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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When i was 11 i was staying with my uncle and aunt whilst my parents were out of town. The first night, they gave me a few shots of vodka and put on a porn dvd. My aunt stripped me naked and my uncle fucked me whilst my aunt kissed and sucked my breasts. After my uncle had cum my aunt ate his cum out of my pussy. They did things to me all weekend and we carried on until they moved to another town. They acted like it was normal, i've never told anyone not even my husband. I still think about it when i masturbate. They taught me everything i know about sex.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was younger, my friend susan and I went to summer camp and she was a year older then me and a bit wilder. My parents thought it would be good for me to attend an all-girls camp and it would make me grow up. What my parents did not know is that the boys' camp was really just across the lake and a short hike.

    We spent the summer sneaking around and making out with the boys. There was a lot of heavy petting and my friend susan had convinced me to try giving a blowjob and had taught me how to do it and to pull out before he cums.

    I made terrific friends that summer of 1978 and I often wonder where some of those boys are today.

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  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I'm a 27 year old female. When I was 13 and just getting into masturbation I went to the beach with a few friends, guys and girls. I started feeling a little horny from the boys looking at me in my new bikini (the first time I had owned one) and to my intense embarrassment began to feel a little dampness between my legs. I quickly excused myself, saying I was needed the bathroom, and ran back up into the dunes. I knew we were the only people on the beach and everyone else was down by the sea so I quickly pulled off my bikini, lay back and began rubbing tits and pussy, hoping to get it out of my system. I began to feel a need to pee but thought I could hold it as I was getting really into my 'bathroom break'. The next thing I knew all my friends, guys and girls, were coming over the top of the dunes and stopped, staring at me (I later found out I'd been gone 20 minutes and they came looking for me). The combination of the shock and humiliation of being caught masturbating must have pushed me over the edge and I simultaneously came and wet myself right in front of my friends. Everyone was very quiet around me the rest of the day and I've never lived it down to this day.

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  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My GF and I were seniors in high school this year. My birthday was a few days before the last day of school. She had been joking around for quite a while about her giving me a birthday spanking and how red my bottom was going to be after 18 good hard smacks. She'd make comments like that in front of her friends and other members of the cheerleading squad and liked the way it made me blush, I guess.

    Two days before my birthday, we had been gathering up books and other stuff that had to be turned into the school before we could graduate. I said that it was too bad she had to return the cheerleading uniform because if I was going to get a bare-assed spanking from her, I'd like her to wear her uniform with the short skirt. She just looked at me with an odd smile.

    We were going out to dinner on my birthday and she said I should come by a little early to pick her up because it wasn't a real birthday without a birthday spanking. I wasn't sure what to expect - we haven't been going out for very long (about a year) and she sounded way more into this spanking thing than I expected. After all, it was all a joke, right?

    I got to her house and she opened the door wearing her uniform. Our school had gone a little retro and the girls' uniforms had pleated skirts and short sleeve sweaters. She stood in the door way wearing this short pleated skirt and holding a ping pong paddle. "Welcome, birthday boy. Happy Birthday!".

    I went inside and followed her into the living room. Seated on the sofa were three other girls from the squad - also in their uniforms. They sang Happy Birthday to me and each one of them pulled out a ping pong paddle. I guess it looked like I was going to bolt because my GF grabbed my arm as another grabbed my other arm. "Not so fast" a third one said as she unhooked my belt and pulled down my pants. A second later I was face down on the sofa across my GF's lap. She stroked and patted my ass as she told the other girls that I had asked to get my birthday spanking from a group of cheerleaders. I hadn't, but this didn't seem to be time to say anything. I got a boner immediately which my GF thought was quite funny. "You can't see it girls, but he's getting pretty excited." She reached between my legs and stroked my cock and balls a few times. "I don't think these little underpants are fitting too well. We ought to get rid of them." Then a moment later, she pulled them down to my knees.

    After telling me to hold still, she began spanking me with her hand. The girls in the room counted each smack out loud, giggling and laughing the whole time. When she got to 11 or 12, she said "Oh my, I forgot the paddle. Let's just start over." Her hand spanking didn't really hurt much but the paddle certainly did. All the wiggling and squirming around on her lap made all of the girls laugh. Rubbing my cock around on my GF's lap made me cum all over her legs. She stopped (at spank 16, I think) and made me get up. "It's a good thing you missed my skirt, you naughty boy.". Someone got a tissue, my GF wiped us both off and I laid back over her lap. We had to start over again.

