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Camping with my Wife

My wife and I had been married for 4 years. Even now, I can't believe my luck. At 28 years old she is a revelation to behold. Not only has she turned a lot of heads with her long blond hair, delicate and beautiful face, perky 36C breasts, slim waist and a perfect nice and round ass,

but she has always been completely dedicated to our relation and faithful. She kept herself in shape by long strenuous bike rides, and daily laps in the pool. Also, she is very successful in her professional career, which is not much of a surprise, since she has always been very intelligent and centered. I am not on the bad side myself, trying to keep up with her and stay in shape. Our sex life is great, I've been trying to convince her to have a child for quite some time now, but she keeps saying she is not ready and it is a lot of responsibility and it would be a significant change in both our lives. We have been both quite busy, but after Sue, my wife's name, finally manage to get a break from work, we decided it would be nice to do something different than what we are used to, and at the same time get to spend some time together. Sue was in such a good mood that she even said that she was willing to "discuss" the pregnancy subject while we were at it. So, we planned to go away from the city for a few days and stay in a more reserved place, close to nature. We bought a bunch of camping equipment, stuffed it all into our car, and headed off for our first camping trip. She was dressed in a tight pair of low cut black pants that clung tightly around her seductive hips, long toned legs, and tight firm behind. Her tight blue button down shirt pulled tightly against her skin, and strained greatly to cover her size c breasts, ending just above her navel, and exposing her flat stomach. We were able to find a great campsite further from the main area, just like we wanted. The sun was still burning hot when we got all settled, so we decided to go for a swim. Even though she has a body to die for, Sue tends to be very shy and dress more on the conservative side, but I convinced her it would be a good opportunity for her being a bit more daring so she bought a new bikini, which was rather skimpy, and didn't hide any of her perfect attributes. I was in the water cooling off and my wife was laying out working on her tan. We though it would be nice to record our trip, so we brought our digital video recorder. I started playing around with the cam, shooting the beautiful sight, as well as her. It was a scorching hot day and there must have been a couple dozen guys checking out my wife's body. She did look great in her bikini, but I was still a little surprised at how much attention she received. As the sun was setting, a lot of people were leaving the beach. We heard the last call for the bus leaving for the day, so a lot of people rushed to get it. Just as the bus left, we saw a teenage boy running after it, but he tripped over something and his stuff fell all over the place. Although it was kind of a funny situation, we both felt a little sorry for the guy, he looked like he needed a hand. I wanted to go for one last swim, so I headed to the water. I got a bit distracted, and when I looked back in her direction I saw them talking. I couldn't hear exactly what they were saying to each other, but Sue did seem to enjoy the attention. I stayed in the water longer because I didn't want to make it seem as if their chatter bothered me, after all the boy was not really a threat: had a handsome look, but he was shorter than her, a bit skinny and goofy. I finally gave in and made my way to the shore. "Honey, this is Alec, can you believe he's only 16 and he's up here by himself?" He seemed at least a couple of years older. She also said that she'd invited him to our campsite and then he headed off to get his gear. I asked my wife why she invited him. "I feel bad for him being all alone, it's only for a night." Sue answered, trying to be sympathetic. I was starting to get a bit frustrated, since I was planning on fucking her, but just went along with it; we had plenty of time after all. So the three of us went back to the campsite and Alec set up his tent, I started the fire and we all sat there and Sue and I started drinking. All that Alec had was a tent and a backpack. He told us his that he and his family live in a town near bye and that he just loves camping so much so he comes here by himself sometimes. He seemed like a nice kid but there was just something funny about him, I just couldn't put my finger on it. As we told stories and jokes, we felt more comfortable with his presence, especially me, who wasn’t the least thrilled to have him around in the first place. We even played around with the camera again, pretending to act and just laughing at it. I noticed that Alec accidentally felt her up a couple of times, leaving him with a large bulge in his shorts. He kept saying I was lucky to marry such a pretty girl. I wasn’t very pleased with the way the conversation was going so, eventually, I told him we were planning on having a child; he congratulated us and claimed he would want the same thing if he was married to her. Sue blushed by his commentary and Alec clearly noticed her apparent discomfort. "What’s the matter, Sue?" He smiled. "You don’t look too excited." "It’s nothing." She replied. "I am just not sure I am ready, that’s all." I looked at her, a bit disappointed, but didn’t say anything. I wasn’t about to discuss a delicate subject like that in front of a strange teenager. "I know what we should do!" Alec broke the awkward silence. "And what would that be?" I asked, not really in the mood for any ideas. "We should play ‘Truth or Dare’!" He suggested. "Nah!" I promptly declined. "We are too old for this kind of thing!" "Hey, who are you calling old?" My wife protested. "Besides, it could be fun!" "I don’t know, dear." I still wasn’t convinced playing this game with a kid would be appropriate. "Don’t be like that, honey! Just relax and have a laugh, it will remind us of our school years." Sue insisted. "Here, I’ll go first! Truth or dare, Alec?" "Dare!" He eagerly replied. "I dare you to jump over the fire." My wife stated, quite naively actually. "Please!" Alec mocked her, getting on his feet and performing an impressive back flip over the fire. "Piece of cake!" He winked at her as he returned to the place he was sitting earlier. "My turn now!" He announced. "Truth or dare, dude?" "Dare!" I wasn’t about to let the punk kid show off like that. "I dare you to drink all this beer without taking a breath!" He challenged me as he reached for a beer can inside the nearby ice container and handed it over to me. "Watch and learn, kiddo!" I opened the can, tilted my head back and drank the freezing beer, swallowing large gulps at a time. After I finished, it was my turn to mock him. "Is that the best you got?" "Truth or dare, Alec?" I continued. "Truth." He replied, clearly bothered by my commentary. "Are you here only to hit on my wife?" I asked him, right to his face. "True!" He