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- Fetishes and Kinky Sex -
Bi-Sexual Male / 69

Missing Senses

I'm a retired mwm with a lovely younger wife who's my very favorite toy. Nothing I like better than playing with her delicious tall slim body and she loves being manhandled and kissed and licked all over. I have made it a personal quest to kiss and lick and fondle every inch of her gorgeous body.
What I have to confess is that for around 6 months now I've been friends with benefits with a chap who lives nearby.
I had a few m2m experiences as a young man going to an adult cinema where there were always plenty of gay men who'd suck guys like me off and not expect any reciprocation which suited me. perfectly.
I considered myself totally straight and just availed myself of the hot and hungry mouths of the queer blokes at the cinema.
That changed one night when I met with a young Asian chap curious like myself and we ventured into a booth where we watched a girl taking on several men at once and we took out our dicks and started stroking ourselves. I had a sudden urge and found myself on my knees and rubbing my face against his crotch. He was softly moaning and making hungry sounds and next thing I dropped his trousers and again rubbed my face on the growing bulge in his cotton briefs.
I slipped one of his balls out the side of the briefs and for the first time I got up really close to another man's genitals.
I took a strong sniff and determined that he seemed quite clean and only very slightly musky which turned me on even more and next thing I was kissing and licking and sucking his ball gently and he was moaning and holding my head gently.
I dropped his shorts and his modest 5 inches was exposed and I was glad to see he was circumcised as I am and most of the folks I know are.
Anyway, I licked the drop of delicious precum from his dick's head and licked all around the crown making him moan and beg for me to suck him.
I had every intention of doing that and more.
In the heat of the moment I sort of turned him to the side a little and I took hold of his smooth arse cheeks and leaned in to smell his crack. He smelled clean and I couldn't stop myself from licking right up and down his very slightly damp and mostly smooth and hairless crack.
My dick was leaking and throbbing in my own shorts as he went wild with the pleasure my hot tongue was bringing to his arsehole. I shoved my tongue right in to his hole and he groaned and opened up a little more to allow my tongue way inside him. I was absolutely gluttonous and couldn't get enough of his funky hole. He was wanking himself and as I rammed my tongue as deep as I could up his arse, he moaned and grunted "Stick your tongue up your master's arse" and he immediately began spurting great ropes of semen on the wall and floor of the booth.
I stood up and he pulled up his briefs and trousers and thanked me. We chatted for a moment and found we both were primarily attracted to women but liked something a bit nasty and taboo on the side. He asked if I would like to hide in his cupboard and watch him fucking his girlfriend. I told him I'd love to watch and would like to get behind him whilst he was putting it to her and I'd give him a hot rimming at the same time. He liked that of course and said maybe one day we'd set it up.
Sadly I never saw him again, stopped going to the place myself since my new wife was a wonderful blowjob and haven't had m2m sex in many many years.
So recently I've had some severe ED thanks to age and meds and I found myself looking more and more at the cocks in porn pictures and wondering what it would taste like to lick a nice cock.
I placed a local ad on a personals site and soon met a chap nearby whom I met and after some chat to get to feel comfortable with each other and neither of us seemed to be threatening, we took the plunge.
Well, I did.
I wanted to try to duplicate my previous experience with that young chap so many years ago.
I got down in front of him and. rubbed his package through his athletic pants. When I slipped them down I saw he was wearing cotton briefs and I was soon re-enacting that time.
I slipped his bollocks out of the shorts and his musky scent made me hot and I began kissing and licking his balls like mad. He responded with a nice reaction and explained that he was sorry he wouldn't be spurting thanks to his own medical condition but he did totally enjoy and have very satisfying dry climaxes.
We've both got what we want and enjoy our fwb relationship.

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# 83157 - by Randy / November 8, 2026
    • - Dreams and Wishes -
    Straight Female / 40

    In Just A Moment In Time My Life Path Changed To Housewife And Mother

    As a college junior I had a dick shoved in my mouth and then up my ass at a party in front of everyone. Other people were having sex and most all the women had sucked dick and that's why I had a dick shoved in my mouth. The back door fucking wasn't anything I wanted but I wasn't able to get away either. Once my pants were down I had lost the battle so I begged off to not get pregnant, he just changed holes and finished fucking me in the ass that night.