    When the spanking was over, each of the others took a turn on the sofa and I got 19 (one to grow on!) from each of the other 3. Somewhere along the way my underpants had come off completely. I got hard again during the second round of paddling and stayed hard through the end of the last spanking. In all, I guess I got over a hundred swats from these girls. When the last one finished, my GF put her hand on my ass and teasingly rubbed it back and forth while she scolded me for making such a mess. She asked me if I thought the girls should help her punish me for almost squirting all over her uniform skirt or if we should take care of it privately. I don't think I said anything coherent. She smacked me again with the paddle and said she'd talk it over with the girls and let me know.

    They let me up and handed me my clothes. Instead of my briefs, they gave me a pair of the uniform panties they wear under their skirts. "Your ass is pretty sore and we thought you'd prefer these instead of your scratchy cotton briefs." I said I'd prefer my own underwear. My GF said that if I didn't take the panties, they'd put them on me anyway and I could go to dinner wearing her uniform.

    School is out, graduation was last weekend and when I see any of the three girls now, they giggle, ask me how I enjoyed my birthday and one will sometimes give me a quick pat on the ass. My GF still hasn't said much about "punishing" me for my accident while over her lap except that she hasn't forgotten.

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  • — Women Only —
    Posted by Anonymous

    A few years ago I got married and things are still going great but I still need to tell my husband something. We were married at a where we were going to have our honeymoon so we had our cabin on the lake that I used to get ready. Before the wedding my bridesmaid and I were hanging out, and one thing lead to another and I ended up having lesbian sex with my bridesmaid like 20mins before the wedding started. I still haven't told him, I don't think he'll be mad but I'm still not sure if I should tell him.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 27

    I was a perfectly normal kid until puberty hit. Then I became a world class pervert. That's fine and dandy if you are a boy but if you are a girl that makes you a slut. So slut I am.

    It came a little early for me. I was 10 the first time I felt that yummy tingling sensation between my legs and in my nipples while looking into the eyes of an absolutely beautiful 12 year old boy. I had no idea why but I wanted him to touch me everywhere and kiss me. I so badly wanted him to make out with me.

    He didn't.

    He didn't know I existed let alone had a huge crush on him.

    So I searched for a way to scratch my burning itch and then one day saw some stupid sappy movie, I think on the Hallmark channel or something about this teenage girl and how she coped with being raped. I had never up to that point in my life really thought about it. In fact I don't remember being conscious of the concept of rape until that moment. Then it was all I could think about. In school I would stare at boys and imagine what it would be like to be raped by them.

    Then at my 11th birthday party, my first boy girl party, a boy I particularly liked but was too shy to approach, approached me and asked if I had a boyfriend. I said "no" and he continued asking more questions and before I knew it we were in a closet in the basement bedroom swallowing each other's tongues. I was no where near brave enough to let my hands roam but I wanted to know what his ass and crotch felt like and I wanted his hands to learn similar things about me.

    He must have been reading my mind. Jason slipped his hand up the back of my dress, over my panties and into the back of my panties and cupped my naked ass cheeks. His hands felt awesome. I thought I was going to pee I was trembling with excitement so. I licked as deeply as I could thinking that was the way to go when Jason's tongue taught me other more sensual ideas about kissing. I reached up and put my hands around his neck and massaged it the way I liked mine to be massaged and he moaned into my mouth. I became conscious of swallowing his spit and liking it. I could barely stand up I was shaking so badly. He sat us both down on the closet floor, pulled some clothes off their hangers and made a little bed on the carpet with them. He asked if he could touch my pussy. I whispered "do what ever you want but please, please please include raping me in there someplace."

    It took a few seconds for that to register with him and all of a sudden he was a man of action. He got me naked in 10 seconds and himself naked in 5. First order of business was seeing what my mouth felt like impaled on his gorgeous erection. So he clumsily rammed it down my throat. I was so turned on by the thought of giving my first blow job I forced myself to choke down every inch and even pondered letting myself choke to death with it buried in my throat. What a special way to go I thought to myself. Well he pulled out before that could happened than rammed it back home again and repeated a few more times then grunted and some salty sweet slimy stuff was in my mouth. I figured out what happened and I swallowed. I didn't' swallow because I thought it was delicious or because I was horny though both were certainly true, I swallowed because it was the quickest way to get the cum out of my mouth so I could get right to yelling at him for not getting to the rape part of our little adventure. He told me to wait a while and he could do it again. I didn't know this. The way my mom talked men could only do it about once a month or so. Seems 12 year old boys could do it far more frequently.