answered, without showing the least sign of embarrassment. I was quite angry by his bold confession, but my wife started laughing out loud, almost hysterically. "Isn’t Alec funny, baby?" Sue asked me. I simply remained silent. "Truth or dare, Sue?" Alec resumed the game. "Truth!" My wife promptly chose. "Are you shaved?" He harshly asked. "Are you tight?" "Excuse me?" I shouted as I watched my wife’s face turn red. This game had gone too far. "It’s Ok, baby. Alec is not going to win." Sue was self-confident. "I keep my pussy neatly trimmed, just the way my husband likes. And I can assure you it is very tight, tighter than any teenager pussy you may have experienced! Too bad you won’t ever be able to see for yourself!" I couldn’t help but smile as I heard my wife’s answer. Alec wasn’t expecting Sue to be so straightforward nor blunt. He didn’t know what to say and just lowered his gaze to the ground. "Truth or dare, dear?" I asked my wife, certain that it would be the last round. "Dare!" She winked at me. "I dare you to kiss me!" I smiled at her. "Right now!" As my wife crawled towards me, I couldn't hold my cravings and pulled her to me, kissing her gently on the lips. She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me back hard. As our tongues dueled passionately, I let my hands slide down her back to her ass. With a hand on each globe of her butt, I pulled her tight against me. Sue spread her legs slightly as I pulled her pussy against my rock hard dick, thrusting my tongue deep into her mouth. After several intense moments, we finally broke our heavy kissing session. I looked at Alec’s face, he looked as if he was about to die out of envy. "Truth or dare, Alec?" My wife decided to push the game further. "Truth!" He still thought he could be on top of it. "What about you?" It was Sue’s turn to try and make him embarrassed. "Are you endowed?" "I certainly am!" He replied without hesitating. My wife and I both laughed at the kid claiming to be a stud, and that obviously made Alec upset. "I dare you to see my cock, Sue!" He finally challenged her, in an attempt to get back at her. "I am not going to check your penis out, Alec." Sue declined; his proposal was simply absurd. "So are you going to chicken out?" He mocked her. "Never!" She shouted, her pride threatened. "You don’t have to do it, dear." I guaranteed her. "As a matter of fact, you won’t do it." "Don’t worry, baby." My wife assured me. "I will give the opportunity for Alec to embarrass himself!" Sue told me as she got on her feet and waved for Alec to follow her behind his tent. A couple of moments later, I heard a loud "Oh my!" from Sue. Soon after, my wife returned, laughing, making a large gap between her both hands, referring to his size. "You won't believe it, honey!" My wife mumbled. "This kid is really hung like a fucking horse!" Alec just stood there, smiling. He seemed proud that a hot girl like Sue was complimenting his manhood. I just assumed she was drunk and didn't want to humiliate the boy in front of me, so I didn’t think anything about it. The fire was out, and it was already very late at night. Both Sue and I were quite drunk and we said goodnight to Alec, ending the game. We were both pretty buzzed and I was looking forward to fooling around, but I really needed to take a leak first, so I watched as my wife retired to our tent and head out to the beach for a quick relief. "Do me a favor, kid." I said to Alec. "Watch my wife for a couple of minutes, will you?" "Sure, dude!" He smiled and nodded. "It will be my pleasure!" "Thanks." I was not sure I appreciated his tone, but I would be gone for a moment only, there was nothing to worry about. On my way back, I was a bit tired, so I just lay on the sand for a moment to catch my breath. *** I woke up in the morning with the sun at my face. I headed back to our camp and arrived just in time to see Sue leaving out tent. "Hi stud, weren't you getting us some breakfast?" Sue said cheerfully. Thought she would be mad at me, for leaving her alone last night, but she remained in her good mood and kept smiling all the time. "Guess I am the one who is getting it," she was about to leave, then she turned back and said "By the way, you made quite a mess last night, see if you can do something about it, ok?" She winked at me and left. Did I? I looked around and noticed that Alec was gone, his things were gone too so I thought he just took the first bus out. I went back into the tent and saw the camera stuck in an odd position, but I remembered it was lying by the fire the day before. Didn't think much of it and stated tiding up the place a bit before Sue came with the food. As I started folding the blanket, I found the mess she was referring moments ago. Thought it would be some of the beer that got spilt but it was something else. It had a strong scent, took me a few seconds to figure it out: it was dried cum, and a whole lot of it. My wife's new bikini bottom was also covered in it. My head started to spin; I didn't remember any of this. Had I come back last night and fucked my wife as I was planning? When I woke up, it looked like I never left the beach. I didn't know what to do, until I caught a glimpse of the camera again, and thought maybe it would have something that could make me remember. So I took the cam and started playing what was recorded. It played the part we were at the fire, which I more of less remembered. Then the screen went all black with muffled sounds and static, thought it was the end of it. After a good while I saw Alec face, he was holding the camera in front of him, filming himself by the fireplace. "Dude, you can’t handle a few drinks, can you?" He laughed. "I thought of dragging your sorry ass from the beach, but I think your wife would appreciate something else!" What the hell was he talking about? Alec aimed the camera down, as he pulled out a pair of Sue's thongs from his pocket. He obviously took them while I was gone! He quickly sprung his cock from its constricting prison, and I could see that my wife was not lying earlier. The kid had indeed a huge cock, had to be nine, maybe ten inches and very thick. Placing her thong up to his nose to inhale her womanly scent, he began to pound his meat for all he was worth. He probably imagined himself deep inside of her, pounding his cock in and out, as she wrapped her magnificent legs around him. "I bet your wife will be moaning with pleasure when I penetrate her womb!" He mocked. "I will greedily suckle from her breasts, and it will be my time to moan when her full lips wrap around my fat cock! I bet she will hungrily milk me for hours on end, until finally I explode my seed deep into her waiting mouth." "Urgh," he moaned as he took a deep breath to slow his heart rate. "I gotta tell you, dude, your wife is a hot piece of ass! You should have knocked her up when you had the chance!" Then he started filming our tent as he quietly walked towards it. He checked to see if Sue was awake, she seemed to be sleeping heavily under the covers. He entered our tent; the camera adjusted itself due to the light being very dim inside. "Let's see what