Part 1-Office Respite ——————— “Yes, sir. I completely understand. I’ll have it done for you when you come in first thing tomorrow morning.” I lowered the phone from my ear and will depressing the end button to end the call, my other hand ran through my short black hair and I exhaled a soft sigh
Vicky sprawled on the satin sheets as the waves of pleasure from her orgasm receded. Her senses were returning and the hot throb in her loins included an aching rawness. She had been fucked! It had been far more exciting than her fevered teenage imagination had led her to expect. The orgasm more intense than
I would like to tell all the readers of my 4th bisexual gay experience, which occurred a few weeks ago in Spain, whilst on vacation with my wife and 2 family. Why 4th? Because after finally confronting my inner feelings at 37years of age, married for 16 years, with 2 studs, the first 3 experiences
My wife’s 40th birthday was approaching, and her sister Mary and I planned a surprise birthday party. About a month before, we decided to drive about an hour to an adult book store that has a lot of novelty items. I had gone to the same store 2 years before with my wife to get
I write this in bed as she sleeps next to me. I have to work early but I just can’t help but write this down. It is written with minimal embellishment, and is absolutely true. I couldn’t make this kind of heaven up if I tried. We have been together for over a decade and
It’s the story of my first anal sex experience that happened when I was 19, about 5-6 years ago. It happened with the first girl I’d actually consider a “girlfriend”, though we were only together about 6 months. First, a little about me. I’m a taller guy, around 6’1. Fairly skinny build, though I work
This even happened in the late 60s. No internet, porn was very hard to come by and against the law to posse or sell it. I had been buying some XXX rated movies from this guy that owned a book store,we soon became pretty good friends since we were both jaded sex maniacs. He was
Angel stared like a mesmerised rabbit at the length of black cock bobbing in front of her eyes. Her heart quaked with fear and disgust, and weakness. Igwe wanted her to suck his cock, and her stomach churned with the horror of it. She was losing the argument and she knew it! Igwe was not
About 3 years after my divorce (This was over 30 years ago); I decided it was time to get back into dating again. I finished my Masters. I had a good career. And a few good friends who helped me with my sexual desires. But it was time to try getting into a relationship. Dating
George was huffing back home on his bicycle after an exciting and confusing afternoon with his girlfriend Lisa. As usual, George had spent a few hours at Lisa’s house after school. This had become a routine for them in the past several months. They would talk of the day’s events; who was doing what around
I was excited about going to college, and the night after graduation was the biggest party of summer. To make the dull part of the story short, I kissed another guy and my boyfriend broke up with me. I was all ready drunk, but that sobered me up enough that I wanted to get out
My sister Beth was not always as hot as she is now. In fact, she was rather ugly when we were young. I never thought of her in a sexual way. All that she was to me was my annoying sister. We are two years apart in age and didn’t even get along very well.
We first made contact about three years ago, on one of those dirty dating sites. I was showing my tranny profile, Velvet, at the time, and was being hit on by a bunch of dirty old men, when this “Mariah” person said, “Hi.” I was in a pretty sarcastic mood at the time, and was
Nothing, and I mean nothing, in sex gets me off more than the scent and taste of my woman’s ass. I don’t mean when it’s squeaky clean and perfumed. I mean when it smells and tastes like what an ass is and what it does. Nothing beats the erotic blast of kissing her soft, satiny
Every summer growing up, my sister and I would go stay with our Aunt Betty and our cousins Lacey and Michelle. Lacey and I were roughly the same age, with Lacey being about a month younger. We always looked forward to seeing one another, especially once puberty hit and we began getting curious. Over the