    Half an hour later I was groaning in agony and ecstasy all at once. The pain of my first rape turned me on so completely that I would have agreed to being fucked by a flaming sword as a condition of getting to cum.

    Well I came and he came again and this time it filled my newly 11 year old newly devirginated little cunny and I was absolutely head over heals in love. Not with Jason though I definitely had the hots for him and I generally liked him. No, what I was in love with was being raped!

    From that point on every chance I got I teased and seduced as many boys as I could.

    Within 6 months I had been raped by half a dozen boys, a few of them more than once. I told no one because I didn't want to spoil a good thing. I figured if I told then that particular boy would not be available to rape me again. Some I didn't repeat with mostly because they were far too gentle for my taste.

    Then a miracle happened. A 14 year old girl in my neighborhood was gang raped. She was so brutally raped that she lost consciousness and was unable to identify her attackers. I came in my panties without touching myself just from reading that story in the newspaper.

    I did some research and figured out the exact location of the gang rape, something the paper was a little vague about, and began hanging out there. It was a deserted lot in the downtown area of our little town. that didn't quite do the trick and then one day my Dad scolded me for wearing a slutty outfit. I asked what was slutty about it. I didn't ask as a way of defending myself or justifying what I had on. I asked because I wanted to educate myself on what makes guys think a girl is a slut. Dad was only too happy to entertain questions on the topic bent on educating his sweet innocent virgin angel daughter on what not to wear. I, of course, took extensive detailed mental notes.

    Then I made my way to the local thrift store, blew my allowance and put together a world class "Attention-all-would-be-rapists-of-the-world -please-come-hither-and-rape-t his-aspiring-gang-rape-victim. "

    I put together a sort of hybrid of a first communion dress/catholic school girl uniform. I wore a petticoat under and cut the skirt of the dress short and had the lacy first communion dress over it cut even shorter. My white cotton panties got strategically cut out holes for pussy and assholes. I cut the top to bare my belly but left a little lace to tease with. I work a dozen assorted crosses around my neck and glued a few cross patches in different places. Then I put my hair up in pigtails and put on the sluttiest shoes I owned which were 4 inch black pumps. I then grabbed my Teddy-Bear and a big pacifier and skipped my way to that empty lot taking the scenic route through every street and ally. I was the picture of absolute innocent sluttyness.

    Of course my goal was to see how many loads of cum I could go home with inside me.

    It actually took longer than I thought. I strutted slutty like all over the streets for three hours. Had any cops gone by I would definitely have been arrested for trying to be a hooker. I hadn't even thought of that at that age. Well I didn't hear them at first. Then I did. They apparently had been following me for a couple of blocks. I seductively led them back to that vacant lot as soon as I realized my evil plan was working. 13 of them altogether. I thought maybe 2 or 3 but not in my wildest sex dreams did I imagine I would be so fucking lucky. I led them to the darkest recesses of that lot and turned around and there they were. They had been steadily gaining on me and were now only about twenty feet from where I stood. I quickly counted 13 boys, ranging in age from about my age all the way up to mid twenties. Some white, some black, a Hispanic. They were just neighborhood boys all knew each other and I knew half of them from school.

    I smiled and asked "whose first??" and sat down on an old crate and hiked up my skirt and began licking my lips.

    The leader, a guy in his 20s came right up to me and grabbed my arms and wanted to know what I was trying to do. I told him I was very turned on from reading about the gang rape that took place in that lot a few weeks earlier and I wanted my turn at being gang-raped. Well you should have seen the look on their faces. Imagine the look you might see on the face of a convicted child molester if the judge sentenced him to 40 years of serving as official cunny licker at an elementary school. Yeah, that kind of look.

    13 second later 13 naked boys were fighting over which got to go first. I suggested there was plenty of holes to go around and some had room for more than one cock and so began my gang raping. It went on late into the evening and on to the next morning. I really thought it would only last an hour or so but those horny boys could not get enough of filling my 11 year old pussy with their sperm and I was not about to cut short their fun. I never came so many times in my life and thought this was what heaven must be like. Thought I doubt I was ever going in that direction.