you are missing," he said as he slowly pulled the blanket from her. Sue was sleeping wearing only her bikini bottom, her big firm breasts were all exposed to him. He just stood there for a moment, zooming in and out her hot body. Then he managed to fix the camera at that odd place, I understood why: it had a clear angle of the whole tent. He came back to where she was sleeping, leaned over her and started squeezing her breasts. Sue was not moving so he started being bolder, sucking and licking on her nipples, while massaging them with both hands. "Honey, what are you doing?" She mumbled still very drunk, never opening her eyes. Alec stopped for a moment, waiting for her to do something, but she must have thought it was me, so he just resumed what he was doing. "I'm serious, what if the kid hears us?" She mumbled again. He was smiling, and pretended he was me by making a deeper voice. "What if I were him?" He said just before he started kissing her neck. "Oh honey, you are being bold in this trip aren't you?" She hugged him, still looking dizzy and clumsy. As he continued his assault on her, she started moaning softly, I could see her nipples were getting hard. "I'm just giving what you need!" He said as he undid the lace of her bikini, sounding more like him now. "And what would that be?" She started getting into it, as it was me pretending to be Alec. Alec pushed her legs apart as he knelt between them, an involuntary moan escaped Sue's lips as she felt his hand on her inner thighs. He leaned down on top of her and placed his nose up against her panty-covered mound and inhaled deeply. "Oh, baby!" Sue moaned as she felt his tongue through the thin fabric. "Oh, yes!" "Oh, God, yes!" She cried as he removed her bikini completely and he dove face first into her, eating my wife's hot pussy. He plunged his tongue into her deeper and deeper. "Oh, baby! Oh, you're so good. Oh, God! Don't lose it, baby, please! Alec, baby!" She cried, really playing along now. He continued eating her pussy, using his tongue to tickle and caress her clit, as he quickly worked a finger deep inside of her. "Oh, God! Oh, yes! Oh, Alec!" Sue yelled as she was overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure flowed through her entire body. It took some time for her to catch her breath; she was still shaking from her orgasm. "You are full of surprises, what else do you got for me?" She asked, teasing him. He then stood up, his back to the camera, and stated tossing his clothes, getting naked. He took her right hand and wrapped it around his large dick; it was so thick she couldn't close her hand around it. She seemed puzzled, as she must have felt the difference. "My, you're a big boy, Alec!" She said playfully. "Bigger than usual?" He asked. "Yeah baby, way bigger!" She answered in a sluttish tone. She didn't know she was holding the cock of someone other than her husband. Alec got on top of her and pulled Sue to him. His lips crushing hers, her naked breasts crushed against his chest. His arms wrapped around her tight body in a devastating embrace. My wife scissored her legs around his waist and gasped into his kissing mouth as the head of his cock pressed against the entrance of her pussy. Alec grasped the back of her head and pulled her kissing lips from his. "Enjoy the ride, baby." He said. "Oh, honey!" Sue whimpered, her heart fluttered and her mind felt giddy as Alec took command of the situation and her body. Sue's eyes grew wide, and her mouth opened in surprise, his cock at the entrance of her tight dripping pussy. "How does that feel, baby?" Alec said sticking his tongue out. "Hard! Oh, God, so hard." Sue said. Her hands were clinched in small fists and rested on Alec's chest. His hands held her slim waist, as her legs stayed wrapped around his waist. Her feet were crossed at the ankles. I could not believe how fast she ended up in this position; few minutes ago, she was sleeping deeply. Now, her bikini bottom was at a crumpled heap at Alec's feet, tossed aside with disdain. Obediently, still clinging to him, Sue sucked in the hot heavy air like it there was not much of it left. He was still smiling, he was always smiling. His cock head seemed enormous as it penetrated Sue's tight pussy, her body jerked as it breached her cuntlips; it looked as if she was a virgin. Her firm tits were crushed against Alec's chest, the pounding of his heart sent waves of Goosebumps across her skin. She couldn't breathe, and the throat filling tongue had nothing to with it. "Oh, God!" Sue screamed, her head flew backwards while her grip around his neck tightened. Saliva from their drenching kiss sprayed from her mouth as she screamed. "That's it, go slow! Oh! Oh God! Oh yes! Slow sweetie, oh yes! Oh my God!" Sue cried as Alec slowly sank his 10-incher into her. I could see her pussy stretching as it tried to accommodate this huge organ being forced deep inside. Her eyes shut harder as she felt his cock go deeper then anyone she had ever had, it filled her completely and almost seemed like it would break her in half, as it just kept pushing forward. "Oh fuck! You've got a hot, tight pussy, Sue!" He growled down at her as his hard shaft pried its way into her pussy. The kid’s fat cock entered her pussy like a burning rod; nearly half of the pulsating member penetrated her in one brutal thrust. Her mind was on the verge of black out and reached for happy thoughts to hold upon and keep her conscious. She looked like a stuffed turkey on thanksgiving; her tight cunt was stuffed with so much cock she gasped franticly for air. I had fucked my hot wife hard several times before, and, at eight inches, I considered myself quite big. But nothing like this; that bastard kid filled her tight pussy with so much cock the outline could be seen through her firm belly. She had never been fucked by such an immense cock; her nerves were on fire, sending impulses throughout her entire body. Her clit was so sensitive a feather could bring her off. This wasn't a feather; this was veined cock whose foreskin was rough and unforgiving. The fat cock was larger than anything she ever felt, it wasn't throbbing inside her, it was pounding, like his heart, pounding against the sensitive button of her clit, causing shockwaves through her tortured pussy and back again. Her head swung forward violently and smashed "Fuck! I need this so bad!" She moaned as he pulled out and then quickly pushed his thick shaft into her again, a bit further this time. "Mmmph!" My wife gagged, biting into the skinny neck of Alec. He was toying with her; she laced around his body so tight her legs began to cramp up, and her toned arms wrapped around his thin form, fingernails raked his back. "Just relax, baby!" Alec said, holding her slim waist tightly. "You're almost half way there." Sue sobbed, unable to remove her lips from his neck. His hands already circled around her slim waist pushed her downward, while plunging his hips upward, thrusting his cock deeper into her pussy. "Are you a slut for my big cock, baby?" He asked teasing her. "Ohhhhhmmmmmmm!" Sue groaned loudly, her fingers clawing into his back