SHERRY…. please hurry…. I’m waiting!

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In generations past, sex was always a taboo subject. For our Grandparents and probably our parents and maybe even for some of our older clients, it was a subject that was whispered about behind closed doors, not to be discussed in public – sinful and shameful and very much frowned upon.

I’m glad we’ve gotten over this now.  Being able to talk about sex more openly allows for sex education, sexual health clinics and free and open discussion about sexual rights – good things one and all.

But the best thing about sex being an acceptable topic of conversation is that you get to hear sex stories. I loves me a good sex story. The ones that make you squirm, the ones that make you laugh, the ones that turn you on, the ones that cause large amounts of high-fiving and “dirt-off-your-shoulder”-style hand actions. The really good ones you can dine out on for ages. The brilliant ones that you can’t believe happened in real life.

For example,  I know several people who are official members of the Mile High Club. I know someone who’s got a blow job on the Pyramid stage at Glastonbury (not during a performance, but still).  I even know someone who’s done it in the aquarium at Pier 49 in San Francisco.*

Now, I’m not talking about gossiping about people behind their backs: “So-and-so is such a slut, you’ll never guess what she did…” That’s reserved for an entirely different sub-set of people. The point of telling sex stories is to relate to each other, to empathise – and to be proud of yourself and your sexual antics. It’s something we always associate with men – that whole “go on my son, get in there” kind of mentality. But the truth is that there’s nothing to be ashamed of in taking pride in your sexuality, regardless of what sex you are.

It’s also a good way of learning from other people’s mistakes. The story about the tongue piercing, where it’s all fun and games until someone loses their foreskin? The story about that time you were really nervous about screwing the hot guy in your office so you decided to drink yourself into a state of courage and ended up drinking yourself into passing out halfway through?

It’s an even better way of working out when it’s all gone wrong in an entirely different way.  It’s sometimes hard to tell when you’ve crossed a line or when someone else has – and it often needs the perspective of another person to make the distinction or point out where you went wrong. Two guys in one night? Half the Starting Line of your high school football team? Your boss? Your boss during promotion season? Your teacher?

Finally, especially when it’s all gone horribly, it can feel so good to laugh at your own misfortune with someone else. That time you decided to visit your boyfriend at the office in only a coat and a thong and then his boss invited you all out for drinks?!

And that’s probably how sex ended up getting un-taboo-ed in the first – with people telling stories. Human beings are natural born storytellers – we just can’t help ourselves. Our lives are filled with stories, about both the real and the imagined and we use them to learn, to grow, to entertain, to influence, to change, to move forwards and to remember what was. We are also inherently social creatures as well – knowing our own stories is nothing compared to the pleasure we get in sharing them. And like I said, I love a good sex story, so that works out great for me!

In an ideal world there would be no taboo subjects, nothing that could never ever be discussed. That’s not the case – and even though we talk about sex more these days, we still don’t talk about it enough. The solution is to keep talking about it.  Even if you can only talk about it with us, just keep doing it!

It used to be that no gal would ever want to be called a “cougar.” A Canadian slang word, it was originally a derogatory term for older women at bars who would go home at the end of the night with any “leftovers.”

So what makes the cougar such a fascinating creature now?

While the term “cougar” is occasionally used for women in their 30s dating men at least eight to 10 years their junior, it typically refers to women over 40 who are:

— Very attractive and in super shape;

— Into working out and staying fit;

— Well-educated and cosmopolitan;

— Confident and empowered, especially when it comes to their sexuality.

In the old days, cougars were known to travel in packs. But these days, they’re venturing far beyond their cougar dens, and quite often solo. They can be found “preying” at the same places younger women do — health clubs, concerts, sports stores, sporting events, bars, grocery stores, home improvement stores. … And they can be anybody.

According to Ilona Paris, author of “Hot Cougar Sex,” there are four major types of cougars:

Power Cougars — Often sporting a power suit, this highly educated woman needs to be discreet about her trysts, given that she’s often “busting balls” in the boardroom or hanging with the big guys.

Intellectual Cougars — This bright lady is the sort you’ll find reading in a bookstore café, dabbling in philosophical debates or looking to shape society via the media.

Unexpected Cougars — This quiet and demure woman is the sort you’d never expect to seduce someone too young to remember when Madonna was ‘like a virgin.’

Divorcée Cougar — Having just gotten out of a marriage that lasted into the double digits, this woman is rearing to go and wants zero attachment.

I’ve also heard of cougars who are of “puma” status. These over-40 women are the Bond girls of cougars: breathtaking beautiful, with sexy foreign accents, wardrobes to die for, and ultra chic.

Yet whether puma or cougar, she seems to have it all, and she knows it. She’s not after attachment. In fact, she quite embraces her status as a single woman. She’s not after money. After all, she’s independent and financially stable.

So what could she possibly want in a younger man? Her hunt is about feeling good, ageless and desirable. She prefers the younger man’s energy, especially that it’s not weighed down by baggage. She’s looking for fun. And best yet, she has no qualms about turning eye candy into arm candy.

She doesn’t care what others think — and neither do what’s come to be known as “cougar hunters.”

These men love that she’s sexy, in control and secure with herself. They’re drawn to her confidence, sexual experience, and sex appeal. They are aroused by the fact that she’s less inhibited and more sexually mature than women their own age. She knows what she wants and likes in bed, and she’s not afraid to show him.

It’s hard to gauge if cougars are a trend or if they’re here to stay. Some people feel that society has made great strides in finally overcoming a dating double standard. Hugh Hefner has flaunted his Playboy bunnies for decades; now she can now have her boy toys, too.

Sexy or not, the cougar’s purr has become a roar. Entire industries are catering to this feline’s every need, as well as those of her admirers. There are dating Web sites, personals, porn sites, upcoming TV shows … even Real Cougar Woman Radio — all turning her den into a dynasty.

Flip through any celebrity magazine, and you’ll notice that it’s the over-40 crowd owning the pages. Walk down any street, and you’ll see cougars turning heads. If you’re brave enough to play with this cat, know that she adores having her ego stroked. And know that she’ll bite if you ask about her beauty secrets — or her age.