Solving Problems I walked in to Pt 3 [FF][MF]

I was really excited about the new day. I was going to fuck my wife, Amy, in our purpose built studio with my assistant cameraperson, Lily, directing and videoing it all. Later, Lily and Amy were going to fuck and I was going to video it. I am going to ask Ted, Lily’s husband, to edit and give these videos a professional look. The night before, I had watched a couple of lesbian porn videos on Pornhub to get some idea of how to shoot it, interesting.

I went to the studio early to prepare things, clean linen on the bed, camera batteries all charged and ready. Lighting arranged, dick hard, fuck, I should have had a tug last night, I’m going to cum so fast today it’ll be embarrassing. Lily arrived ready for work, sorting props and making a call to Sally, arranging for a pick up. While she went to get Sally, Amy arrived.

She kissed me and said, a little nervously, “This seemed a good idea last night.”

“Cold feet?” She nodded, “Yeah, know the feeling. Lily will be back soon, with this friend of hers.”

Problems I was walking in to – Pt 2 [FF][MF]

Part 2.

For the next hour after Sally left, Lily and I went through all the responses I had. She knew a few faces, but not others. Most of these girls were either newbies or didn’t have an agent. One girl was very attractive, great body from the shots she sent, but Lily told me she is not getting work as she is difficult to work with, a real prima donna, so no agent. She wasn’t in for her appointment until later in the week, but I wanted to look her over. As we looked, I got a message from tomorrow afternoon’s appointment saying she couldn’t make it. I responded with a thank you for letting me know, but perhaps if she would want to reschedule at some time, send me another email. I haven’t heard from her since, but there were several who didn’t turn up without saying anything. That was okay, gave me time to frame both the kitchen and bathroom, had a plumber and electrician in fitting both of them out in preparation.

Problems I was walking into. [MF]

Someone else can have this problem.

I’m a keen amateur photographer. I used to take off every now and again for parts unknown and take pictures, lots of them. I take landscapes, wildlife, adventure, sports, whatever the mood takes me. I’ve never bothered with professional stuff, weddings, christenings, funerals, I mean, I’m an amateur, right. I would take with me my three trusty cameras, two for stills and one home video camera. I had lenses for those still cameras that really suited the kinds of shots I would take. Extreme close up shots to telephoto lenses, but I have thought occasionally I would like to do glamour, cheesecake, soft porn, whatever you want to call it.

Family Ties [MFmf][Ff][Mm] [Inc]

I was listening to a song on YouTube the other day, a bluegrass parody used to demonstrate the rather difficult notions of genetics and how they can be used to confuse family ties. The song was essentially about a guy who marries a widow and his father marries her daughter.

The father and his wife have a child and the child is brother to the guy, but also a grandson of his father as the first son is married to the mother of the daughter who’s father… um, forget it, it is funny – if you look it up on YouTube. “I am my own grandpa!” is in the chorus, but what the song is and who it is by I have no idea. What is amazing is though it could be true, well almost – it is pretty similar to how my life is working right now.

Fucking my first guy [MM]

One evening, my wife and I were talking and she, out of the blue, said, “I want to watch you fuck a guy.” I shook my head like I wasn’t getting what she was saying and she repeated it, adding, “Up the ass, your dick in his ass.” We had been playing with guys before, I gave a guy, Paul, my first full blow job a couple of month before, managing to cover my face with his cum. She licked it off, which was surprising and I must admit, felt really weird but resulted in me getting blown by her. I still love it when she sucks my cock. She was never interested in being fucked in the ass. We did try it, but it has never been a feature of our sex lives together.

I knew Paul wasn’t interested in being fucked, so we had to look a little further. We advertised in the usual contact magazines we had then, and after a few weeks, we met up with a guy, a bottom. The kids were at their grandparents, we were hosting, and this guy turned up. Kevin was smaller then me, about 2 inches smaller, young, early twenties, and I thought was struggling a little with his sexual identity. Being bi- then was not something talked about a lot, it was one or the other, at least not until people like David Bowie came along and HIV forced the conversation.

Have I got a Problem? [MF][MF] [MFM][Oral, anal]

Have I got a problem?