as his dick once more rammed home. "I am!" She whimpered. "What did you say?" Alec mocked. "I Am!" Sue shouted. "I am a slut for your big fucking cock!" "Would you hate me if I told you I just made up that story about missing my bus so I could screw you?" Alec held her hips, looking down at the juncture of their bodies where his bloated cock-tip disappeared into the clinging lips of her pussy. "Fuck! You bastard! I was being nice to you and all you could think was shoving that horse cock of yours deep inside my tight little pussy!" Sue teased him. "I've wanted to fuck you ever since I fucking saw you in that skimpy bikini!" He growled down at her as he looked down to watch his big, hard dick sliding rapidly in and out of her pussy, his large balls slapping loudly against her ass. "Oh! Your dick is so fucking good! Yeah! Ummmmmm! So fucking big!" My wife groaned as she rolled her eyes. "Oh, I love the way you fuck me! Yes! Oh! It's been so fucking long! Fuck me like a slut!" "You're so fucking hot, bitch!" He growled down at her as he thrust his dick hard inside her, slamming all 10-inches inside her fully, her big tits bouncing up and down. He kept looking back at the camera, laughing as he was pounding her away. "You are without a doubt the hottest piece of ass I have ever nailed." Alec sneered. "Ungg! Screw you!" My wife groaned. "You won't be saying that when I fill your belly with Alec junior!" He snickered before lifting her up until half of his cock filled her aching pussy. "Ohhh! Fuck me! Shoot all of your fucking cum into me! Knock me up! Fill me! Oh, fuck! That's so hot! Oh! Yeah! Make me pregnant baby! I'm cumming!" My wife yelled at the top of her lungs. Her screams died in mixture of sobs and breathless sighs, she twisted against his grip and penetration. She had never been so openly naked, her legs spread so far apart. The pounding she was receiving was ruthless. He fucked her harder, she was his personal 'piece of ass', his cock filling plunge elaborating this fact. Sue held on to Alec with all her might, incoherent mewls of pain and pleasure being emitted from her throat. So stuffed with cock, being fucked so hard, only whimpers and shoulder biting was her reply. Her thoughts were just as incoherent as her words. The bastard kid smiled, his ego growing as 'Oh, gawds' echoed through his mind over and over. His arms wrapped tightly around her back and waist were all the leverage Alec needed to fuck my beautiful wife. One of his hands grasped tightly Sue's buttocks, pulling her away from him before slamming her back against his body. She gasped and groaned biting into his neck, scratching his back as he fucked her deliriously, slamming her into his hairy groin over and over. Her legs flayed over his shoulder, her toes curling as her feet kicked aimlessly in the air. The orgasms were ripping her soul apart, she couldn't breathe, her naked loins were being pounded ruthlessly, and the cock inside her was deeper than anything she had ever felt. The lips of Alec upon her neck would leave a mark, she didn't care. Alec pounded her faster and faster, trying to penetrate her deeper and fill her flat belly with so much cock it bloated outward. "Dear God!" Sue whimpered, her body convulsed, her insides feeling as if she was going into seizure, her back arched, the muscles in her neck strained against her skin and still he continued slamming her back and forth against his body. Alec fell to his knees holding Sue tight against his body, smashing her heavy tits against his chest, his cocks began throbbing harder than before, his heavy balls tightened against her buttocks, and her insides looked as if they were on fire. He suddenly laid her down upon the ground, smearing her across the floor with all the delicacies of a bulldozer. He pounded his groin against hers in grinding pelvis-crushing motions. Her bare, neatly trimmed loins were impossibly slammed to his thick black pubic hair, sticky with sweat and her cum sprayed across her groin, splattered in a gooey mess. "Ohhhhhhh! Ram that big fucking dick into my tight pussy! Fuck me hard! OH YES! Like that! Fuck me so good! OHHHHHMmmmmmmm!" She groaned loudly as she continued thrusting herself back onto his invading rod. He continued to fuck her hard, sending his cock deep into her juicy pussy as he bottomed out on each thrust. He was impaling her on his giant spear with each thrust into her tight, clutching cunt. "Ram it all the way in, baby!" Sue gasped, and spread her legs further, as far as she could. "Fuck my pussy deep! Pound that big fat prick all the way in and out!" Suddenly, the pressure exploded throughout her body in a giant blast of color and light. Her pussy clamped down on his plunging cock like a vise. The entire length of her rippling cunt grabbed at his thrusting prick and tried to milk all the sperm from it. Her sleeve tightened on his iron hard tool as he pushed in and pulled out, demanding his cum. She heard a far off scream of orgasmic ecstasy and slowly realized it was herself crying out in final release. "Unnngghhh! Your prick is enormous! Oh, I had no idea it could be this good! It feels so good in my pussy! Harder! Fuck my cunt as hard as you can, Alec! Gimme your baby!" She bucked, thrust, and rocked underneath him in a screaming, thundering climax that seemed to go on forever. Alec plunged deep into her exploding cunt one final time and began to fire rope after rope of burning hot cum into her climaxing womb. It was like a geyser going off in her cunt. His cum poured out of him in eruption after eruption coating the inside of her burning snatch and then squeezing out around the base of his rampaging cock as he continued to thrust into her pussy again and again. Their co-mingled juices flowed down her legs in rivers of white sticky strands and pooled on the floor at her feet. I could see his large balls contracting: load after large load of hot, white, sticky cum, shot deep inside her unprotected pussy, deep into her womb as she was shivering and shaking from her orgasm. He continued to ram his big 10-inch dick hard into her tight pussy for what seemed like an eternity, until he pumped her full with his cum. That was too much for Sue, as she just passed out by all the alcohol plus the excitement. Alec's cum filled her completely and started running out of her, down her legs, and dripped onto the floor. He just stood up, wiped his cock clean with her bikini bottom and waved the camera goodbye. "Damn, dude, your wife wasn’t lying! She has the tightest pussy ever!" He laughed. "Can't say I didn't watch her, man! Look on the bright side, you don't need to worry about her not wanting a baby anymore... See you around!" Another big rush of cum escaped her cunt and pelted the floor six inches from the previous drops. I could see large globs of his seed leaking from my wife's cunt, now a complete mess, all red and swollen, and making a puddle under her ass. Soon after, the video went black. I was completely lost, didn't have a clue on what to do. If I'd only known at the time all of the things that were still waiting for us on our camping trip... Sex Tails

