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  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 18

    Party Mistake
    I canât believe Iâm going to write this, but I think I just let my cousin, Danny lick my pussy last night.
    Ever since we were little kids, at family shindigs, we have fought like cats and dogs. He would take my toys or pull my hair. Now that weâre older, he hardly talks to me and it seems that every time I talk to him, he acts like Iâm bothering him. Sure he has friends and so do I, but we hardly ever go to the same places or do the same things.
    I didnât think he even knew the same people I hung out with. So when my girlfriends came to me with a frat party flyer, I was completely down. As long as my boyfriend doesnât find out, that is. Iâm a bit of a party-girl and flirt. He hates it but I canât help it.
    The party was a toga party. I donât think I have to go into too many details about what I was wearing except that besides the sheet, I only had on my red French laced bra and panties.
    There was all kinds of music, dancing and drinking. There was lots of drinking. The guys were cute and my makeup was on point. In the right lighting, you could easily see my cleavage. The sheer bra always makes the boys crazy. I could have had anyone of them. I was fierce.
    We played beer pong and some drinking games Iâve never heard of, but mostly we drank. Some of the upper-class guys kept feeling me up and grabbing my ass, but a quick slap and âwatch itâ did the trick.
    For the most part, it was just another successful party where they wanted me and I got treated like a princess. Well it was like four in the morning and my best girl went upstairs with a hot beefy hookup. The music was still going on but low now and most everyone had left. The others were upstairs in their rooms getting lucky. Then her I was watching some movie on the 55 inch flat screen on the couch. Several other drunks were crashed on the other couches and floor. I was stretched out with my head back on the armrest and my feet resting on some drunken dude. If he hadnât rolled a bit, I would have thought he was dead. He was probably the upper-class dude who kept fondling me till I racked him. He was wearing the same frat hoody. I was wondering where my ride was at and how come she was taking so long. Her dude must be taking care of her. It was not fair.
    That was when he started caressing my ankles and feet. He even slipped my shoes off gently. Wow, it felt so good. Iâm not used to guys pampering my feet. My boyfriend has a problem with feet. I asked him to suck my toes once and he freaked. Well, now he was working his way up my legs and to tell you the truth, I was really enjoying it. I just wanted to see where this was going. When he got to my knees, I could feel his breath on my big toe. Slowing and sensually, he slid my digit into his warm, wet mouth.
    He was sucking and licking. I tilted my head back on the armrest and shifted my ass to get more comfortable. I was getting my toes sucked by a stranger while I was laying on a couch, on my back, knees bent, thighs spread, in only my panties, bra and a sheet. What was I thinking? I guess I wasnât.
    So for another ten minutes, he sucks and rubs my thighs and lightly exhales on my wet toes. It was heavenly. By the sounds he was making, he was really enjoying himself too. The fact that he wasnât saying anything was kind of mysterious and added to the atmosphere. I was trying to imagine who he was and his back story. He was probably some rich kid who was ignored by his parents and now has some kind of foot fetish.
