Can anyone post or lead me to the ABC's of death videos. I am tryign to find L is for libido.

I confess I found a friend's sex toy stash. We keep an eye on each other's places. I had found one or two before hidden by her bed and this time they were missing but there was a big box on her and her boyfriend's shared dresser. Looking inside I see SO much kinky shit. Bondage ropes and chains and soft cuffs, anal beads, clit massagers, and at least three dildos. I don't know if she always owned these and just organized them together or if she's got a crazy libido lately and has been trying out sex toys. Either way, the mental image of my friend getting bound and stuffed with all those toys is going to be featuring very prominently in my mind for the next week I'm sure.

I am 57 and my libido is as great as it has ever been, but I only get hard if a woman is actually playing with my penis. I take viagra most days so my wife won't realize that my hard erections are rare anymore.

I got divorced almost three years ago. I am a female, in my late 30s, and I have been married for 15 years, so I married young.

He was my first, if you dont count a few innocent hs pettings, and our sex life was pretty non existent, for the last few years of marriage. I have relived myself, many times, and eventually got sucked into the world of erotic forums, porn sites etc.

After we split up, my libido just jumped through the roof, and my online addiction sky rocketed. I wanted sex so badly, I have caught myself having these indecent thoughts about men around me, at work, at the supermarket etc.

Why didnt I do anything?

I am affraid. I have had sex with only one man in my life, and I guess I was insecure, so I stayed locked inside this cage I have built for myself.

Through all this, I started chatting with this man, some ten years younger than me, via this erotic forum. It became a form of hotting, with words at starters. Then I sent him some photos of me, without face and clothed, he sent me his, and he is a handsome, handsome man, so handsome, that I have wondered what such a good looking man is doing sexting a woman like me.

It evolved, i sent him some bikini photos, than partial nudes, and full nudes at the end, and eventually we saw each other on cam.

It was so sexy. He was raining down on me with compliments, throughout all of this, how beautifull I am, how hot I am, and such things are nice to hear. LIttle digression - I know I look good, and my looks werent the obstacle for me to find someone to have sex with - it was the other issues, I discussed earlier.

So we continued with this for more than 6 months, and it was hot, so intense. He was so good at describing things, it was like living through an audio version of the best erotic story ever written. Him, talking, made me climax every time, but looking at him through the camera didnt hurt either.

And he was obsessed with my behind, always asking for me to show it, and if I did, he would climax almost immediately. He would always tell me how he wants me from behind, or in a reverse cowgirl etc, and it got me appreciating that part of my body, and I did become aware that it does look good for a woman of my shape and size.

Long story short, after almost half of year of this, one day he sends me a message that he is coming to my country on business (we both live in Europe - different countries), and that he will be in such and such hotel, room number ..., and gives me his telephone number, for me to call him, so we could go out for dinner and, who knows.

I decided not to go, not to call him, it was all fun, but one thing is a fantasy through the weil of some anonymity, and this would be something completely different.

I was fighting myself on this one, I wanted to go, but I was scared, really scared that I will ruin it, by meeting him. You have got to understand, this was a kind of a relationship for me, something I was looking forward, seeing him online.

He was staying there for three nights. On the second night, I called him at 1 a.m. My voice was... I was scared. Asked him if I can come over to his room.

An hour later, I was there, in leather pants (god, what was I thinking), and a bottle of wine. We started going at each other immediately, we were both so desperate. He ripped my blouse off of me, and went for my breast right away. I was on fire, ready to go, like I have had hours of fore play.

And as we started to undress, I remembered his fixation, so as he was laying on his back, I got on top of him, kissed him, then turned the other way. I have never had sex in this position, so I was a bit scared, but ready to go. He had a condom on... And he came after no more than 20 seconds.

My dissapointment was inmesurable. He did try to get me off, afterwards, but wasnt good at it, so I faked it. I excused myself, and lied to him that I will see him again tomorrow, and told him it was good, it was all I was hoping for.

Never saw him again, not in real life, nor online. But this awkward experience was an eye opener of sorts. What was I affraid of?

Two weeks later, I met a man of my age, also divorced, like me, and I am having the best sex of my life.