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Alias Meets Dark Angel ( Jennifer Garner -vs- Jessica Alba )

Darkness greeted her vision as her eyes opened. She glanced around, trying to figure out where she was and what was happening. All she could see was darkness around her, making it difficult for her to figure out just how big the room was. Without warning, a light struck from above, showing off the inside of a tight room that could easily be termed a cell. Four cots were attached to walls, paint peeling off of them, the floor showing a manhole that had a rather nasty odor. The woman had barely adjusted her eyes to the darkness when she felt a pair of hands grab her from behind. She acted on instinct, breaking away and slamming back an elbow, felling it hit a few inches lower than she wanted. She spun around and launched a kick only to have hit her first, knocking her back. She barely even noticed the figure, she was too busy trading blocks and punches, grunts filling the small room until the two figures each kicked out at each other, knocking themselves back. They each leaned against the wall, taking in the other with a professional eye. They were about the same height and wore the same style of clothing: Black leather pants and top, one a turtleneck sweater, the other a dark leather shirt with jacket. One had brilliant red hair in a short hairdo. The other's dark curly locks brushed past her face. Each was in excellent shape, with the leather showing off some nice curves, each stood with a professional fighter's stance that pointed to expert training and each was incredibly beautiful. "Who the hell are you?" the dark-haired one asked. "You first," the redhead stated, ready to move at an instant's notice. "I asked first." "You attacked me." "Thought you were a bad guy." "Locked in with you?" "Wouldn't put it past the guys I know." "Sounds familiar," the redhead remarked. "I'm Sydney." "Max," her companion stated, backing up. "So, who'd you piss off?" "Not sure," Sydney frowned, biting her lip. "I was on stakeout in Texas, trying to track some suspects in the Pentagon attack------" "The what?" Max frowned. Sydney turned to her. "Pentagon attack? You know? Got hit the same day as the World Trade Center?" Max raised an eyebrow. "Hold up. You're government?" "CIA," Sydney nodded, figuring there was no use hiding it. "And you guys are *still* trying to track down people on that?" Max snorted. "Come on, you've been doing it since the attacks in '01! You must be doing something wrong if they're slipping away!" "'01?'" Sydney asked in confusion. "What the hell year do you think this is now?" "2019," Max replied in utter seriousness. Sydney looked at her, then shook her head. "Terrific," she muttered. "I'm stuck in a cell with a raving lunatic." "Hey, I may be nuts but I don't rave," Max threw out. She drew a long and suspicious eye on Sydney. "Well, you ain't Manticore, that's for sure. They've got better dress sense." Not sure what she was talking about but positive it was intended as an insult, Sydney took on a sour expression. "What's Manticore?" Max turned away, not wanting to answer. She brushed at her long hair and Sydney saw a flash of something on her neck. She swiftly moved and pushed Max's hair aside to reveal what appeared to be some sort of bar code. Max yanked herself away and turned to face Sydney, who was frowning. "What the hell kind of a tattoo is that? You retail or discount." "Funny," Max sniffed. "You really wanna know? I'm a genetically engineered soldier created by a top-secret government research project who escaped and is now on the run in post- apocalyptic Seattle trying to avoid the agents of that project and eke out a living helping a crusading cyber-journalist expose the wrongs of life." Sydney stared at her for a long moment. "That is quite easily the biggest bullshit cover I have ever heard," she finally said. "Cover?" Max said, raising an eyebrow. "Okay, who are you?" "Fine," Sydney shrugged. "I was a college student recruited into what I thought was a covert unit of the CIA, spent years training and working with them when my boyfriend proposed to me so I tell him what I really do so my agency kills him to keep it quiet. Then my father shows up into my life after years apart, tells me he's part of this unit and that I am not really working for the CIA but for an international criminal organization so I go to the real CIA and get to become a double agent and discover that my father is a double agent for them too. So, now I'm bouncing from organization to another, most of the people at my first unit believing they work for the CIA and I can't tell them the truth but blab everything about them to the CIA and live in fear that someone's going to find out and I'm going to get killed by either organization." Max stared at her for a full ten seconds. Then, she broke out into a wide grin. "Damn," she said. "You're definitely not a spy for whoever's running this place. No one can come up with something that nuts." "Thanks, I think," Sydney said, glancing about the cell. "Any ideas on what to do next?" Max's head jerked to the door, hearing something. "A couple." "They involve kicking someone's ass?" "Most of my ideas do." "Good." The doors opened, a heavy-set man with a machine gun entering, two men behind him. He stopped, glancing around the cell in confusion at how utterly empty it was. He moved inside, glancing all around, trying to figure out just what was going on. He was suddenly hit by an idea and looked up just in time for Sydney's boot to catch him in the face. He fell back as Sydney let go of the ceiling light and dropped down, blasting him with a punch that sent him back. The two guards at the door tried to enter, only to have Max swing herself down, each foot smashing them in the jaw, sending them flying backwards. Max moved in, a blur of motion, smashing each guard with a combination of punches and kicks that had them unconscious. She turned to see Syndey launching a terrific spin kick that smashed into the guard's face, sending him down and out. "Nice form," Max said, and meant it too. "Compliments later, escape now," Sydney said. She and Max took off running, Max holding back on her speed so Sydney could catch up. Otherwise, she'd be on the other end of the hallway in an eye blink. A group of gun-toting men came out of a side hallway and right into their path. In a matter of seconds, they were on the ground unconscious as the two ran on. "Man, since the Pulse, it's like the Army doesn't even try recruiting guys anymore," Max shrugged. Sydney had no idea what she was talking about and didn't bother asking. One good thing about working alone, she didn't waste time on useless banter. Surprisingly, the facility they were in, which resembled an empty high school to Sydney, was pretty empty, only a few guards here and there, all of which soon found themselves on the ground gasping for breath as the two perfect female fighters ran on. They finally came to a large door, a code pad next to it. Cursing under her breath, Sydney quickly patted herself down. "Shit, they took my stuff," she muttered, looking at the pad. "Maybe I can------" "Can I try something?" Max interrupted. Sydney looked at her and shrugged. "Sure." Nodding, Max lashed out with a kick, smashing the code pad to bits. Instantly, the doors slid open, the two running out. "Definitely not CIA," Sydney remarked. "Only the FBI destroys equipment like that." "FBI? Jeez, you are an anachronism," Max said, shaking her head as the two ran into the night. The truck came to a stop before the small diner, Sydney and Max hopping out of the cab. "Thanks," Sydney said. "Hey," the driver frowned. "Where's my money? You said you'd pay me five hundred bucks if I drove you here." The two paused and looked at him. Sydney bit her lip, trying to figure out how to work this. Before she could, Max pushed herself forward, unzipping her jacket, reaching down and pulling up her shirt enough to show off the most perfect set of breasts Sydney had ever seen. Max held the shirt up for a full ten seconds, then lowered it. "That enough payment?" she asked as she zipped her jacket up. The driver mutely nodded as Max turned and walked off, Sydney staring at her. She became aware of the driver looking at her in expectation and rolled her eyes. "Sorry. Only one to a customer." The driver was disappointed but the memory of Max's tits was enough to get him through the long drive ahead. "I still don't like this," Sydney muttered as she and Max entered the diner. "Shouldn't we keep moving in case someone's looking for us." "Chill," Max said. "I've spent plenty of time hiding out from the government. Morons never think someone who breaks into a facility would actually get away by hitchhiking. We'll be safe for a while. Grab some food, then I try and hitch a ride to Seattle and you go to wherever you go to find guys who no one's paid attention to for years." Sydney sighed again. Max wasn't that bad of a person, sassy and sarcastic but still nice and Sydney had to admit that if any woman was going to turn her into a night of passion, it'd be her. But this whole "future babe" thing was really wearing thin. If she could