    He must have gotten tired with my feet because his wet tongue began to run up my ankles and to my knees. I had to close my eyes as his hands slid down my thighs, under my toga, and rested on my panties. He just realized that I wasnât wearing anything else. Stroking my hips, his fingers looped onto the lacy waistband and pulled. By instinct, my hands grabbed his and he let go. Thatâs when his head slid under the sheet. Although I had stopped him, my panties had completely shifted and were loosely covering my pubic mound. All in one motion, his mouth pushed the cloth to the side and his mouth rested right on my pussy. I was so shocked, that I forgot to grab his head to pull him off. It was too late, his mouth was so warm and his tongue knew just where to lick. He was doing things that I had never felt. He must be some kind of pussy martial artist! It went on like this for about 10 minutes. I was biting my palms, trying not to scream. I didnât think it would happen, but he was getting really close to making me cum. Just then he slowed down. He was concentrating on my clit. He had his lips wrapped around it and was sucking hard and then I felt his thumb wet thumb jam into my asshole. I came instantly. It was uncontrollable. It was intense and really messy. When I done convulsing, he calmly got up and walked off. I looked around to make sure that no one saw.
    Just then my friend came rushing down the stairs. She was telling me it was time to go. She wanted out before her new friend woke up. She was laughing so hard, I was laughing too but for a different reason.
    We headed on home and of course I took a shower. I was glad that the guy hadnât gotten too attached and clingy. How often do you find a guy that only cares about taking care of your needs instead of his? I checked my phone and found about ten missed calls from my boyfriend. Iâd have to deal with him later.
    I slept all day until I was woken up by my mom. She wanted me to go with her to my auntâs house with her. They were going to do some baking for a family party and wanted my help. I was really hung-over and didnât feel like it, but she promised Starbucks and that she was going to take me shopping afterwards. I reluctantly agreed.
    Well after I took another shower, I called my boyfriend back. I had to deal with his bruised ego and hurt feelings. All the while, I was holding my cum-stained panties. What a night.
    After a couple of hours of baking and listening to my mom and aunt gossiping, my aunt tells me to go up and tell Daniel to come down to get some food. He was back from college and hadnât come down all day. So up I go and bang on his door. Great, now I have to deal with this shit.
    Through the door, I hear him yell for me to go away. Whatever, loser! While upstairs, I decided to go to the bathroom. I had to go like a racehorse. Iâm sitting there thinking about the night I had when I realized that the wall between cousinâs bedroom and the bathroom was paper thin. I could hear him getting out of bed to answer his phone. Oops, I better not let out gas. That would be embarrassing!
    He was talking to some guy named Tony. He starts off, âYes, that was an epic party, dude. You drank so much you fell off the porch.â They went to some stupid party. I was getting my business done and was wiping up. I was thinking that maybe I should wait to flush. I didnât want him to think I was eavesdropping (even though I kind of was). I wiped myself and just waited. He was saying something like, âOf course you didnât get any. You threw up all over yourself, bro.â âMe, almost⦠I passed out on the couch and was trying to make out with a chick. Oh, shit, I hope it was a chick!â âAll I can remember is she tasted like feet. Ha, ha. So, itâs really dark and Iâm trying to climb up her. I guess she was really tall.â âShut up, Tony. At least I was with a real girl, not my hand.â âOh, and then know I was in her pussy, dude! She wasnât wearing anything but panties under her sheetâ âNo shit, I had her bucking like a fucking bronco!â âIâm not sure what I was doing, but she didnât mind. The bad part is that I was about to fuck her but I got sick from all the booze, pubes and I think she came in my mouth.â âWhen I got back from puking, she had taken off!â âOf course, I was going to shove it in her ass; I already shoved my thumb up her ass. She loved it!â
    I canât tell you how sick I felt right then. I quietly snuck downstairs and told mom that I didnât feel good and needed to go home.
    Iâm sitting in my room, now and my world has kind of flipped upside-down.