    I thought I would be traumatized. But that didn't happen. I had to face him in the daylight and he told me that one was done when it came to fucking my ass, from then on he wanted pussy front and center. That wasn't a request, that was an order. I had never been spoken to like that and that hurt my feelings, but he wanted me that afternoon of the next day and he had me the way he wanted me, pussy front and forward. And I got pregnant.

    My life's path had now been changed and most of the girls told me to suck it up, no pun intended, and start baking cookies, or doing laundry. Guys liked the housewife types, not the ball buster types. It wasn't in me to do his laundry, but I did it. He wanted a hot meal not sandwiches. I wasn't even his wife but I was his wife the way he treated me. And everyone around me knew it. They had seen me get butt fucked by him.

    What would have been my last semester I had to sit out because of the baby. I also sat out the summer. He was scheduled for graduation that December, and I managed to get in enough hours that fall semester to graduate with him. The rule was the rule, I go wherever he takes me. If he went to the South Pole, that's where I went with him. I didn't want to work for the obvious reason, I wanted to stay home with my baby. That came out, the mothering instinct, and I had to do laundry anyway.

    We moved for a job when he got an offer. It was new to both of us. In the new city, in a shitty apartment building, he told me that we might as well get married, he wanted me to have another kid. It took another kid and three years before we moved into a small house in the starter home neighborhood. Most all the mother's there were pretty much in the same boat I was. Younger, with husbands working and they staying home with kids. We got together for birthday parties, and holidays. We were classically fifties mothers. It wasn't until we had four kids that we moved to a better neighborhood, and then only because his grandmother left him some money.

    In pretty much all aspects my life has been good to me. I have four kids, a couple in college and a couple finishing high school. I turned 40, and my husband does not want a working wife, he wants me to be home, where I belong. I don't fight it, I gave in a long time ago. My path became housewife and mother, not a school teacher. On the advise of one of my college friends, just make sure he has a large insurance policy.

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    # 83156 - by Caroline / November 8, 2026
    - Men Only -
    Bi-Sexual Male / 46

    Finding Out That Half The Fun Is Knowing You Are Being Watched

    At the time I traveled all over South America. I stopped in Rio several times and was familiar with how open it was. The desk clerk told me about a club I would go to, sit alone and enjoy the scenery. It was a club of men for men and it was always good to be slapped across the face with a cock. The club didn't have any rules about not touching, and several times I got a blowjob and got to hold a hard one.

    But this trip was a bit different. On the way to the hotel, driven by an older man, he asked me if there was something different that I wanted to see or try while in Rio. I told him that what would suit me was a date with a man my age to sit and talk about nothing. He told me that he would be available after nine, and we could go to this small restaurant he knew of.

    He came by the hotel at nine, and we went by cab to the restaurant. As he said, it was small and nothing special. But quiet and we were left alone. The wine and the food were nothing worth repeating, but by the time we were done he told me he had an apartment in the neighborhood. It was a small apartment, in a not to be remembered building amongst buildings. We took the elevator to the 11th floor. His window looked out on another building. He put his arms around me, under my arms, and held me against him with his hands on my chest. He pushed his hips against me. I turned and he kissed me gently and helped unbutton my shirt.

    We stood bare chested, as we unzipped our pants and held each other's cock in our hands as we kissed and our pants fell to our feet, where we kicked them off. Now fully naked we kissed again and again before getting on the bed to share oral sex. We had sex, it had to be that way, when I make love I always want to bottom. He was experienced and it went well. We were laying naked on the bed when it dawned on me that the window was uncovered and the lights were on. He laughed and told me that everyone in every building made a sport out of watching neighbors have sex in the evening.

    I stood completely naked in the window wondering who was watching. It felt good. I didn't go back to my hotel till right before sun up. But that night in Rio was a new experience. I've remembered that where ever I stay, I leave the window treatments open and leave the lights on, in case someone wasn't to watch me while I'm naked and masturbating, or better still when I have company with me.