just get to a phone, a couple of rerouted calls and the Agency would pick her up and she'd be out of this cold Dakota hole. Max shuffled into a booth, checking out a menu. Sydney was coming next to her when she saw a newspaper lying abandoned at a nearby table. Curious to see how long she'd been gone, she checked the headline. And froze in place. Max was trying to decide how many washed dishes would pay for a hot meal when she heard a choking sound. She looked up to see Sydney staring in shock at the paper in her hands. "What's up?" "This....this isn't right," Sydney said. She tore here eyes up to see a calendar on a nearby wall. Then, she glanced over at a nearby television set, which happened to be tuned into the news, the date on the bottom evident: October 7th, 2019. "This is.....What's happening?" Max was getting concerned as she looked at the horror in Sydney's face. "What's wrong?" Sydney looked at her. "The last thing I knew.....It was 2001. Not....not this. Not...." She turned and bolted out the front door of the diner. Max looked at where she'd gone, then took a breath and stood up. She froze for a moment as she felt a tingling in between her legs and realized that the excitement she had felt for the past few hours, culminating in her flash of the driver, wasn't just from the heat of battle. No, it was just heat. Or rather, in heat. Biting her lip, Max tried to hold herself in and moved to follow Sydney. The small shed was off to the side of the diner and looked like it wasn't used much. It was cold and dark, which suited Sydney fine. She sat on the floor, knees curled up against her chest, heaving with breath, tears in her eyes. She'd given up trying to convince herself this was a dream, she knew it wasn't. This wasn't some trick, somehow she knew that. No, either this was another time or she was going crazy and she didn't know which option was worse. She started a bit as the shed door opened and Max stepped in. The door shut behind her, the two looking at each other in the dim light afforded them. "You okay?" Max said, licking her lips lightly. "No," Sydney said hoarsely. "I'm not. Is this really 2019?" "Yeah. You really from 2001?" "Yeah," Sydney said. "Oh, God. My dad.....my friends....is there still an America?" "Sort of," Max shrugged. "In 2009, some terrorists set off a pulse bomb, wiped out most electronics, threw us into chaos. It's pretty much been hard goings since then." Sydney rubbed at her face. "Oh, I think I'm gonna be sick." She looked up to see Max take a step back, her face a mix of caring but with a twinge of fear and....desire? "What is it?" Max bit her lip again. "I should be outside." "Why?" Sydney frowned. Max brushed at her hair. "My DNA.....When they....made me.....they integrated feline DNA into my system. Made me agile, I can see in the dark and stuff. And it also means that every so often, I.....go into heat." Sydney looked up, eyes wide. "Heat? Like, you feel kinda hot?" "No, like I wanna fuck anything that's around," Max replied. "Male or female." She looked at Sydney and couldn't help licking her lips. "And honey.....you're sending out major signals right now." "Oh," Sydney said softly. "That's......something." There was a long moment of silence as Sydney slowly slid her legs down and Max couldn't take it anymore. She moved forward, pushing Sydney down on the wall, her lips reaching in and pressing on hers, tongue diving straight into her mouth and tickling hers. Sydney froze herself, caught off-guard by Max's move. Then, her eyes slowly shut and she felt herself start to give in, her tongue answering the call. Max broke off and looked Sydney straight in the eye. "Sorry," she hissed. "Can't help it. It's genetics------" "Then it's catching," Sydney said huskily. "Cause I can't help it either." She kissed Max again, the dark-haired woman closing her eyes and answering as their hands slid over their bodies. They broke off just enough to start undressing, Max tearing away her clothes and helping Sydney get out of hers too. They finally stood up and looked each other over. "Oh my God," Sydney whispered as she stared at Max's body, her full and round breasts, her trimmed bush, her excellent shape. "You're perfect." "You ain't bad yourself," Max said, taking in Sydney's form, her nice breasts and athletic body showing off herself. She glanced in between her legs and raised an eyebrow. "So. You're not a natural redhead." "Sorry to disappoint," Sydney said, not noticing the cold on her naked skin since just looking at Max made her hot as hell. "Don't," Max said huskily as she moved forward, slamming Sydney against the wall, their lips back together as they went at each other. Max moaned through the kiss as she felt Sydney's hands slide around to her excellent ass, squeezing the hard buttocks as she pushed Sydney against the wall. Sydney moaned as she felt her ass grind against the cold wall as Max went at her. Without warning, Max grabbed her and pushed her onto the floor, Sydney's body spread out as Max moved onto her, sitting herself onto Sydney's face. Sydney immediately went at her, tongue slowly sliding up and into her soft lips. Max softly moaned as she felt Sydney's tongue slide into her pussy, tickling inside. Sydney had only been with one woman in her life, a one-time fling during her freshman year, which she liked but felt it just wasn't for her. The memories of that encounter were smashing back as she licked Max's pussy, Max groaning as she worked herself on Sydney's face. Max was in heaven right now. Sure, being in heat could be a pain in the ass, but when she found the right way to get off, it was awesome. Usually, she just gave some guy the thrill of his life but here, she was the one getting a thrill. She groaned as she felt Sydney's hands cup her breasts, squeezing them hard, pinching the nipples as she licked her out. Max ground her pussy onto Sydney's face, moaning for her to hit just the right spot. Sydney did, Max letting out a long and loud cry as she came onto Sydney's face. Sydney was still licking away the juices when Max got off of her and immediately moved onto Sydney's body. The genetically engineered woman shoved her face right into Sydney's pussy and started licking away. Sydney groaned, feeling something he hadn't felt in so long a time, absolute pleasure as Max's tongue worked away at her. God, the woman was insatiable, her licks so damn good. And her handplay wasn't bad either, her hands squeezing away at Sydney's tits, pushing them together hard as her tongue worked inside her clit. Sydney closed her eyes, feeling herself start to build as Max went at her, using her special enhanced skills to drive the red-haired woman closer and closer to orgasm until finally, Sydney came with a long and loud shriek, splashing Max's face with juices. Max slid up and onto Sydney, the two kissing each other long and hard, tasting the other's juices, Max's hands reaching down to squeeze Sydney's hard breasts again. Sydney reached around to grip Max's breasts, the two kissing hard, the cold forgotten, the danger forgotten, all forgotten except each other...... The two technicians glanced at the readouts carefully, then looked through the large window showing the room on the other side. Inside, Jennifer Garner and Jessica Alba were lying next to each other, sharing slow and wet kisses. They were both naked, save for a set of small computer chip-like electrodes spread at the major nerve clusters of their bodies as well as their temples and foreheads. Each had a hand on the other's pussy, rubbing the opposite clit as their kisses continued. Jennifer sighed, her long brown hair mixing a bit with Jessica's black locks as their kisses continued, each completely unaware they were being observed. "Nice," the female technician said. "They've been going at it full on for twenty minutes and their bio-rhythms show no change in their minds. They're still hypnotized." "I should hope so," the male technician said. "They had the best mind guys in the Company working on them every night the last week." "Working on them hard from what I've heard of those guys," the female quipped as she wrote down something on a pad. "And they won't remember a thing about this, huh?" "Not a thing," the male replied, adjusting a counter. "They'll wake up in their own homes, maybe an afterimage of a dream but that's it. Nothing concrete." "I have to say, I had my doubts about this when it came up," the female said. "But making them believe they're their characters and act like this does show the false memory implanter and emotion controller are both viable." "Hey, could be worse ways to waste tax dollars," the male shrugged. "Be glad someone up there decided stars would be a good choice to test this stuff out. Guess even government toadies need to get their rocks off." "Eyes on the job," the female said playfully. "Oh, they are," the male smiled in reply as they continued to watch the two stars in a show only their minds could see, unaware they were the subjects of a secret government experiment, one that was providing a crossover most would kill to see. And some said intelligence agencies didn't do enough to help the citizens of their country. Sex Stories Post