    #39357 — Comments (1) — Feb 21, 2018 at 5:47 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Straight Male / 47

    As a teen I witnessed a situation that traumatized me at the time. This put me in a relationship with an older man and he settled me down by masturbating me. To comfort me, he held me and took my penis and masturbated me using both his hands and mouth.

    Whenever it was possible he would masturbate me again by using his hand or by using his mouth and hand. It was a long time before I started to hold his penis and put his penis in my mouth. As I grew up, and I went away to college, whenever I was back home I would go spend time with him and we had complete sex, with penetration.

    I am a grown man now and he is a much older gentleman now. We do not have sexual contact any more, we are just friends. He has never married and owns several businesses in town. He asked me to join him and his lawyer and he told me that as he did not have a family of his own he was leaving his estate to me, knowing that I would take care of it and help it grow. For me, it was thing of youth, as I have grown up and now have a wife and family and would never expect anything like this. Certainly I would not want anything to come out.

    I am at a loss to explain why he would leave his estate to me. Not only to myself, but how can I explain this to everyone else.

    #39342 — Comments (1) — Feb 20, 2018 at 8:49 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Sex Confessions —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 27

    After we were married, eight years ago, my husband, Jon, and I moved into a building known to have a lot of airline people, mostly the younger, attractive ones. We both formerly worked for airlines and have a lot in common. Some of the people here are far out. We were quickly approached, for example, by a good looking couple, Nan and Ted, that wanted mixed sex with us. At first, we declined.

    After some time they seemed regular and we decided to party with them. That was before they both found out that Jon has an exceptional tool. In fact, he posted it on Craigslist once to see a reaction and people began to steal the photo and use it for their own ads, apparently not realizing that at one point their proper equipment will have to be seen.

    Ted, as it turned out, was strongly bisexual and all he wanted was to suck Jon off. Nan loves to suck cock herself so they both worked on Jon while I sat there, naked with nothing to do but watch and wank. We soon moved on to others but this is to tell you that finding the right couple to fuck with is far more difficult than you can imagine. Age is not as important to us as attractiveness and hygiene. Both are hard to find.

    #39354 — Comments (0) — Feb 21, 2018 at 11:52 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Male / 46

    After a lot of online chatting and emails, I met with a gangbang queen and her husband this past weekend. He and I took turns fucking her on Friday night both of us licking her used pussy. I have always wanted to relish in a creampie with a wife and her husbands sperm. Sounds gross I know, but I had an old girlfriend who fucked around and when I was in my 20s I was going down on her and I tasted sperm. She'd gotten fucked at work at lunch and even though it was 6 hours later, she hadn't cleaned up good enough. I didn't like it but it always stayed with me. So this time I got to do it and watch him do the same when I filled her up. She was a beauty, naturally blonde hair, 48 years old with an incredible body, beautiful ass, great legs, and a pussy that really didn't feel that used at all. She's had over 200 cocks fuck her starting with her first at 15.

    They invited me to play her husbands role at an arranged 12 man gangbang the next night. He wouldn't be there, I went in his place and got the privilege of going first and last, and having her asshole in the middle. She fucked for 3 hours, and with 12 guys plus me she took 19 loads in her pussy, 1 of mine in her asshole, and 5 in her mouth. I got to make the rules, and I didn't allow her to clean up at all. At the end of the night she and I stayed in the motel together, spreading towels across the giant sperm pool that was between her legs and spread out across the bed. It was pouring out of her, I was kissing her sperm tasting mouth, and licking her sperm laden pussy, even licked some of mine coming from her ass. All the guys were tested and clear, so I felt safe. She loved a man who would lick her used and dirty like that. For my reward I got the BJ of my life, and the next morning 2 rounds of anal sex again with her. Took her home all fresh and showered and let her husband look at all the pictures I took. I wish my ex would have done this, I think we'd still be together if she'd been more adventurous in bed.

    #39356 — Comments (0) — Feb 21, 2018 at 5:09 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Female / 18

    I was in Prep school when my dad took on an older partner, a man with a business that made my dad's business more successful. I will call him Mr. B. He could be my own grandfather. Home on vacation, I took daily strolls by myself and one day Mr. B was in the office on the second floor of my large home. He asked if he could join me for at least part way and I agreed.

    After 20 minutes Mr. B pointed out a quiet bench and asked if we could sit for a few minutes. I agreed. After answering idle, boring questions, Mr. B unzipped his pants and took out his penis and smiled at me. I said, "So what?" He asked if I liked it and I said, it was inappropriate on the walk so he laughed. Actually, I liked the strong, big cock but would not say so and I was not a virgin and would not say that either since I was only 17.

