Taking a shower.

He had been alone for a while now feeling the curse of his libido crawling as a dear companion over his body every night.
It was time to answer the call, time to seek relief of this feeling. He decided that tonight was going to be different.
Undressing in the bathroom as he turned on the shower, turning the heat all the way up feeling the warm hot water running over his body.
The thoughts in his head where creating the usual chaos of all his erotic, sexual and perverted ideas / fantasies. They where flashing by so fast they where becoming a blur but he could feel his heartbeat speeding up as he tried to pick one of the dozen ones that came by.
One of his big turn one’s was being forced to orgasm being tied up, no mummified, not being able to move an inch. his entire body wrapped in a kind of foil only his cock and balls not being covered.
As he could see the image of his body before his eyes his right had slowly moved down over his body. going over his hardening cock slowly cupping his bals. Closing his eyes he imagined the hand he felt was not his had, seeing his immobilized body in his fantasies.
A hand sliding over the foil from his feet, over his legs going higher. suddenly feeling the grip of a hand around his bals as they where squeezed and pulled downwards a bit, feeling the pain rushing trough his body. Instantly making his cock hard. Not only did he have this sensation in his fantasie but he could feel his cock growing against his hand in the shower. Not able to resist the urge his left had gripped his cock starting to pull back the foreskin of his cock, gripping it hard as he started to jerk it.
His breathing becoming heavy as he could feel himself turning in to the perverted horny creature of a guy he became turned on. Loving the pain he pressed his nails of his left hand in his shaft, pressing hard, the stinging pain rushing trough his body.
The hurt turned him in to a perverted thing, no longer the name “man” worthy. In his phantasy his cock was slapped, gripped hard as he was stroked up and down faster and faster. His muscles tensing up so hard, not being able to move, not even cry out in pain and pleasure.
He moaned hard as he was jerking himself in the shower, so turned on he could not care what happened around him. Every now and then his left hand let go to give his cock a hard slap followed by his hard grip again.
He started to lean back against the wall of the shower as he felt himself edge, being almost to the point of no return. Pulling and hitting his bals imagining being torture in his mummified state.
I need to cum, i need to cum so bad…. feeling how his muscles behind his bals and his prostate started to spasm, pumping up his white liquid, still maintaining the speed and the roughness he cried out as his cum exploded out of his cock, hitting the shower glass, some on his hands and belly. with a cry of pain he fel to his knies still continuing to pull his cock his nails still pushed deep in his skin.
He felt so perverted horny he could not stop pulling the skin over and back of the head of his cock a horny thought entered his mind, on his knees he moved forward he started licking his cum from the shower window.
When he cleaned up his mess with his tongue he finally stopped jerking releasing his cock feeling the stinging pain as his nails left his skin.
He got back up and started to wash his body as other dark fantasies invaded his mind

Free Candy

He sat in the coffee shop, watching people filter in and out. People watching was so much fun, and the stories that would come with it. This one, in a rush, and almost rude to the other people waiting, in his head she was anxious to get the coffee as she was delivering it to her friend that was in desperate need of a caffeine boost to get through a double shift, and she had to deliver it on the break. All the stories. In his head.

This was his favorite day of the week, Sunday, where he could relax around the corner from his place, and just watch as he sipped his coffee. He saw her enter out of the corner if his eye, she looked a little frazzled, like she had been rushing, and almost confused to where she was. She made her way to the counter and ordered, as he gave her a good look. She was in her 40’s he guessed, around his age, she was well dressed, and had legs for days. She almost caught her staring at them, but he didn’t think that she saw him. She was caught up in her own world. As she sat down at a table next to his, she took a bottle of caramel sauce out of her bag, and drizzled some into her coffee.. A sweet tooth he thought.. But had he just seen her bit her lower lip as she did that? He looked away.. His imagination got the better of him, he thought.

Weekend Away – Surprise FFM

PART 1
Our relationship starting with meeting on the internet, then the IM’ing, the phone sex, that first encounter in the movie theater and not even making it out of the parking lot, to where they we are now, continued to increase in its erotic intensity. The drive to the Chicago JW Marriott couldn’t go fast enough. A weekend away with the kids and home taken care of for what was a “girls weekend” with old friends. You felt a tiny tinge of guilt but that was overcome as you thought about the experiences we shared. “What did he have in store for me this time” you thought to yourself. It was enough to keep your little pussy wett all the way to Chicago.

My perfect Day

He opened the door to her, she stood before him , his eyes taking in that beautiful body, his breath catching in his chest as he realised she was his again. He grabbed her pulling her close, their lips devouring each other, hungry from their time apart. He leads her to the bedroom and slowly slips the dress from her shoulders as he slowly unwraps this desirable gift. His rough hands on her smooth skin, tracing touching reclaiming what is his, her bra and panties join her dress, leaving her naked and glorious in front of him

He lays her on the bed, whispering in her ear, feeling her respond to his words, her body raising up trying to get closer to him, he raises her hands above her head and ties them to the bed post, watching her breathing quicken as she looks into his eyes.

He smiles down at her, she watches as he spreads the hot chocolate sauce across her chest around her nipples feeling the heat, the slight tingle of pain as it brings her pleasure, his rough tongue as he licks slowly along his drawn path, encircling her rose nipples with his tongue sucking them deep into his mouth, nibbling and pulling as he devours every drop of chocolate form her body, the heat and his tongue raising her desire wanting more. Anticipating his path to their inevitable pleasure.

