For many years I, like so many woman (and men), have been attracted to a man in uniform. Police Officer, Firefighter, Army Soldier, Corrections Officer, Navy Crewman, Air Force Pilot or Marine. All it would take to get me to hike my skirt or unzip and drop my pants was them saluting me (no, not with their hands thanks).
A uni student stressed by deadlines gets a visit from Alex, his flatmate, and they both become more relaxed remembering how their special friendship began. Alex knew just what his friend needed, and after some training, both are happy to know their place.
I can not claim it is a 'true story'. But one of the characters of the story narrated it to me as true. Like always, I will await the comments of my readers.
I’m 72 and have been incestually obsessed with my mother since I was 11 and her sister since I was 15! So much so, I’ve even thought about them while having sex with my wife! They are without a doubt my most incredible fantasy/intense fantasy and number one masterbation obsession! I told BOTH of them about this later on in life after finally getting the nerve to do so! They are both deceased and I feel guilty and embarrassed about it but just can’t get it out of my head! HELP! Anyone?