    I took his penis in my hand and felt it surge to a harder, larger size, which made me take notice. I had little experience and certainly had not see that before. I jerked him off like I found myself doing for most dates. He liked it and as he was getting close to coming I stopped. He was shocked and said, "Wait a minute," I said, "I'll finish and not tell a soul for $100. He laughed and agreed so I finished him off.

    In future strolls that summer I was gathering a nice nest egg for college in the fall. Mt. B tried to make fuck and suck deals but I told him I was having none of it. He had to settle for the hand jobs. He could go and fuck himself.

    #39355 — Comments (0) — Feb 21, 2018 at 12:49 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — Men Only —
    Straight Male / 54

    This year we will have been married for 40 years. I never loved her, not like that. She is more like my sister, we live together and that is fine. She and I haven't had sex in over twenty years. I don't go around telling her when or if I get some woman to bed, but I imagine she knows.

    For all practical purposes this has been a marriage of convenience. She comes from a well to do background, which allowed us to live in a very nice house in a very nice neighborhood and our two kids grew up with good schools, university degrees and all. On my salary alone we would never have had that. When I married her I was looking at the money, having grown up on the wrong side of town where the working class lived.

    I won't say that I took advantage of her, not in the sense that I never gave back. But it has been a marriage of convenience. I don't know how she entertains herself, or if she ever needs to entertain herself. We haven't shared a bedroom in over twenty years, to each their own. As far as sex with her, she was never a good partner, never cooperated or engaged. From the earliest days I always felt that it was a form of masturbation, except using the real thing instead of your hand.

    #39282 — Comments (4) — Feb 14, 2018 at 9:07 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Gay Stories —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 46

    The first time I suck a cock I arranged to meet a man at an adult bookstore.
    When I got there I followed him into the video booth I sat down on the chair unzipped his pants and pulled out what looked to be a 7-inch cock.
    I immediately open my mouth and put that beautiful cock in my mouth sucking it for all it's worth and I had such a boner from sucking this cock.
    But I kept sucking this cock licking his shaft massaging his balls and licking his balls teasing his dick head with my tongue and sucking his cock some more.
    As I was sucking his cock I felt his cock start to throb in my mouth he was getting ready to shoot a hot load of cum I kept sucking it and sucking it I wanted that cum next thing I know I have a mouth full of his sweet come in my mouth and I swallowed every drop of it that was the first time I sucked a cock and I fucking loved it.
    And ever since that first time I have sucked I don't know how many cocks and I haven't even taken a few in my asshole that's the fucking best.

    #39350 — Comments (0) — Feb 20, 2018 at 8:45 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Gay Stories —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 35

    My landlord has the power of life and worse-than-death over me, thanks to a surprise visit during consensual sex with a young man who turned out to actually still be a few months shy of legal age. He filmed us, sent the young man packing, after verifying his identity, then locked the door, and came over to me, tied up and vulnerable as I was, and made sure I could be identified, before specifying the terms of our future 'relationship' Finding myself utterly helpless, both literally and figuratively, I had no choice but to cooperate with him, which involved my complete surrender to his desires, and those of a surprisingly large group of "friends" who took advantage of me, either as a "freebie" or for a fee, payable to him! I had an extensive collection of bondage gear, mainly of the total-enclosure nature, latex, leather, and rubberized fabric, the latter being mainly self-engineered, although the "pride" of this group was an actual Vietnam-era ex-army body-bag, sold by an Army surplus store, and used by hunters as a drag-bag for carcasses. The fat miserable bastard really preferred that to anything else, and I spent days, nights, weekends even, locked up in it, the zipper padlocked to a chain round my neck, and straps buckled tight round my waist, and knees. There was an added zipper at my mouth, plus two tiny air-holes right above it, and another zippered opening right at my crotch. Thus he had unrestricted access to everything he wanted, which involved endless face-fucking and cock-sucking, by him, and every last one of his "buddies" often one after the other, for an entire day, or even weekend! Some smart-aleck came up with a laboratory who would pay for refrigerated "pre-cum" in a glass vial, apparently for research into 'male enhancement' products, so I was milked and subjected to prolonged orgasm delay/denial, until they had gathered enough of the precious gunk, for a sale. It has been a year now, and I still have to let myself be treated this way, on demand, or risk a complaint from the 'victim' who would doubtless have been 'in fear for his life'.....the hard honest truth is, I have come to enjoy this treatment so much, that I think I am a true addict, and I don't think I even WANT to be free of it, if I could! Doesn't seem like there's much chance of escape anyway, as I have no job, no money, and not the guts to try to disappear into a "new" life, just in case it goes wrong. They delight in telling me how much "child m****ters" are hated and brutalized, in prison, and it seems better to accept this sort of brutalization, which at least comes with the bondage I crave so much. I have no friends or family, and nobody to advise me, although I'm pretty sure the only advice I would take, would be to embrace the status quo, and luxuriate in my humiliation and abject surrender to these demanding pricks! (in more ways than one!)