The Fun Room – Our First Erotic Party Experience

We were both dressed up, me in my fanciest lingerie under a chique black dress, you in a tight black boxershort under your two-piece suit. We arrive by taxi at a big villa in Santpoort, the Netherlands. We’re nervous, but foremost curious about what the night will bring…

As we enter the establishment we sense an erotic atmosphere. All the people in the waiting line are wearing victorianesque masks. We quickly put on our masks too and crack a smile to each other. I feel you pinching my butt softly.
The usher is a beautiful woman in red lingerie, black stockings and high heels. She crosses our names off the guestlist and welcomes us to the party: Eyes Wide Shut. ‘Have a sexy experience’, she says with a wink. I feel some nerves, but that’s soon taken over by the feeling of excitement. I really feel like doing this, and from the look on your face, so do you.

the alley behind my house

Who said fulfilling a fantasy is hard?

There is an alley behind my house. it is quiet but still occasionally traversed by the residents who live there. I had plans for that alley, just as I had plans for Sonia.
The day had been magical and the dinner -at the local ramen shop- was delightful. She told me that she was staying a block away at a hostel, so as we parted ways that night, I told her to keep her phone to hand.

It wasn’t long before we were texting in between our various domestic duties. At 10pm my phone lit up. *”Are you alone?”*. Then quickly followed by *”Bored. I can’t sleep”*.

*”Are you up for some excitement?”* I typed back.

*”Could be. . .”*

taking a minute to formulate my plans, I began tapping furiously.

*”Ok. In 15 minutes come to the alley behind my house. Wear the least amount of clothes that you feel comfortable in. You will not speak unless directly asked to. If you agree to those conditions, then say yes, and the clock starts”*

the message sat there read for a minutes before a response finally appeared.

Birthday party

It was my birthday, and he’d so far ignored me all day, despite my efforts to look extra special today. I’m not annoyed with him, I just hoped for something special, since it was my first birthday with him. I was in our kitchen cooking my own birthday meal, my favourite spaghetti pomodoro, while I sip a glass of wine I opened for myself. I hear footsteps come in, and a clickety clunk as he puts something down on the kitchen table. I continue to stir my pasta, not turning around.

He edges towards me, and gently slides his hands around my hips and down my thighs with affection, making my skin tingle with goosebumps. He lifts my hair to one side, caressing my open neck with his soft lips and tenderly teasing my nape with his tongue. “Don’t distract me, I’m busy” I say warningly, with a joking laugh.

And then I was with my best friend’s boy friend. Part 2

So my boy friend got to know about my lil fun night.. well it was not little though..
It was the day we went to my bf’s new apartment.. the very next day after I was fucked by my bestie and her bf.. so I was having a lil trouble in walking.. as my bf likes me in heels, the pain was not tolerable at all.. but then remembering the night was awesome.. so he was showing me around and we went to the kitchen, I got flashbacks of being fucked in the kitchen.. I was hot and bitting my lips.. of course he observed.. then we went to his bedroom. I closed the door and grabbed to kiss him.. he asked me, you seem too excited.. and I wanted to confess it before him..

I told him to take me to the bed and kiss my pussy while I tell him the story..

So we went to the bed and he lifted my dress.. I was moaning softly..

Bi Exploration Part 1

I’ve always been a little bi curious. The weird thing is I don’t feel physically attracted to men. When I look at a woman my urges are intense. I think to myself “Damn!, I’d love bend her over here and now.” With guys it’s more like “I bet cock tastes good” or “It must feel amazing to get man handled and fucked up the ass.” Sometimes I wake up rock hard after dreaming about gay sex and have to rub one out. I’ve even teased my dick just to taste my own precum and I quite enjoy it. Yet, looking at men hardly does anything for me. Because of this I’ve come to the conclusion that if I ever had sex with another man it would have to be spontaneous, but I’ve often hoped the opportunity would come up. It finally did.

Garrett and I attended an auto repair class together at the local vocational school, that was offered as part of their night time, adult learning program. We had quickly become friends and he would drive me home after class because I was between cars at the time. He was sort of muscular, hairy and very masculine. I never would have guessed he was bisexual. We would often talk about women, as guys typically do.

I like to watch

I like to watch…..Started in my mid-20 and I was out at a bar with a friend who was just a fuck buddy, We had a table near the bar and she excuses herself to go to the bathroom, A short time later she comes back and says “you’re never gonna believe what I just saw when I want into the wrong rest room” “There was a guy taking a piss”, I think, so what! The she says “He has the biggest cock I’ve ever seen and I really wanna ask him if I can suck it”. 

I didn’t care because she’s not my GF but then she says, “I want you to watch”. Maybe the drinks, maybe intellectual curiosity so I agree. Well she finds him and tells him her intentions and that her friend is gonna watch. He agrees with with debate and we proceed to go into the bathroom. Let me tell you she went to town and before anyone asks it was probably a solid 9+ inches and almost as big around as a coke can. She could barely fit it into her mouth but did eventually get it down and she was a champ. I just watched, didn’t touch myself but did get very turned on and when we got back to my place we had the best raw carnal sex i could ever imagine. Filthy, I was calling her names and she was telling me how much she loved that guys “long fat cock”. I loved that night and still dream of it. A few weeks later she calls me and says to me, lets go out so I can look for “prick prints”, that she wanted to find another huge cock to blow and that I had to watch again. First time worked out why not do it again!