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    # 83155 - by Chuck / November 8, 2026
    • - My Family -
    Straight Female / 29

    I Don’t Regret It But It Must Stop

    I’m married and 29 years old. This past month I spent with my father helping him pack up our old house so he can move closer to my siblings and I. The third night there we ordered out and got a little drunk. The short story is, we ended up in my old room naked having sex. The sex was amazing and honestly the best sex I’ve ever had. I think it was a combination of the taboo nature and his skill in bed. The next day was awkward but we talked about it and said it was probably a mistake and shouldn’t happen again. Well that lasted until later that day. I ended up bent over the kitchen sink. My shorts and panties around my ankles and dad inside me from behind. After that we had sex every day until I left.

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    # 83154 - by Carli / November 8, 2026
    - When I Was A Kid -
    Straight Male / 51

    A Personal Experience That I Have Never Forgotten

    A long time ago now, but a good memory I want to share with you. I was in high school and a friend asked me to go camping with him. I was a total novice, but he was an Eagle Scout. We packed up and took his truck and headed up into the high country. It was cool in September, and we had the clothes for it. We set up camp at this camp place, and went to hike in the mountains. The hike itself was exhausting, we made a fire and cooked some beans and bacon. We got into the tend, it was pretty dark and the small lamp gave off very little light outside, but in the tent it was sufficient.

    That's where things got interesting. My friend got naked. Nothing on, and laid back on his sleeping bag playing with his dick and asked me if I wanted to come over and kiss his dick. It caught me off guard completely. But he was insistent and managed to get me out of my pants and he grabbed onto my dick and tried to kiss me. It was a long fight, but no one said a word while it happened. My bare cheeks were in front of him and he got his dick lined up and worked his dick in me. All that shoving on top of me rubbed my dick against the sleeping bag and I had an ejaculation. As soon as I ejaculated I stopped fighting and he got his dick inside me and fucked on me until he came and pulled out. He used his shirttail to wipe himself, and we slept naked on top of one sleeping bag and covered by the other one.

    He was an Eagle Scout and gay as hell and I was his last merit badge, turning me gay with him. I didn't want him to kiss me, but he did. I didn't want to suck his dick, but I did. I didn't want him to fuck me again, but he did. By the time we went back down the mountain I was his boyfriend, with benefits. When I see him I let him kiss me. He's out now, but our secret is not. This is the first time I've talked about it.

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    # 83153 - by Jim Bob / November 8, 2026
    • - My Spouse -
    Lesbian Female / 29

    Although I Married Because I Was Pregnant, I'm Still Married To Him

    Five years ago I went with my family to a beach house over Easter. The family that owned it were clients of my father. The house for a beach house was big, with six bedrooms. I had to be told that these houses are rented in the summer. I was back from college and working for my father. At that time single, but not looking. My breakup was painful.

    At the house was the nephew of the owner, a guy in his thirties. He zoned in on me and cornered me. At one point, I tried to get out under his arm and he stopped me. I was polite and said thanks for the attention, but he was barking up the wrong tree, I preferred the company of women. That shut him up for a second, but he grabbed my wrist and told me it was the biggest waste he had heard of.

    I tripped behind him as he pulled me back into a bedroom. I asked him what he was going to do and he told me 'fuck you'. I reminded him that I did not have anything to do with a guy, and he told me that I was going to learn how to. At the beach no one wears everything and I was in sundress and bra and panties. The sundress was up over my head and he was pulling my panties off, slapping my legs open as he shoved his face in. Not the first time I had a mouth on me, but the first time a man's whiskers were rubbing against my thighs. I managed to get the dress off of my face, about the time that he had pulled himself up on top of me. He was in and blowing and going before I could stop him, so I just laid there and let him enjoy himself.

    I got pregnant that weekend, and I got married at Thanksgiving. I fell in love with my babysitter, a girl I know from high school in my neighborhood. I live with my parents with my child and I have to entertain him when he comes to see me. And that includes having him pull of my panties, if that's what he wants to do. I got up the nerve to ask him to shave before eating me, and I don't push him away when he gets on top of me. I know I am married to him, but I prefer to live with my parents. I want him to be involved with our son, and if he happens to grab a tit or spank me I let him. Although I still don't understand why he spanks me.