I think this whole experience helped me understand a few things about myself. And one thing is for sure, I lost years of my life, living of sexual scraps, from my husband, later on, from online erotica, but nothing beats the real thing, when it is done right.

Accessible orgy a go for disabled 32

Mike Strobel BY MIKE STROBEL, TORONTO SUN
FIRST POSTED: WEDNESDAY, JUNE 03, 2015 08:03 PM EDT UPDATED: WEDNESDAY, JUNE 03, 2015 10:06 PM EDT
Stella Palikarova

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TORONTO - A major barrier is about to fall for Toronto’s disabled.

The city’s first ever accessible orgy is set for this summer.

Yes, you read that right. An accessible orgy. Just in time for the Parapan Am Games and, no, it’s not a demonstration sport.

“The Berlin wall of sex for people with disabilities is coming down!” organizer Stella Palikarova tells me down the line from Ottawa.

She is there to present a paper to the Canadian Sociological Association, on Experiences of Dating and Sexuality among Heterosexual Females with Congenital Mobility Disabilities.

So, you can see, this orgy is no sleazy fly-by-night racket.

Palikarova, 35, a disability awareness consultant, dreamed up the idea, which may even be a world first.

She is in a wheelchair because of spinal muscular atrophy but nothing is wrong with her libido.

She’s tired of people assuming there is.

And she’s tired of bumping into barriers everywhere, in homes, in offices, in stores, in the street ... in sex clubs.”

Sexuality and accessibility. Two sore points for the disabled. What to do, what to do ...

Aha, said Stella. An accessible orgy answers both.

http://www.torontosun.com/2015/06/03/accessible-orgy-a-go-for-disabled

I had sex with my ex, after I got married.

We weren't together for a long time, and, heck, I am not even sure he saw us as "being together", but more of a hook up scheme.

I liked him a lot, but a lot. He had a gf at the time, but I was so drawn to him, that I used my cousin, who he knew, to drop him hints how I am interested in him. As soon as he broke up with her, he spared no time, and was all over me, inviting me to go out.

We had sex on the first date, and I guess, since I was young and naive, that I was being opened, modern, hip girl, but I guess he read that as if I am easy, and our "relationship" was nothing more than occasional dates with hook ups afterwards, until he hit on my cousin (the one I used as a hint spreader). She declined him, so I broke it off, realizing what I was for him, what probably any woman is to him.

Many years have passed since then, I never got that crazy "in love", or had such a big crush on anyone after him. I reasoned that I have just "grown up", matured in a way. So I got married, to a nice guy, and life kept going. My marriage was, and still is good, regarding many things, but our sex life was never anything special, and I knew that when marrying him. Some men, just, do not have a high libido, and that was obvious even when we were dating, but again, I have "grown", and realized, that sex isn't everything.

It isn't, but it matters. So, when I came to a conclusion that I am on my own, regarding this, I started playing with myself, doing naughty things, visiting places like this one, all in an effort not to give in, and do something stupid, just for sex.

I didn't think of him, when being playful with myself, but I did think of the kind of sex we had, passionate, raw, spontaneous. So, when I saw his name on the list of invites, to a work event I was hosting, coming in from out of town, I felt nervousness in my stomach.

Casually, like I didn't mean it, I went on a coffee with my cousin, and asked her if she knows anything about him. She blushed, and confessed, since so much time has passed, that after we broke up, she did, in the end, have an affair with him, but lost contact afterwards. She heard that he got married, and that is it.

I applauded myself, how I have, maturely decided back then, pushing away a fuck boy, adamant to present myself in the best way possible, so he will be jealous, when he sees me.

Only, it was the other way around. Twenty years later, he was still radiating charm, all around. When he saw me, across the room, he just nodded, and turned his head. I was fuming!!!

So I came to him, eager to impress, only to end up in his room, on my back.

The next morning, I felt like the stupidest woman that ever lived, and the worst feeling of all was, how great it felt that night. Thankful for him not cumming inside me, since, if he wanted, or even if he asked me, I would say yes, yes to everything.

Some time has passed since then, he never tried to reach out to me, again, my fears of ruining my marriage with this have passed, only thing that's left is a remorse, better yet, two lines of it.