    In their zeal to keep me pleasured well and thoroughly they kind of got a little rough and I got a bit banged up and bruised and even had a few cuts. I didn't care. I couldn't feel any of it. All I could feel was a sexual buzz of permanent arousal and would even have agreed to be hung by my clit as long as they didn't stop raping me. but stop they did, about 9 the next morning. I was so exhausted from the gang raping that I passed out in blissful sated slumber.

    At noon I woke up in an ambulance being transported to the local hospital. They immediately doped me up when I got there to soften the pain. Pain?? "what pain??" I was still coming down from a sexual high. I couldn't feel pain if you nailed me to a cross.

    Mommy and Daddy rushed to my bedside upon discovering what happened to their precious innocent angel of a daughter. They had been spared the detail of me being found completely naked asleep on the pavement covered in dirt, cum, piss, blood and broken glass. I don't even remember getting cut. I don't remember caring.

    One thing to be thankful, for, Daddy and Mommy never saw my home made whore wear.

    They remained secure in the knowledge that their innocent baby had been innocent of all wrong doing. Gotta love naïve rents. It actually took me longer to recover than I would have thought. I figured I could go home in an hour or so but they kept me a week. They said I had a broken rib and a dislocated finger and a lot of bruises and 23 stitches total. I found it hard to believe that through all that intense erotic pleasure those things actually happened to me.

    The police got involved and interrogated me. They were gentle and understanding and all but they were still interrogating me and I just pretending to not have any idea what they were talking about. Oh I remember the raping. I will never forget the best night of my life. But I was NOT going to tell the cops that. I would give them no detail that would assist them in the capture of my beloved rapists.

    Instead I feigned amnesia. The doctors explained to all that it was perfectly normal for a child to lose memory of such an attack and called it a blessing and my rents agreed. I would have been distraught if I really had forgotten such cherished memories.

    I was out of the hospital and home and all healed up and getting the itch again and hoped my lack of cooperation with the police would be sufficient to protect the boys. It was. It took some doing to sneak out again. This time I didn't go to quite elaborate lengths to dress up sexy. I just put on an old pink onsie that I was just about outgrown so it was nice and tight on me forming a nice deep camel toe and causing my growing nipples to tent out the front. Pigtails again and I added the embellishment of a sign on my back that read "empty" with an arrow pointing to my ass. I only had to strut for about 15 minutes this time when one of the younger boys, 12 I think, ran out to greet me and asked how I'd been and thanked me for not ratting them out.

    I asked if he had a place around here where the whole gang could do me again but without me being left out for strangers to find. He said that there was an old thrift store they sometimes broke into since it closed down and he took me there. There were some cushions from old furniture and blankets and pillows. Now this was more like it. He went off and got the rest of the gang while I waited patiently on my little love nest. about an hour later they began filing in. 17 of them this time. They added a few cocks to the crew. The first 5 were done before the last one arrived and then they went around again. No broken bones or cuts this time what with all the nice bedding. Nope, just some nicely overflowing holes and a face, tits and belly reddened from a lot of face slapping and play strangling.

    We agreed that keeping me in good health meant more frequent gang rapings.

    It pretty much got out after a while that I was a slut and loved being gang fucked. I knew it never really was rape but it was fun pretending it was not to mention that if you think of yourself as having been raped rather than being the willing fuckee of a gang fuck you don't feel any guilt. Well maybe that's not why I felt no guilt. I didn't care.

    We met at that old store at least a couple of times a week and in the summer every day. The crowd got bigger and bigger and by the time I was 13 I was being gang raped by as many as 50 or 60 guys and the ages of the guys expanded to include middle aged men by then. Half my male teachers had fucked me, the principal and a lot of the dads of the boys who were regularly fucking me.

    The night after I told my parents I was pregnant my dad came into my room and announced that he felt left out being the only heterosexual male in the town who hadn't been invited to cum in my pussy.

    So I spread my legs and smiled and said "rape me Daddy and make it hurt good."

    He was naked in two seconds, hard in three and came five minutes later. Mom never found out.

