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 Judith was amazed at what she saw. Only two hours earlier, she stood in front of the church filled with her family and friends and married her second husband Jude. Now for the first time, they were alone in their honeymoon suite and he reclined naked on the bed. She had never seen Jude naked before and she was surprised. Three months earlier, Judith and Jude were sitting at his kitchen table and going through a pre-marital counseling workbook. The chapter today regarded a newly married couple's sex life, their expectations, and hopes. "Sex with Landon wasn't... how to say this? Very... important or enjoyable." Judith said. Landon was Judith's first husband. The two had married shortly after they graduated from college. Although Landon had claimed to know God, two years after their wedding she came home to an empty house. He had left a note that said he wanted a divorce. Judith had tried to reconcile with him, but his commitment and character were weak. "Well...

 The road stretched far out in front of us, we had been on the road all day. Driving from Tottenham, north London, to Inverness for my brother's wedding. David, my brother, was a complete and utter prick. We hadn't spoken for years. I cut all contact with him when I found out he had slept with my then fiance. We were young only twenty at the time, but it still hurt. Five years on and it was David who was now engaged. My mum begged me to be there, she had sided with my brother and scolded me for cutting him out of my life. As such, I had limited contact with my parents which I regret. David's bride was from Inverness hence the long road trip. I had never seen her but. They met online and after a few months, he moved up there. My family was from Milton Keynes but I had moved to London after University and settled in Tottenham. I had brought my flatmate with me, Gareth. He was a six-foot slab of Welsh muscle with blonde hair and blue eyes. Driving through the Scottish Highland...

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 This incident happened when i was traveling by train to Quilon from Bangalore from Kanyakumari express, it was in 2001 and i was 22 years old, fresh, virgin, still untouched by the feeling called sex, but it has to happen someday and that proved to be my luckiest day of my life. Without going into too many details in short we met first time as strangers on a train she was 19 years old and i was 22 then, and what started as a polite hello ended in a night full of ecstasy where we hardly blinked our eyes. As usual i had boarded the train from the Bangalore city station to go to Quilon for my monthly business trip and as the train reached the can’t station in 5 min my life changed forever as she (Misha) boarded the train along with her elder sister, we were in the same compartment but our seats where almost 3 cubicles afar i was standing near the door of the train to get some fresh air and after about half an hour or so she came to go the toilet and our eyes met for the first time sh...

 Hey folks, it took a while to pen down my experience. Busy office schedule, appointments, travel had kept me busy. Check the author page for my other experiences submitted on NPS. This experience is penned by both Ashwini and myself. Happy reading. Feedbacks, appreciations, depreciations welcome at blore.nish@gmail.com It was a cold day during the winter season, I wanted something hot. Not hot food or hot drinks. I was all alone at home. On such days when your partner is not around, it is very tough. I called my partner, thought let me ease off the heat by having erotic talks with him, but he was absolutely busy and suggested get a erotic massage done. My partner and I are very open-minded. We have had our shares of fun during the absence of the other, but have never kept those secrets in the dark. That is why our relationship is as strong as always. Touchwood. Being new in Bangalore city, I was very skeptical to contact just any Tom, Dick, Harry. I googled, got few numbers, spoke...

There were a few artists that recorded 'I Knew the Bride (When She Used to Rock and Roll)', but our favorite is by the man who wrote it, Nick Lowe. It has a certain charm, hard to explain, but for us it paints an image of a woman who is a pleasure to know and watch as she dances through life - bringing joy to those around her. Everyone portrayed in the story below is over eighteen. This is fiction; as always, all characters and events, etc. are figments of our imagination and have no connection to any living or dead persons, real places, or true events. I Knew the Bride My face broke out in a grin as I watched Lisa Casey walk up the aisle on her father's arm. I almost said out loud what I was thinking, "My god, she is a beautiful bride." Lisa caught my eye, and in that way she has, gave me a secret smile in return. The wedding photographer, who was doing her best to be non-intrusive, took the bride's photo just at that moment, capturing it for posterity. Lisa ...