I regret cheating on my husband, and the other is, that I am sad that, I will never have such great sex, again.

But, I keep saying to myself, sex isn't everything.

I confess, that masturbation is ruining my sex life.
i've recently turned 30 and i suppose my libido has begun to slow down. just today, i had a wank in the morning. and later without warning my girlfriend calls me telling me she's dropping by in a few hours.
now me at 20, i could have wanked a half a dozen times before noon and still managed to keep it hard and ready for some pussy. but today i could barely give her half an effort. i find i only have "great sex" when i have gone at least 3 or 4 days without a fuck or a wank.
it could also be that it takes me so long to blow a load while wanking, that sometimes my dick is raw and sore by the time i'm done, and then it needs a day or two to "heal up".

I must confess. I just came back from a cruise vacation and I've never seen so many sexy young ladies prancing around in skimpy bathing suits. I must have jerked off at least once a day just so I wouldn't be walking around with a hard on. Ladies, do you realize what you do to us dirty old men, at least the younger guys have a shot at you lovelies. I'd like to hear from other cruisers, how do you handle this. Also, you ladies, are you aware of what you're doing to us old guys libidos?

This confession revolves around fantasy, and it ain't nothing major, nor really spicy, but it is mine.

We are friends with a couple, they are around ten years younger than us, us being 51, both, and them being 41, and 40.

We are friends for over a decade, we go out together, boys go to football together, and we even vacationed as a group, many times. I didn't have any sexual thoughts regarding them, until we were at the seaside together, some five years back, when I noticed him, kind of checking me out, from time to time, on the beach. That was the spark.

I remember, that night, I tried to initiate sex with my husband, but he was too tired, and I was left to myself, and I had a long bath, with naughty thoughts about him.

Our sex life, at the time was, pretty poor, so this thing became kind of a burden on my libido. I secretly bought toys, started roaming through the internet, and it came to the point in which, it drove me completely crazy.

I had insane ideas, that sounded really good, while being horny, and quite terrible, once the thrill was gone.

I was at kind of an intersection of my life, unhappy, with hormones running wild (yes, I blame the hormones for the most of this), and I had to do something.

So, I revamped the sex life in our marriage. It is shameful, that at first, I just wanted to, so I could imagine him, while having sex with my husband. For example, I never liked doggy position, since I felt it is not sensual enough, but at this point, it was perfect for my fantasy, since I could just close my eyes and be with someone exciting.

One thing I didn't know was, that my husband loved doggy, but since I evaded it, he was super excited when we started doing it. Same goes for oral, and similar stuff, and once we started going, nothing could stop us.

I fell back in love with him, since, after being freed from the restrains I have made him, without even knowing it, he became a man I once knew, masculine, dominant, alpha...

And that is it - sometimes, craving something you can't have, can produce a silver lining to it. This fantasy, I believe, saved our marriage.