I’m 24 years old, 5’11” tall, 34C breast, 24″ waist and I can lie and say a 34″ butt, which is really more like 36″ or even a bit larger. I have blonde hair and blue eyes, and this is about how I got over a couple of problems.

My first problem was Sean. He is a year older than me, a shade taller, seriously fit, a cross-country runner, black hair with dark eyes. He’s a great guy, a long dick and knows how to use it. I love it, in my mouth, in my pussy or up my ass, I just love it. His attitude is positive, his aroma is just unbelievably sexy and I don’t know why that’s important, but just the smell of him attracted me, right from the start. I was dating, and fucking, Sean for about nine months when I met my second problem, Dylan.

Dylan is also a year older than me, a shade taller, seriously fit, an exercise physiologist, black hair with blue eyes. He’s a great guy, a long dick and knows how to use it. I love it, in my mouth, in my pussy or up my ass, I just love it. His attitude is positive, his aroma is just unbelievably sexy and I don’t know why that’s important, but just the smell of him attracted me, right from the start.

Creating my problems [MF]

I’m married, have been for fifteen years with a son and a daughter, now seven and five, respectively. Two kids is enough, believe me. I love them dearly, but there are times… well let’s leave it there. My husband is a good man. He’s a gentle lover, not overly demanding, tolerates my foibles, forgives me quickly when I hit bitch mode, makes me cum when we fuck every time. I love his dick in my mouth too, and more than once a month I will just suck him off for the sake of sucking his dick. He cums in my mouth whenever I want him to, without hesitation, without me asking him to. It’s never planned, I just get that mood and don’t want him to fuck me, but I want to suck him and no idea why, it just happens.

The only problem for me is that sometimes, it’s just not enough. I want more.

Solving a lifetime problem [FF]

You guys think you got a problem, well picture this, a small round balloon glued to a much larger round balloon with four of those long balloons that clowns blow up to make balloon sculptures at children’s parties hanging off the big balloon. On the front two large balloons, same size as the top balloon, glued on. That’s me. I’m five foot ten inches, pale white, black hair and 250lbs. Obese is a word. No one wants to spend any time with someone so fat, which leads to anxiety and depression, which causes my eating disorder which causes me to be so fat.

It’s not like I got any control over it, it’s just a condition I’ve had and I’ve been to counselors and psychologists, joined weight loss organizations and a lot of other shit and it just doesn’t take. Who wants to be near a fat woman? All I’ve had from all of these is “it’s your fault you’re so fucking fat.” They don’t say it like that, but they all say it. Then one day it changed for me.

Sucking my First Really Big Dick! [MM][swing]

*This is about the biggest dick I ever sucked, responding to a request from a reader of my previous story on my first adult dick sucking. It’s all from memory so full of half forgotten details, or unimportant things I can’t recall to fill it out a bit.*
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Mary and I had been in the swing scene for a few years. We had not have any particular couple we would swap with, always wanting to try new or different couples. Mary subscribed to a contacts magazine, no Internet then, and she found an add that was promising, she said. We wrote, yes, handwritten, snail mail only then, post office boxes, and a few days later got a positive reply. Arrangements were made and the kids shunted off to the grandparents for the Saturday night, I “had a work dinner”, and we were in for a night of lust. Whether it would be good lust or not, was yet to be seen.

Solving my problems 3 [mf][MF] [Size]

I read the story “Solving my Problems” and I couldn’t help but relate to the poor guy with the big dick. I know, I know, please, save any smart ass remarks until the end of this.

When I was a kid, before puberty hit, I had a long dick. It was still a little boy’s dick, even if a bit longer. Thin and occasionally when having a bath as a boy mom would tell me I got wire in my wiener. I only knew this happened occasionally, not often, but I never knew it was used for more than just taking a leak until junior high. Middle school was a nightmare for me because we had to change for gym. At first, it wasn’t really an issue, but when in Grade 8, it changed, rapidly. I couldn’t help it, my boxers, and I never had briefs, would sometimes fall open when changing and my dick would fall out. I would be teased by other boys for carrying a snake around in my pants and all sorts of shit like that.