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Does anyone have any hot stories about a threesome they were involved in that ended up turning into something very one sided? Like the other guy was bigger or more dominate and made it seem like you just had to watch while he fucked the girl even tho it was supposed to be a normal threesome to start? The idea turns me on so much!
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I asked if he had a big dick, and her answer was “Yours is longer.”
I’m sure she meant it as honest reassurance. And the sentiment really was appreciated. But her specific choice of words revealed what she was trying not to say: he was thicker.
Years ago, when we were first going out, probably during an intoxicated Truth or Dare, she told me length didn’t really matter to her. The really important part of a cock was it’s girth.
When she commented recently that I would like her ex, I didn’t hesitate to suggest we meet. I didn’t see the guy as a threat. And he really did seem like a nice person. Maybe we could all be friends. That’d feel so mature. So she invited him over to watch the new Game of Thrones.
I was happy to see he was a good six inches shorter than me, he had more grey in his beard than I did, and while his handshake was masculine enough, he did have a bit of an effeminate way about him. And he had a girl’s name. All night I subconsciously kept noticing the things that kept him firmly in the “not a threat” category. But yes, I did also notice the bulge in his shorts. How could I not? Especially with her glancing there whenever she was talking to him.
I do not know when it started. It was little things at first and I didn’t think much about it. I don’t even know why this happens to me. Am I some kind of mutant out of a comic book? Am I an alien or was I altered in some other way? I do not know. All I know is that everything I do is … normal. At least that is how it is preceived by others. I do remember having a test at school I didn’t learn much. I decided to look over to Jim and see what he wrote. My teacher, Mrs Hain, noticed. She looked at me. She clearly had seen me. I remember how my heart almost stopped. I expected her to get angry. To come up to me. Tell me that I just screwed up. Take my test and send me to the principal. Instead she just continued to look around. The one thing I remember very clear is the pressure I felt when she had looked at me. It felt a bit like when your ears are under pressure. Just that it is the whole body. I know it had been the first time because of this pressure. The feeling had vanished quickly. I didn’t get a good grade on this test but I passed. I didn’t think about it for a while.
Exhibitionism and voyeurism often are the two sides of one erotic mind! Humiliation is a form of exhibitionism that creates the electricity of shame and fear. I love to have a partner join me in going very deep in the erotic world as described above. For instance I had a lovely lady join me in a hotel room recently, she was excited to be tied to the bed and blindfolded. I told her I was going to leave the room for something to drink and would return in 15 minutes. In reality i went downstairs and found a much older man passing by on the street. He was much interested in what I had to say and joined me back to the room. My rules was look dont touch. but he should feel free to masturbate. Upon arrival i also got naked and my naked lady was my toy. The older gentlemen watched as I stroked and fondled my lady, toys used was vibrator and dildo. Electric stimulation wand created incredible spasms and multiple orgasms with her legs vibrating as her pussy lips become swollen and her clit doubled in size. During this time my man was now naked and was fiendishly masturbating. He was large and looked good stroking himself. I then began to fuck her very slowly and brought her to near orgasm 2 or 3 times before slowing down, teasing and teasing. I then told her she was being watched by an elderly gentleman, she smiled. I told her he had cum twice watching her. Bigger smile and a purr from her. I removed the blindfold. I told her she could make one request of him, he agreed. She wanted to suck and lick him while I fucked her. I then opened up the drapes and turned on all lights. The apt building across the street was lit up that night. One woman was on her balcony. We began. My man positioned himself almost on her face and she began to lick his balls and penis. I fingered her to wetness and began to fuck her sometimes slow and often fast. My man was delirious with her licking and sucking and after 10 minutes he came on her face. Very little cum but he was literally dry cumming. My lady was moaning as i fucked her and we came nearly at the same time. I looked out the window and the balcony lady had turned out her lights but was clearly watching us on her balcony. (the cigarette gave her away) The evening had a bit more to it but will save this for later. I am happy to share and also find friends to chat with and to explore all that is erotic. Feel free to comment.