I need to share this because i can't think straight anymore. I confess, i am not a proper single mommy with only her kid on her mind. I've been lusting for 2 weeks now. Finally, after a long while of being celibate i found someone i want to explode with. I waited this long because i wanted it to be very special. I tried my best to stay strong but i can not anymore, i need human interaction. I will rape if i can't have what i want. I don't just want to be fucked, i want to fuck someone so bad they will faint. I want to faint too. I want damn violent nasty sex in all holes. Last guy fainted, but he turned a creepy guy after that wouldn't leave me alone. And the prick he begged for mercy, don't do that, fight me! It killed my libido. I hate desperate men.
But this time it will be better. I met this shy guy online and we haven't met in rl yet, but i know it'll be so good. Last few days have been hell, my pussy keeps leaking so bad i have to wear thick pantyliners, it's embarrassing. I can't wait to finally have a cock inside me again. I am aching for it so bad it actually hurts. I tried to pacify myself with toys, but it's just not good enough, i want a warm throbbing sword to cure my itch. I need it. I want to hold a hairy ass and thrust it into my loins. This guy told me he's in a mental facility, it turns me on even more, i hope he's a complete freakshow. I know that's bad, but i can't help it. I asked him to tell me more about himself, i fingered myself as i saw his texts trying to conceal he is a freak too. He will be in for a suprise alright. This tormenting arousal has turned me savage. I want him to strangle me, hurt me, rape my ass and have me suck wherever he pleases. I want to climb him like a mountain and grasp for air. I will ride him slowly, tease him with my tongue untill he bursts into insanity too and ravishes me like an animal. Oh god i want beastly sex. He's hot, seriously the man of my dreams. A little bit chubby with a belly button i would fuck if i had a penis, stubbled face nearly a beard, dark bodyhair, not tanned just natural, works on a farm, likes to get his hands dirty, he poses with a sigarette dangling from his lips... Just a good old fashioned manly man. I've never been that into anal but my rectum feels like prolapsing from wanting him inside me now. I hope he has dangling balls to choke me with. I want him to grab my hair and push my face in his furry groin. It will be 10 more days before we finally meet, he wants to know me better first... I'm playing along, acting coy, but damn he better not be hesitating too long or i will take my twitchy wet squishy cunt elsewhere. What is with men these days? Acting all timid when a girl gets straight to the point. I'm even traveling across the country to be fucked by him. I suggested a hotel, because i don't want his neighbours to gawk at him after i'm through with him. There will be a tub, i hope he tries to drown me and i want to swim in his cum. I want him so bad i'm going crazy. I'm not thinking of romance or a relationship, i just want a man that turns me desperate to touch again. A good man that will make me hunt him for more.

Some time ago, I met a guy online through sheer chance on Omegle, and we hit it off. We lived far apart (different countries, I in the US, he in Canada) but we still talked lots and grew together.
Recently I had the opportunity to stay in Canada for a while, so I chose his hometown. Needless to say, we hooked up, majorly.

That first night, our first date, I went from a champion virgin to 3rd base in the space of a couple hours. He couldn't get me off - I'm just lacking the libido and sensitivity, I guess - but we took turns sucking each other and exploring bodies, then settled in for the night.
The next morning, I sucked him again, but this time I was determined to make him cum. He eventually finished himself off with the help of my mouth on his balls, but I'm glad to say as soon as I saw his first drop of cum I immediately starting sucking out the rest right into my mouth. I suckled him and fondled his balls while he came until my mouth felt full of cum and drool. I moved up him and shared his cum with him in the most passionate kiss yet.
Showered, played with his ass, fingered a bit. I was afraid I was going too fast, so to speak, but man, he's sexy-fine with the most beautiful ass, I just couldn't help myself.

Just last night we finally had another real date - schedules and work kept us apart - and it was awesome. Cut to the bed again where we're teasing each other and stroking and just getting naughty, then we went to sleep.
We woke up and started messing around again, when I decided to do something I never thought I'd do: rimjob. That's right, I licked, sucked and kissed his hot little ass, and tried my best to get my tongue inside him. I'm here to tell you that a clean ass tastes... alright. It tasted like the rest of his body, I guess. I tried to finger his wet asshole again but he was just too tight, so I backed off. I guess if my fingers were a bit longer, or if his ass was a little more relaxed I could've hit his prostate, but as it was it was just a new sensation for him, one that wasn't terrible, but also not gloriously erotic.
More shower, he tried to suck me again with mixed results. Mixed, because while it felt good enough, I just couldn't cum like that. I love that he likes to tease and pleasure me and try to swallow my less-than impressive 5 inches, but I guess I just can't get off that easily. Ohhhh welllll. At least I taste alright.

I guess there should be a confession or two in here, so here it is:
First, he's turned me mostly gay, with his beautiful body and dick and amazingly delicious cum. I'm not full gay, I still like boobs and the female form, but I think I'm more likely to suck a cock than eat a pussy.
Second, I encourage everyone to at least try to rim someone they love. The sounds he was making, the whole "you're so dirty!" talk the whole time, the taste of his anus... I don't think he was super turned on by it, but I know I'll be doing it more in the future, so he can get used to it. Also, it's a great way to help relax the anus for more ass play. And if you're curious, I didn't get sick or anything like that from it. If the ass is clean, it's safe for a spit-shine!