    #39346 — Comments (0) — Feb 20, 2018 at 1:24 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Female / 19

    Sick Boss Up-Skirt Camera

    I am pretty sure that my boss had a spy cam setup under my desk.
    This is my first job out of high school. I took it so I could help pay for college expenses so this is really important. I am young, Latina, and small for my age but I make up for it by trying to be independent. The only problem is that I'm really shy and don't speak up when I should. I try so hard to make people like me.
    I was so grateful to find a job that was only a few blocks from my home and yes, I still live with my parents. It's only part-time for now, so it won't interfere with my school.

    So here's what happened...
    The company I work for has only two office workers (both of us women) and then there's our boss. He's a middle-aged white guy, tall (about six-two) and pushing about two hundred, maybe three hundred pounds. He is originally from Chicago and likes to talk a lot about food (and women). He's kind of a braggart and loud. I can hear him from the other side of the building and through his office door.
    Even in our interview, I could tell he was a bit of a pervert because he kept staring at my little breasts the whole time we talked. I would have been really offended except he offered me the job right then and there. So what, my desk was at the farthest wall, next to the entrance. I could live with that.
    Now, he told me that I had to wear something casual and cute. He wanted to keep a relaxed atmosphere but wanted me to wear something inviting for our clients. Short pencil skirts with button up blouses. It was pretty specific, but being that this was only for a few hours a day, it wasnât too much to ask.
    I love my job. Greeting people and taking messages was pretty easy and simple. I had the greatest desk. It was brand new dark wood with smoked glass trimming. It was in a corner but had a great view to the parking lot and the green-belt area beyond it.
    The only issue I had was with my chair. It was an old and worn model. The stuffing was coming out of the seat in several places. It was a hold-over from my predecessor. She was a retired accountant and had trouble getting up. This chair had an electronic lift control. I tried it a couple of times. It only hummed but didnât work. When I asked about it, I was told that a new chair was on order for me.
    So now itâs my first day, Iâm wearing my new outfit; short skirt, red top and three inch heels. Everythingâs going pretty smooth and time flies by, fast. My perverted boss only comes over to look down my blouse twice. I'm sure he wants to get a glimpse of my nipples. I just button up an extra button. Everything was really smooth, except for that damn chair. I swear I could feel the springs poking into my ass. The chair was worn to where my ass automatically fit into a defined groove. Not only was it uncomfortable, but I swear I didnât touch the controls, but the chair began to lightly vibrate. I swear. It was it was very light, but I could tell. It stopped after about an hour. Thank god. It was really starting to get intense on the crack of my ass. It didnât hurt, but it was really distracting. I was clenching thighs and crossing/uncrossing my legs all afternoon. I remember thinking how much I would have enjoyed it if it was in my room at home. At the end of the day, I asked my boss when the chair was coming. He said probably early next week. He told me it was a real pleasure having me around. Smiling, he was actually talking to my chest.
    So the next week is pretty much the same as the first day. I greet people, take calls and then try to keep from wetting my panties. That damn chair seems to have a mind of its own. Itâs like we have a sexual relationship. I keep asking about the new chair, but secretly I hope it doesnât come in. Somehow the vibrations are getting stronger. I have to take more restroom breaks during work because the buzzing is making my insides shake. Sometimes I find myself rocking to some subconscious rhythm. I can only take it for about an hour at a time. After hitting the power button on the controller about fifty times, the chair stops. At least thatâs what I thought (at the time). It was odd, but like clock-work, my boss would come striding over to update me on the order. Itâs still on order. He was very sorry. He never looked sorry. He always seemed like the cat that ate the canary. Of course, he took his daily look down my blouse.
    After about a month of this, Iâm beginning to think that my replacement chair is never coming. At least my perverted boss never approached me. Maybe itâs because he has daughters my age. Thatâs what I thought.
    It was Friday and everything was great. It was getting late and my chair hadnât malfunctioned, yet. My boss starts his crap. Hey, baby. Got any plans for tonight? You have a date? Youâre looking very nice (emphasis on nice). I told him that I was staying home. I lied. I had a date with a new guy. I was wearing my lacy bra, thong panties, five inch stilettos and had my makeup done up. He was really going too far with his comments. He said that whoever the lucky guy was, he was sure I would have a great time. Maybe I would like to take off a little earlier today. Well hell, Iâll take it! What is this guy up to? Did he change? Nope. I caught him staring at down at my bra. I hope he enjoyed my little titts. He says I can take off an hour earlier.