    When I was 14 I got a job as a stripper to support my baby girls. within 6 months I was making 5 times what my dad made. The fake ID he made me worked pretty good. The owner knew I was only 14 but didn't seem to care as long as he got to fuck me once in a while. The customers never questioned that I looked like a 10 year old hooker. Even one of the cops who had interrogated me only three years earlier and recognized me and did the math never busted me, as long as I kept his cock nice and warm in my pussy.

    At 15 I got a gig doing porn. The producer wanted to know if I would be interested in doing fake father-daughter incest porn. He said I would be perfect for it on account of I looked like a preteen despite being 18 (I never found out of he was that dumb or was just keeping his mouth shut so he could fuck a kid). Any way I had about 50 short pornos under my belt before my 16th birthday and was doing bachelor parties and stripping and private fuck sessions for a few more years.

    Then When I was 25 years old my two sweet twin baby girls, now eleven years old, discovered Mommy's secret stash of porn, all of them of me of course and confronted me about it.

    What could I say. I confessed and to my astonishment they hopped up in my lap and gave mommy a big wet tongue kiss. I told them that was crossing a line but I wasn't mad. They told me that they would keep my secret but only if I didn't punish them for what they were planning.

    The were vague at first but when they returned after a hour of getting ready they strutted their way out the front door in outfits that even I would have been embarrassed to wear in public and headed off for a gang rape of their own.



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  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I shouldn't really say this is the right category. My Niece just turned 17 yesterday. Monica is 5"2 and about 100 lbs. Long straight brunette hair and deep brown eyes. the sweetest body you ever laid eyes on. Well... for the past couple of years She has been really cuddly with me. Her family is not the most stable and she says she prefers it here than living with her parents. I get home before the wife and always find the kids and Monica at home doing what they do. one day this past fall I walked in and only found Monica. The other two were out with friends. I do my stuff, make coffee, take out supper... and Monica walks into the kitchen wearing just her panties and a t-shirt. Wow!!! I had never seen her like this and she smiles when she catches me looking and sticks her tongue out. The little peeks and tongue become frequent. One night when she is cuddling with me I notice as she sits on my lap that she has no bra on, and as small as they may be (30b) I enjoyed the show. She has tight erasure size nips. Barely an areola. after our program was over she smiles up at me and stretches. Wow!. Kisses me good night and sticks her tongue out and hops off to go to bed. Her 17th. We let her have her friends and we trust her to go out with them. So at about 11 that night (she had a family party here) I get a call from her friend Callie. Monica is pretty drunk and could I pick her up. half hour later I'm loading her up into the Van. About 10 minutes from home I hear her call out "Uncle" and I think she needs to puke so I pull over. When I get around to her door and open it up She pulls me in and gives me a kiss. Not our regular either. A deep wet kiss I return. Her little tongue on mine. We stop for a moment and look at each other. As we do she starts to lift her t-shirt to show me her tummy. so lean and firm. She starts to undo her jeans and I just watch her. Her little pussy came into view. Clean and so cute. Eat me she says... and I do. Such a sweet thing. I am 6"6 and 260 lbs. With her she is a child and I am a giant. When I eat her to orgasm I stand straight and undo my pants. Pull out my guy and slide it around her little pussy. She is staring up at me and I put the head in her. She hisses and moans "Yessss" her little pussy is so hot and tight. I worry a bit but she hunches up to me and drives a little more in her. I push her shirt up and gaze at those little beauties. I grab them and slide/push my self into her. I am rooted now. Her sheath is spasming around my dick as I lay inside her. So tight and hot and wet. She comes again. I start slow fucking her. soon I build up speed and then blast her full of my juice. She smiles again after composure. We get dressed, not really saying much. "You're mine now" she says. I couldn't disagree.

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  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My wife and I are in our early 40s we started young and have been together all our adult lives, and have always been faithful.

    Our 2 daughters are grown, our oldest, Tammy is 23 and our youngest kaylee is 21. Tammy is married to a young soldier named tim
    Who is also 23 and kaylee is engaged to a 19 year old college football player named Jake.

    Over memorial day weekend we invited the girls and their mates to go up north and stay at a campground with us. They would each have a small cabin, however the shower and bathroom facilities were shared.

    The weekend was going great, we were all laughing and joking and just having a great time. Our first night was a late one, but we all had so much fun.

    The next morning I wanted to make breakfast for everyone but reized I'd forgotten to get eggs in town. Everyone was still snoozing so I figured by the time i made the 20 mike riund trip, everyone would be ready for breakfast.

