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Scientists have found that the pleasurable experience of listening to music releases dopamine, a neurotransmitter in the brain important for more tangible pleasures associated with food, drugs, and sex. The new study also reveals that even the anticipation of pleasurable music induces dopamine release. The same is the case with food, drug, and sex cues. The study is from The Montreal Neurological Institute and Hospital.
I hope you enjoy reading todays story as much as I enjoyed writing it/living it. My life is not perfect and neither is my story, dirty, unashamed, unedited, baring blemishes and all, bare naked before the world. This is not a legal brief constructed so every word is perfect, every common in the right place, edited ten times. My tumbling out style of writing comes from deep emotions, a longing, sexual desire, fun, playful erotica. My stories come spilling out of me full of lust, raw energy, with no filter, a friend confessing to you. I'm not looking for perfection in my writing and you will not find it here.
Lost Opportunity, my pen name, refers to all those times I missed the signals, failed to take the leap, didn't recognize or understand what others were feeling/wanting, just didn't go far enough from my own hang ups and fears. I've learned in my thirty years to say yes, to take a chance, make a move, have no regrets, take chances, even if I fail or are rebuffed, even those that don't work out or even when they hurt how do I know if I don't try? Life is short enjoy the ride. I'm Cheryle *quot;Cheri*quot; a Irish Catholic thirty year old bi-sexual woman, 5'2*quot; 107lbs., with blue eyes and long red hair-?
Chapter One-Auralism
Laying on the sofa facing each other legs intertwined in perfect delight. Strumming these old acoustic guitars, her beautiful feet rubbing my bare smooth legs her cute toes painted purple my sexual juices flowing. The other half of me Mindi knows were I'm going she always follows my every lead hitting all the right notes in perfect harmony. Starring at Mindi's beautiful forty-one year old body, her breast, the hard nipples poking at her T-shirt, her smooth waxed legs, her small feet and cute purple toes. I watch her moan as our feet caress each others legs, a wetness growing in my black lace panties, that will not be denied.

I love performing on stage, a bedroom, the green room or on this old sofa with Mindi a kindred spirit indeed. Legs still intertwined, wearing just our panties and T-shirts, hitting all the right cords in unison singing our song in a perfect melody of sound. This is not a new thought, people have used music to enhance sex for centuries, the Greeks