At 8:13pm today, August 11th, 2017, she texted me:
“ETA 8:50”
I picked her up from the train station, two hours later than we originally planned for our date. Dinner was long over. We both ate separately, alone, at home. She was in a bad mood, and canceled last minute. I was pissed, but I still wanted to see her. I held my tongue, and I offered to get dessert, and she agreed. Yelp pointed us to a café down the street from the station. I parked, and we walked in, initially thinking of getting a smoothie. By that point, it had become quite chilly for a summer evening, and neither of us were dressed warmly. A cold drink no longer sounded appetizing. Luckily, the place had waffles and crepes, and we decided to split a strawberry and banana crepe with some nutella.
How would the script go of a sexy cooking show where the hosts, (a hot female and two hunky males) flirt back and forth with each other as they cook up a sexy dish on camera wearing nothing but revealing aprons showing everything from behind…. Anyone up for some late night television, with a cherry on top? ;)
Hey – thought it would be fun to share some of my select sexcapades over the years. Some happened while singe and some while married. This is not my entire sex life, but 6 events that stick out for me. I hope you enjoy.
#1 Summer Fun
In my freshman year of college I was a bit of a pussy. I was actually a good looking guy, I just had no idea and no confidence. So after my freshman year I decided I was just going to say fuck it and go for broke with girls. Meaning – just say what I wanted and have fun. It was by far my best summer ever. I went from ZERO luck to hooking up with five chicks and having sex with one (my first) over the course of three months. Here is one of my best stories.
One of my female friends was super hot. I was basically an orbiter. We hung out a lot and she was a junior when I was a freshman. We had been friend for about a year. We were out at a party and grinding on each other all night. The next day she calls me and says “I know that you were hard when you were dancing with me last night”. Before that summer I would have been embarrassed and denied or deflected. But I say, “Yeah I was. What can we do about it now?” So we decided I’d come over to her place. We got into her room. I said, “Strip for me”. She did (I was like fuck,what?). Her body was awesome. We made out, I massaged her and fingered her until she came. I was super naive – and got nothing in return. But – seeing a naked hot chick, touching her all over and fingering her was a HUGE step in the right direction for me.
I still remember it like yesterday, me being in Riga with a friend for the weekend. I had a Tinder date on Sunday that looked really promising. On her pictures she was beautiful, white blond hair, beautiful face, light blue eyes and big tits.
Vicky was her name, and we decided to meet up with her friends. During the evening we had a spark, she was fun and bubbly and drank tequila like a thirsty sailor. We were sitting on a couch and I decided to kiss her, and she kissed me back. She was a good kisser. That night I went back to her place and we had amazing sex, without her clothes on she was even more beautiful. And her tits, oh my god, I sometimes still have wet dreams because of those tits. In the morning I kissed her one last time and left to catch my plane back home. During the years, whenever she was in Belgium, or I was in Riga, we would always meet up and have amazing sex. Two months ago she was drunk and horny again and we started texting late at night. She always calls herself Kinky Vicky when she’s drunk.
When she returned with their wine glasses freshly refilled, she was pleasantly surprised to see that Peter had scooted closer to her original position on the couch. She set the glasses on the table and then herself only inches away from her thighs touching his. The idle chat was agreeable, but the night’s tacit intentions kept her distracted. As he spoke, her eyes meandered across his masculine features: a strong dark brow, deep set eyes blooming with smile lines at the corners; it was clear why Mike was hesitant to invite him over. She tried to restrict her lingering gaze to his full chattering lips, but such attempts must have failed as she noticed the room was silent and he was watching her watch him. A little embarrassed, she smiled and turned her face down, breaking eye contact. While he continued watching her intently, she placed a hand on his inner thigh, tracing her fingers along his skin, teasing at the hem of his shorts.
When she returned with their wine glasses freshly refilled, she was pleasantly surprised to see that Peter had scooted closer to her original position on the couch. She set the glasses on the table and then herself only inches away from her thighs touching his. The idle chat was agreeable, but the night’s tacit intentions kept her distracted. As he spoke, her eyes meandered across his masculine features: a strong dark brow, deep set eyes blooming with smile lines at the corners; it was clear why Mike was hesitant to invite him over. She tried to restrict her lingering gaze to his full chattering lips, but such attempts must have failed as she noticed the room was silent and he was watching her watch him. A little embarrassed, she smiled and turned her face down, breaking eye contact. While he continued watching her intently, she placed a hand on his inner thigh, tracing her fingers along his skin, teasing at the hem of his shorts.