    When I got back, I looked in the cabin to see if my wife Julie was still sleeping. The bed was empty so I figured she went to shower...

    I grinned with naughty anticipation as ivaporoached tge facilities. I'd sneak in and have a fun time in the shower with her....

    But as I slowly opened the door I heard a rhythmic "oghhhh oghhh oghhh, accompanied by a slapping sound... "smack, smack, smack"

    I was puzzled and alarmed, as I stepped in the shower room, my heart stopped, I was frozen and not sure if I should be angry, or if I should join in...

    I was nervous, yet so utterly fascinated as I watched my two sons in law bring my sexy wife, twice their age, to several orgasms. Damn they really put it to her good... She stifled her moans so as not to wake our sleeping daughters who's men she was enjoying so immensely.

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  • — Gay Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I have just had a week alone while my wife has been away. I was married at 20, had my first sexual experience with a guy when I was 28. I am now 59, live in the tropics, still in good shape and have a deep tan, toned body and salt and pepper hair. I guess an ok look for a guy my age.
    I had a client from Chicago last week and took him to a restaurant for dinner. I dropped him at the airport and as I was leaving the terminal a younger guy asked if I could recommend a resort for him for an overnight stay before he went to the island resort he was going to.
    He looked pretty hot and a nice sort af guy, in his late 20's early 30's so I thought for a second and asked if he would like to stay over as I live near the airport. He hesitated a bit then said ok that would be cool so we headed to my home.
    My home is very private and has a lovely tropical garden and pool. I asked him if he would like a drink and mixed a couple of martinis.
    I showed him to the spare room and got a sarong and towel for him.
    He came out in his sarong and bare torso. God he looked hot..not overly muscled but beautiful tone and a nice 6 pack, totally smooth and nicely tanned...his left nipple was pierced and he had a small tattoo on his back, very low down. A look I really enjoy. I gave him his cocktail and we went out to the pool terrace. It was a balmy night, heaps of stars and the garden looked nice with the low lighting.
    We chatted a bit..then he asked if he could take a swim. I said sure I'll join you and he took off his sarong and dived nude into the pool. He looked so damn gorgeous..a little white thong tan line around his waist and small white triangle above his crack just below his tattoo. I stripped and joined him.
    We swam around a bit then he pulled himself up onto the edge of the pool, nude. He just smiled at me and tilted his head a little..then his cock just swelled and lifted up in front of me. It was beautiful..smooth, cut and maybe 8 or 8.5 inches. That was all I needed. I took him in my mouth and gave him as good a head as I can. He massaged my hair as I sucked him. he then took his cock out of my mouth and stood up and walked over to the day bed which has big cushions and sheer mozzie nets and climed on. I got out of the pool..fully erect and wet and joined him on the day bed. He was SO passionate and sensual..massaging my body, licking my nipples and arm pits which send me to heaven, kissing me with firm warm lips and probed my mouth with his tongue. I haven't had bare sex with a guy for years so told him to wait a second while I went to my bathroom for condoms and lube. The he fucked me. Long deep and slow just as I love it. when he finally came after about 40 minutes of fucking massageing and kissing he shot cum all over my abs and pecs..and licked and kissed me clean. These days I mostly bottom when I have sex with guys but his ass was so hot I needed it badly. I fucked him on his knees with his hot ass and tan line in front of me. So hot so tight and firm...I came in him after only about 5 minutes I was so turned on.
    We lay back dripping in sweat..then we took a swim and slept the night on the day bed..his hot ass against my groin. We made love again in the morning and I took him to the airport for his island flight. Just the sexiest night I have had for years..

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  • — Gay Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    Slept at my friend's house. Woke-up horny during the night and could feel his body next to mine. My friend was awake also and he was touching my arm, my back and our legs were touching. At one point he had his hand on my stomach and then went for my cock. I was hard. He pulled down my undies and grabbed my cock and went down on it with a gulp.

    He sucked me nice and slow and I could feel his hot wet mouth around my throbbing cock. He had done this before as he was soooo good. I was about to cum and was trying to remove his head but he just kept going and let me cum in his mouth.

    My entire body shivered as I shot what seemed a huge load and he just kept going and swallowed. Not a word was exchanged and he rolled over and we went back to bed.



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