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Casual Sex Advice

Dear Hesaid/Shesaid, Ok where do I start, it is a long complicated "relationship". I don't know if I should call it that but I have known this guy for years now. He’s younger than I, a lot younger and I have worked with him in two different jobs and now we are back working together. We have had casual things for the last three years and I have tried to finish it many times but he keeps coming back. Not in the way I want him to - he comes back for sex. Earlier this year I heard he had a girlfriend and I told him to stay away and I didn't want speak to him for a while but then he wasn't happy with not being friends. I did tell him at this point that I was in love with him and I couldn't be his friend. His mother suffered a stroke and he wanted to speak to me about it, then I found out he had broken up with the girlfriend and I continued to ignore him and tried to remove him from my life but he kept calling and slowly making his way back in. Eventually he got me again and I was ok with being his friend but then we moved back to the casual sex thing… and now it’s got me really confused. I love this guy and I don't want to tell him because I know it’s not going anywhere. I know that if I tell him, whatever part I have of him I have I won’t see anymore - it will be over and it is going to hurt bad this time. I know I am only someone he is with because he has no one else at the moment but as soon as he meets someone he does really like I will be forgotten. Everyone's advice is that I am wasting my time with him, and he is not for me. He has issues and he drinks a lot, he has had problems with his parents (divorce), he doesn't express his feelings, he is more unhappy than happy. I can't remember if we have ever had sex with him sober. I have asked why and he says he doesn't know and he wants to have sex with me sober. I don't know what to do and how to handle it or what I should do next... He Said: What should you do next? I mean do we really need to do this? Sigh... okay - but I'm turning my 'brutally honest' dial up to 11. He's a depressed alcoholic who hates himself so much for being weak and clinging on to weaker women so that he can use them for sex and comfort until he finds a person that he believes will be hot/smart/funny/sexy/ambitious enough to pull him out of this horrible life that's been thrust upon him. But it hasn't been thrust upon him - it's his choice, and at the end of the day he can only blame himself - and probably does. Then comes the drinking... again. Now on to Act II of our advice column: He doesn't love you. He won't love you because who would respect a woman who allows you to treat her like a doormat? This won't change - he won't come in one day and be all smiles and sweep you off your feet in the way you've imagined countless times. There are two sides to each story and while I can make this man out to be the villain - you have to realise that you can't have a villain without a victim or a hero. Question is - which one will you continue to be? It seems so impossible to make a hard decision when you're in love and scared of being hurt. So let's make it easier for you and the easiest way to answer any question is when it's multiple choice! You find yourself in a relationship for three years with a guy who can't bring himself to be with you unless he's drunk, do you: a) Continue to sleep with him and hope that one day he’ll get better. b) Let yourself be tortured by a man who doesn't even like himself. c) Get rid of him, get hurt but move on to someone who loves you. She Said: Dear Confused, When was the last time you had a self esteem check up? I think it's about time you checked in with your inner self. Seems you've wasted part of two years of your life thinking about someone who I doubt spends as much time thinking about you. You want to know why this guy keeps coming back every time you 'finish it' … because you allow him too. You say he comes back for sex - well duh - cause he knows he can get it from you. Why should he bother going out to a bar and try to chat up someone in the hope of getting a little 'somethin somethin', when he can just pick up the phone and make a booty call to you? Why do you think you fell in love with him? Probably because you like the fact there's someone who physically and possibly emotionally uses you as a crutch? Time for you to stop being co-dependent. I don't understand why you've fallen for this guy - you say he has issues, drinks a lot, has parental problems and is more unhappy than happy and he's never had sober sex with you – wow he's a great catch. Even if this guy confessed his love for you, what possible happiness would you have with him being his on call psychologist? You are right with one thing - as soon as he meets someone else, you'll be forgotten again. It's time for you to stop trying help this guy and solve his problems - they are bigger than you can deal with. He needs professional counselling and it's time you realised that. I suggest you tell him full stop you do not want to be his friend or anything else, don't answer his calls and get out there, meet some nice boys who actually really like you every day, not just when they feel like it. She Said

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World Youth Day to drive upswing in Sydney sex industry

THE sex industry is expected to be blessed with an increase in customers thanks to the most unlikely of sources - the Catholic Church's World Youth Day. NEWS.com.au says a report by Industry analysts IBISWorld predicted the 2008-09 financial year would see strong growth for brothels, strip clubs and prostitutes stemming from the Catholic Church's World Youth Day, primarily on the back of a marked increase in tourism levels to Sydney. IBIS World senior industry analyst Ed Butler said the report did not suggest the 225,000 international pilgrims or clergy would be heading to brothels or strip clubs. But the event, to be held from July 15 to 20, would also draw people from outside the church including tourists, support staff and media and some of them would use the sex industry's services. "Any major event will drive tourism, which is closely related to the sex industry and World Youth Day will also bring out a certain number of non-religious people," he said. "Growth would be estimated to be greater, but the religious nature of the event is likely to have a dampening effect on growth rates, as many of the visitors may have moral anxieties relating to this particular industry's services." Mr Butler said Pope Benedict XVI's visit would give Sydney and Australia exposure in foreign markets, driving tourism growth after the event had finished. IBIS World estimated the sex industry's revenue to grow from $1.13 billion in 2007-08 to $1.22 billion in 2008-09. This would be growth of about 8 per cent for the next financial year, well above the 2.75 per cent growth for the overall economy predicted in the Federal Budget. Ramada Khawley, function manager for strip clubs such as Men's Gallery and Pure Platinum, said she was not expecting an upswing in trading. "We're not making any special preparations for World Youth Day," she said. "But we'll keep a table reserved for the Pope." Brothel madams spoken to by NEWS.com.au also expressed doubts that World Youth Day would be of benefit to their trade. And it seems this is something they agreee with World Youth Day organisers on. "I'd be surprised if the sex industry gets a boost from a religious event," a World Youth Day spokesman told NEWS.com.au

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Man superglues condom to penis to save on safe sex!

A Romanian man needed some help after his 'great idea' started to feel not so great. He had superglued his condom to his penis. The 43-year-old father-of-five told doctors he and his wife didn't want any more children. Their obvious solution was to start using condoms, but the condoms Nicolae Popovici's wife bought were a bit 'roomy'. The couples solution for this small problem was not to buy new condoms that did fit, but to make the big ones fit. One way or another. They used superglue to glue the condom to the man's penis. This did not only solve the size-issue, but they could also re-use the condoms, so they thought. After sex, the couple realised the condom was stuck and wouldn't come off. After trying everything they could think off (and these people are resourceful as you may have noticed) Nicolae went to the local medical clinic for help. One of the nurses said: "He even said that he thought the condom could be used several times and that he wanted it stuck on his penis so he could use it again later. We barely managed to remove it in the end. Stunning Stuff

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Cosmetic Surgery: A Better Sex Life?

