(this is an edited re-post)

It's about time I guess. I have been on this site for a few years and only now after reading others, felt I should say something of myself.

Okay. I've been a single dad most of my life and still am now though it should not be long before my daughter leaves the nest.

I guess the thing I see now is that raising a child of todays generation has kept me in touch with most things

One thing that I discovered is how open minded and "educated' todays generation is and that I love.

A regret in myself is that I was so much stuck in the "missionary" postion for far too long..lol. I love to write erotic stories, explicit in nature and usually involving and age gap scenario. (well at my age admiring the sexy young body of a younger woman/girl is just second nature and part of the food chain, at least, it is a natural thing for a male right?. All men admire other woman/girls in some respect and are liars if they say they don't. (It does not make them pedo if that female is underage 12-16, just simply, an admirer of potential later in life, what might be etc)

I have many fantasies, some of the incest nature, others taboo and all safely locked in a creative imagination.

My first sexual experience was at 10yrs, a female friend I will say for now (relative aged 26) liked to express her love of nature.

One summer I stayed at her farm, a little property about 200ks from where i lived. She was a rebel according to my dad and other relatives. (later I was to discover she was Lesbian and that was the one thing my family at the time, could not deal with.)

I will call her Jane and Jane was my first impressionable love.

An injury on the third day of my 2-week vacation saw a dramtic change. A poddy calf back-kicked me high on the thigh and hip and as a boy, I cried like a baby. Jane took me inside and before long I had my pants off for her to inspect the servere bruising.(with lots of coaxing)

Seeing me uncomfortable she took off her top and progressed to undress as she treated my wounds until she herself was naked explaining, "there is nothing wrong being nude Lexin, the human body is to be admired not hidden"

At this age I had no physical repsonse other then in the mind and how awesome it was to see a woman naked. Jane had small tits, A-cups maybe B but to me they were huge breast and something to behold. I had no idea what a girl looked like until that moment and had really never wondered. Even back then her pussy was smoothly shaven and I found myself starring from pussy to boob and back again much to her amusement.

To cut the story short I will say that the next days saw us rarley with clothes on and I found the freedom exciting. That was not all though.

Jane some might say "used" or "abused" me, something I would strongly defend on her part as I was a keen as ever to let her take me down this educational trip, to lead me astray.

In doing so she also taught me how to "help" her and that included most things you can imagine without going into details.

She was able to get me to a "stiffy" stage and used that as well though I never ejeculated, in fact, it was almost 2 years later before that happened.

The episode did mess up my teens to some exent but not in a bad way. It just left me frustrated because it was seven years later when I finally lost my virginity. There were no "bad" girls in my small town..lol..and as a shy awkward teen and a dad that never had porn in the house, I used that experience and the memories with Jane many times over to get off.

I had the gults as well, the dirty feeling of being perverted. It was just how society was back then. Anything sexual was hidden, forbidden, taboo, all of which I made sure was not going to be the case in raising my children.

You might say it was the birthing of a creative imagination if nothing else though during this time I never put pen to paper.

What happened? Jane was ostriized from the family and though they never found out what had happened, because of her sexuallity she was excluded from any family functions and as so, there were no more visits to her farm.

Sadly, when I was in my late teens Jane was killed in an accident and I never had the chance to thank her, in fact I doubt at that age I was even thinking of her then until after the fact. Such is the way with a young buck.

Today my stories go back to those curious immature teen years where I am able to relive my feelings and emotions within the scripts. My role playing days were an inspiration as I met woman and girls of all ages with open non judgmental minds and rewrote those tales into chapters, sometimes for them but mostly for my own satisfaction.

My view is, 'she' can have a pretty face and a sexy gorgeous body but first and foremost it is how 'she' uses her mind, that is the "sexy". A woman that can express what she wants and likes to no matter what the consiquence, is the sexy one.

Any relationship needs its "pillow talk" hours to discover someone best. Those personal periods after sex when you lay and chat long into the next day.It is through these 'sessions' that I find I discover and admire more about a person in a deeper sense. For me it is a place of freedom, sacred to both as secrets and fantasise are revealled.