    So now Iâm excited its payday, leaving early, and I have a hot date tonight! Everything was so sweet. And then I think my arm hits the controller and my chair starts itâs convulse. Not like normal. Itâs more intense and my ass now seems to be sitting deeper in the ass groove. The spring under my ass now is pushing hard on my puss and it feels like an earthquake. Please, not now! I look around. My coworker is downstairs in the copy room and my boss is in his office talking to some old buddy. He is laughing and talking very loud. Who knows what about but I have to get ready to leave soon. All I have left is adding some data in a weekly spreadsheet. I canât seem to get anything done.
    My whole bottom is vibrating, now and my pussy feels like itâs on fire! I can feel the muscles in my both my ass and pussy contracting involuntarily. I push the power off over and over and nothing happens. In the background I hear my boss belly laughing. Heâs talking loud and Iâm hearing him clearly. âOh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Daddy likes that. Thatâs right. Howâs that feel?â What? It must be coincidence. Oh, shit it was more intense now. I was getting wet, now. There was no stopping it now. I let out a sharp âAye!â The boss opens his door to ask if I needed anything. I tried to look normal but I was holding on to the armrests like my life depended on it. He didnât seem to notice, but he was all red and was giving me a creepy-ass look like he knew everything! He closed the door just as my body started to shutter. They were crossed under the desk, but my legs suddenly went straight out and my toes started curling so much that my shoes came off. It was so embarrassing that I couldnât even get out of the chair until the power turned off. Strangely enough, my boss had gone silent. I sat there for a few minutes until I was sure that stand. I took a couple of steps until I realized that I didnât have any shoes on. Then I heard him again, âOh, my god, dude! Black and tiny! Yes, so tiny and spicy too. I tell you, it was amazing! I canât wait to show you. Hum, so sweet and so wet. I canât wait until next time. Yes, I turned it to the highest one! Ha, ha. Iâm sending you the file right away.â
    My shoes were way under the desk. I got down on my hands and knees and started crawling. It was kind of dark. The lamp on my desk illuminating my workspace and my chair but the base of the desk was pitch-dark. Then I saw it. It was a red LED blinking light. It was faint, but it was at the back of the desk where the glass trimming was. I grabbed my shoes and then reached up and got my phone. I turned on the flashlight feature and shined it on the glass. It looked like there was a small box with a wire running to a power adaptor. Was that a camera?
    âWhat are you up to?â My boss was standing a couple of feet behind my ass. I was up. I told him that I dropped something under the desk and what was that red light behind my desk. He said not to worry, it was a thermal sensor. It was part of our safety equipment. When I peeked again, the light was gone. He said that if I wanted to go now, I could. Of course I took off. He just walked back to his office.
    Driving out of the parking lot, I felt so stupid. How long has that been there? What did it catch? Oh, shit I was wearing a black thong today. He was saying something about black and tiny. Was he talking about my panties? Oh, I was going to be sick. All I can imagine is this old fat bastard watching his 32 inch monitor. I remember how the lamp lit up my chair through the glass trim. It must have been a perfect setup. I was in a tight, little skirt that rides up when you sit in a big overstuffed chair like I was in. He must have had a perfect up-skirt view of everything! Did he do something to the cushion? I bet that it was him! He said that he had it turned to the highest setting!
    If I had any question if I was setup, when I got back to the office, I found that my new chair had come in and the âthermal sensorâ was gone. Nothing was plugged in behind my desk. I canât prove he did anything and heâs acting like he hasnât completely violated me.
    Every once in a while, I think he watches the videos of me (there at work). I know the camera had a great microphone because Iâve distinctly hear my voice saying âAyeâ coming from his office. All I know is that I really need this job and that I now check my desk before sitting down. I donât know what Iâm going to do if he tries this again or something worse. I just hope the videos he has satisfy his urges. He's been undressing me with his eyes, now and that makes me very nervous. I'm not sure I could tell him to stop if he pushed me to do something. The thought of that old, fat man taking advantage of me is so horrible. What to do. What can I do? This is my first real job. I don't think anyone will believe me.