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    # 83152 - by Taylor / November 8, 2026
    - When I Was A Kid -
    Straight Female / 35

    Sibling Trust

    I was almost ten years old the very first time I showed my vagina to my teenaged brother in exchange to his showing he how boys rubbed their penis. He had sort of talked me into it and I reluctantly did it but watching him doing it actually fascinated me. I did get a little grossed out that first time when he ejaculated but since none of it got on me I dressed quickly and left his room while he cleaned up. That night I masturbated in my room thinking about what we had done.
    He and I did repeat our sex play very sporadically up until I had my first period at thirteen as our parents had to be out of the house to provide the privacy needed but as soon as they did go out we'd do it. My brother and I never engaged in sex but we did masturbate together when we could do it safely without getting caught. Though now as adults we do not engage in any sexual behavior with each other, we have both found that our sex play history has oddly brought us to trust each other deeply.

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    # 83151 - by A Jane Doe / November 8, 2026
    - True Sex Confessions -
    Straight Female / 38

    Addicted To Each Other

    For the longest time, I was always making people think I was shy, almost prudish. Truthfully though, I'm a needy sperm receptacle, with the right man (aka as my husband.)

    We are all over each other like crazy, and we've been married almost 16 years. I can't get enough, and neither can he.

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    # 83150 - by Bella / November 8, 2026
    - True Sex Confessions -
    Bi-Sexual Male / 44

    Giving In To My Hidden Desires

    I am sure that a lot of men have had the thought of what they would do if a man offered themselves to them. I did. At a gas station I went to pay and the man behind the counter was an older Pakistani man and we talked for a half an hour. He was alone, said he was a history teacher in Pakistan, but the only job he had gotten was a cashier at a gas station. Why, how, the conversation came around to being alone I don't remember. I told him it was my day off and I was running errands. I asked him when he got off and he said 3 pm, and I invited him to have dinner with me.

    He was friendly and we got a long fine and we talked about growing up in Pakistan. He told me that what he was was dangerous. I asked him out of ignorance what that meant. He said he wanted to kiss a man. I asked him if he wanted to kiss me. He said he did I let him kiss me. I had never been kissed by a man before and it felt both something and everything. His kiss was deep and wet and he used his tongue on me. When I opened his zipper and took out his cock, I immediately went to sucking him. I like to think that I was making love to his cock, not just sucking him. In no time we were on my bed and I was learning what it meant for a man to have sex with you. I gave in to everything he wanted and he stuffed his hard cock all the way in me.

    This was my first experience and I loved every bit of it. Just being naked with him was exciting. Holding his cock, and he grabbing mine felt erotic. Sucking on his cock was even better. And although I over though it at the time, having him shove his cock in me was the highlight of the evening.

    I got together with him several times afterwards, each time lowering my inhibitions. Until I had sex with him, sex as sex with him. I loved every time and every moment of it. I wanted him to kiss me and I wanted to suck his cock and I wanted him to have sex with me. It was more than just want. I am sad to say that one day he no longer worked at the gas station. All I have is the memories.

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    # 83149 - by Larry / November 8, 2026
    • - Anything Goes -
    Bi-Sexual Male / 70

    Injustace

    As a bisexual man, it is exhausting to watch what used to be a movement about same-sex attraction get completely hollowed out.
    Gay used to mean something clear. Men who are attracted to men. Women who are attracted to women.Bi-sexual attraction to both sexes.That was the entire point. Now it has been buried under layers of gender ideology, identity politics and a demand that we rewrite our own orientation to make other people comfortable.
    I am frequently told that if I am not attracted to a woman who identifies as a man, or a man who identifies as a woman, I am bigoted. That my sexual “boundaries” (preferences) are a form of discrimination. This is not inclusion. It is a direct attack on the reality of same-sex attraction.
    The same institutions that once claimed to fight for gay people now treat actual gay men and lesbians as the problem; if we refuse to play along. Corporate Pride has become a vehicle for this ideology, not a celebration of us. The language has shifted so far that many young people no longer even understand what gay means.
    Therefore, I do not need a parade or a rainbow logo to validate my existence. I need the freedom to live as a bisexual man without being pressured to deny biological reality or accept opposite-sex partners under a new label.
    The people pushing this did not liberate us. They colonized the movement and turned it against the very group it claimed to represent. Enough is Enough!

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    # 83148 - by Stick / November 8, 2026
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