Study Shows Breast Augmentation and Body Contouring May Improve Sex Life
Feb. 21, 2006 -- Cosmetic surgery -- including breast augmentation and body contouring -- is known to make people look younger and feel better about themselves. Now new research suggests that it may also improve sex life and the ability to achieve orgasm. The greatest sexual benefits were seen in women who underwent breast augmentation, breast lift, or body contouring procedures, according to the study, which appears in the January/February issue of the Aesthetic Surgery Journal. "For the longest time, tons of data were published about how plastic surgery enhances body image and restores self-confidence. And it was kind of known that if someone feels better about themselves, they become more sexual. But we never had the data to show it until now," researcher Guy Stofman, MD, tells WebMD. Stofman is chief of plastic surgery at Mercy Hospital in Pittsburgh and a clinical assistant professor of plastic surgery at the University of Pittsburgh. "We don't want the populace to think, 'Hey, if I have my breasts done, I will have more sex,'" he says. "You don't have cosmetic surgery to have better sex. This is just an added perk." Better Sex, More Powerful Orgasms Of 70 women who completed a survey, more than 95% reported improvements in body image regardless of the type of cosmetic surgery they had undergone. After surgery, 81% of the 26 breast surgery respondents and 68% of the 25 body surgery patients said they experienced improvements in sexual satisfaction, compared to 32% percent of the 19 facial surgery patients. And that goes for their partners too, the study showed. Seventy-three percent of breast surgery patients and 56% of body surgery patients said that their partner's sex life had also improved as a result of their surgery. What's more, women who underwent body-contouring surgeries reported having an orgasm more easily following the procedure. "It's quite possible that we may make changes in female anatomy that may lead to enhanced orgasm as well," he says. More Confidence Boosts Intimacy The new findings tend to mimic what Laurie A. Casas, MD, an associate professor of surgery at Northwestern University and the Feinberg School of Medicine in Chicago, sees in her practice. "With people who undergo body-contouring surgery, they walk in covered up by clothing and six months later, they walk in proud," she says. "It doesn't change who they are, but it makes them more confident. And intimacy stems from a sense of well-being and feeling good about your body," says Casas, who is also a spokeswoman for the American Society for Aesthetic Plastic Surgery. "Cosmetic surgery can change how you feel about yourself, but it won't change your self-esteem or who you are," she points out. "I would never say, 'Have your breasts enlarged so you can have a better sex life.' But if someone said, 'Doctor, I feel so bad about my tummy after having three kids, I am embarrassed to have sex with my husband' -- then a body-contouring procedure may make them feel so much better. And it can give them the confidence to feel good about themselves in an intimate setting," she says. "I hear it over and over again after body-contouring surgery," she says. "Patients say, 'I am so proud of my body. And my husband and I have so much more fun. Therapy vs. Surgery According to New York City psychoanalyst Gail Saltz, MD, author of the forthcoming Anatomy of a Secret Life, problems in the bedroom are likely due to more than dissatisfaction with breast size. "Being able to achieve orgasm and have a satisfying sex life has a lot to do with sexual fantasy. And if your fantasy life is very hampered by feelings that you really dislike your body or breasts, then certainly creating an creating an image for yourself that's more akin to your sexual fantasy will help improve your sex life," she says. "I would argue that what is getting in the way of fantasy life is probably more than the feeling that your breasts aren't the right size, she says. A better -- and safer -- bet may be to explore in therapy why this one thing matters so much to how well you like yourself sexually and physically. "If you are feeling inhibited about the nature of your sexual fantasies, surgery isn't going to change that, and it's a lot to go through, she says. WebMD

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Heels boost sex life

STILETTOS can be good for a woman's sex life, says a study which claims wearing them ``directly works the pleasure muscles linked to orgasm.
Experts found the high heels toned women's legs and strengthened pelvic muscles. In tests, Dr Maria Cerruto, of the University of Verona, Italy, discovered that wearing a pair of moderately high heeled shoes'' had beneficial effects for a woman's sex life. Heels work the pelvic muscles and reduce the need to exercise them. Wearing heels during daily activity may reduce the need for the pelvic floor exercises necessary to keep that part of a woman's anatomy toned and elastic, Cerruto said. She asked 66 women under 50 about their sex lives, exercise regime and shoes. In tests, their pelvic muscles were more relaxed in higher heels, increasing their strength and ability to contract. Women often have difficulty in carrying out the right exercises for the pelvic zone and wearing heels could prove to be the solution, Cerruto said. Manolo Blahnik, whose shoes are worn by Sex and the City's Carrie Bradshaw, said: This is wonderful news. I've been hounded for years about how bad it is for posture, but . . . when you put on a high heel it makes life more exciting. For women, it's a way to appeal to the male species. There's a limit. Anything over 11.5cm, you can't walk properly; it's no longer elegant. News com au

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Why do so many men still think the sex trade is fine?

The trial of Steve Wright confirms how dangerous prostitution is but legalising it would do nothing to aid the plight of women involved Following the example of Lord Longford, who established that, where sex is concerned, adjustments to British legislation should always be preceded by an inspection of foreign arrangements, Home Office minister Vernon Coaker toured various Stockholm addresses, investigating the impact of Sweden’s decision to criminalise men who pay for sex. Whether it was a question of thrift, or a natural reluctance on Mr Coaker’s part to re-enact highlights from Lord Longford’s Scandinavian excursion, the Swedish researches were completed in a day, which must barely have left time for the minister and his team, including Vera Baird and Barbara Follett, to ‘cooee’ up a few brothel stairs and reach the conclusion that, although some Swedish people think the scheme has worked, other Swedish people think not. The next stop on the comparative prostitution tour will, I understand, be the Netherlands, where some people think it’s enlightened to have women eye-catchingly displayed as wares in shop windows, but other people don’t. After that, the itinerary is unclear, though it seems unlikely the ministers will get as far as New Zealand: a pity since the islands are currently advertised by pro-legalisers as sex-trade heaven, even better than Amsterdam, where accredited sex operatives now take genuine pride in their work and clients, too, are an example to all, their connoisseurship finally liberated from those doubts which, to judge by the statistics, still deter a number of British men from trying the wide range of reasonably priced goods on offer. So long as stocks last. Coaker is on the case, Harriet Harman wants to penalise ‘the demand side’ and Denis MacShane has tabled a suitable amendment to the Criminal Justice and Immigration Bill, with the result that websites usually preoccupied with punters’ boasts and hints, are now home to agonised speculation about the effects of this triple attack. Would respectable brothels be affected by criminalisation? they wonder. Lap dancing? Strippers? Even their little bit of porn?