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  • — Gay Stories —
    Straight Male / 23

    I just fucked a tranny about an hour ago.
    I live in a very small and boring town but I was surfing through Google looking for escorts. I am somewhat paranoid about showing up to an escorts place and being arrested by cops. Most of the females looked fishy so I didn't hit up any. But then I found one single transexual. She had long brown hair, tall, wide hips, nice round butt and a nice big rack. I really wanted to get my dick sucked so I said fuck it.

    I hit her up and drove to her hotel nervous as hell due to my paranoia. When she opened the door, she looked better than in her pictures. She had told me she would only suck my cock through text but when I got there, I quickly realized she had more in mind.

    I got completely naked as she requested and got on top of her nude body. It was smooth, her cock was about 6 inches and was thicker than mine. I began kissing her neck as we both began to moan. My cock was poking her hole and I could tell she wanted me to fuck her raw but I was hesitant. She put a condom on my stiff 6 inch uncircumcised dick and I shoved it inside her. I began to thrust and oh boy, this was the best ass I had ever had my cock in. It was so tight and no girl I've ever fucked in the ass, made my dick feel that way. I was pounding that ass and she kept telling me to cum as I kissed her lips and neck over and over.

    After fuckin her for a good 20 min, I pulled out, took my condom off, and stuffed my cock in her mouth as she was laying down. I face fucked her and her tongue felt so good too. I had my cock in and out of her mouth as I slid my finger inside her asshole. She was stroking her own cock while she blew me and I could her how wet and sticky it was as she stroked. It was so hott. After a while I was ready to cum so I pulled my dick out of her mouth and jerked it until I shot my load all over her tits. She kept stroking her gorgeous dick as I finger fucked her ass. She came all over her stomach and a stream even landed on her breast. It was beautiful.

    If she wasn't an escort, I would've probably fucked her raw. I know it would've felt so much better. After we were done, she got up and cleaned herself and I had a cleat view of her bare ass. I wanted to eat it so bad but I knew we were done. Maybe next time I will, and maybe I'll even suck her off. We hugged and I left. If I ever find a transexual who was very cute and nobody would know that she had a dick, I'd probably date one and possibly marry one. God damn.

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