First Time Blowjob

This is the story of my first blowjob…

When I was 17 years old I was staying the night at a friends house. I used to love staying over there because my friend slept like a rock and I could usually get away after everyone fell asleep and watch porn on the computer… back then it was on dial up and I used to have to wait forever for movie and pictures to load.

From good friends to FWB [M/F]

So quick backstory: One of my good friends from college I have known since highschool. She played soccer and I played lacrosse and we both had similar friend groups. We both ended up going to the same college for our respective sports. We got a lot closer during college, as we were the only two from our high school who came here. Hell we were even the same major and lived on the same floor our freshmen year. We would hang out in each others rooms and got more comfortable with each other. It got to the point in the middle of seasons that we got used to seeing eachother in sports bras/under armour when we would rush between practice and class that we started being fine being seen by each other in boxers/bras and thongs when we would get ready to go out. We would share sex stories with each other and through those stories, mixed with seeing each other in close to the bare minimum clothing, that we got the idea of what we look like naked. But for some reason we never did anything with each other, we would flirt and teasingly make grabs at each other, but never did anything…until now

Best and worst head I’ve ever received… And from the same girl (m/f)

This story isn't incredibly long but I'll break it into two parts right here:

A-THE WORST This must have been about 2004 and I was seeing this girl Grace and it was her birthday. I think she religiously wanted to save herself for marriage but basically would do anything else under the sun except for fucking or so she said. I was about to move and since there was no hope of marriage (which I didn't want anyway), we decided to have one last time together and let it just end there on her birthday.

We went to a show and caught a few great bands and headed over to her friend's apartment. After getting settled and spooning for a bit, hands started to wander and before I knew it I was cupping both of her tits while grinding my cock against her ass through my jeans.

[M/F] My Affair: The Rules

This is the second in what is likely to be quite a lengthy series. You can read the first part here.

Rachel was naked, kneeling in front of me, her skin a creamy white in the pale light of the streetlamps coming through the sheer curtains. Her eyes were a little glassy from the booze and her lips were glazed. I was sitting on her couch, my own clothes in a pile on the floor near the front door. It was late in the evening and we had been out at a club with friends. My wife was away at a conference and Rachel's husband was out of town for work.

My cock was hard and still wet with her saliva. It had been seven months since that first night.

She crawled into my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me close. She smelled so good. Our bodies pressed together, I could feel her trembling. We kissed deeply. She straddled me, her pussy achingly close to the tip of my now throbbing cock. She rubbed it there for a moment, riding the shaft against her clit. I could feel her warmth and wetness and I was getting lost in desire for her.

Over the Bed – A short story I wrote for her [m/f]

You’re heading for the bedroom, and I must follow. I love the look of your naked body; it is such a turn-on for me. I struggle to finish pulling my jeans off, so I can meet you there in a similar state. I turn the corner into the bedroom and find you leaning over the bed, hands on the mattress, ass towards me, legs apart, looking back over your shoulder with an undeniable expression of “come fuck me”. I must oblige.

My right hand runs over your right ass cheek and comes to rest at your hip, while my other hand directs my hardened dick over your pussy lips. I run the head, light, teasing pressure, up and down the length of your lips. I can see your juices coat my head, your lips yielding to my hardened state. You push back against me, but you put me in the position of control, and I’m going to take advantage of that.

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Part o(f) (m)y misspent youth.

Most of you would probably consider me an old fart because I’m nearly 50. As a old coach I had once said “I may be old but I still get morning wood” so there’s that. This story is from the early 90’s when I was a young hunk of a man who didn’t know how good he had it, and didn’t take advantage of his assets as much as he should have.

I’ll try to describe myself as I was for the ladies. Young looking white guy with medium length wavy brown hair decent chin and large but not crazy large nose, a relatively ordinary face all in all but nice blue eyes for you to stare into… At the time I was riding my bicycle 25 miles from my house downtown to my job in the suburbs so I was told I had a world class ass. Bike riding wasn’t and still isn’t that cool so I’d say I was could be considered somewhat in the geek spectrum. I’d played division 1 baseball in college and I lifted weights so my upper body was decent as well but I was no adonis. I was fairly evenly proportioned so from a distance I didn’t look tall but I was 6’1”.

Euphoria

I awakened, to him holding me closely. We had made love passionately the night before and fell asleep holding one another. So sweet, to wake up to him this way. His eyes still closed, so I reach my hand up and trace his face with my fingers. I touch his lips. He squints and smiles at me. I lean in for a kiss and he grabs me pulling me closer to him. He kisses me lightly. He whispers in my ear, ‘Turn over’. I do as he asks and he pulls me in closer to his body. He begins tracing my body with his fingers and running his hands across me. He cups my breasts and plays with my nipples a bit, just lightly pinching them. He slides his hand down my chest and stomach to my thighs and in between to my pussy. His fingers feel so good running all along my body. I quietly moan for him and whisper, 'I want you’, but he says, 'Not quite yet, my dear. I am not done with you’. He flips me over and gets up, then goes to the end of the bed and pulls me down as well. He gets on his knees and begins touching my already wet pussy. He then kisses her lips gently, sucks on my wet lips just a bit and starts to slowly tongue-fuck my pussy. He says he enjoys the taste of me and comes up for a kiss. He then tactfully climbs up onto the bed, pushing me up towards the headboard again and pins my arms up above my head and holds them there with one hand while his cock teases me just a bit. Not quite entering me, just touching my wet pussy. I call his name and I yell at him to enter me. I am more than ready for him to take me. Finally, after quite a bit of teasing, he slides his throbbing, hard cock into me and I moan so loudly and he feels so good inside me. I can feel his cock throbbing inside me and I call for him to cum with me. I have already came for him twice and am ready to do so again, but I want him to cum with me just this one last time. I hold out for him, he wants me to cum but I tell him I am going to cum with him. He is moaning a bit softly for my liking and I tell him to speak up. My King begins to get louder and louder and I can feel he is ready to cum inside me, so together we grind against one another and simultaneously moan so loudly, it’s as if an explosion went off inside of me. An amazing feeling, holding him closely to me, his cock slowly softening after cumming so intensely inside me. He lays with me, his cock still inside me, still throbbing, and we rest. We are in a state of euphoria afterwards, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking. He whispers in my ear, 'You are beautiful and this is amazing’. Knowing he wants me again keeps me wet. As I looked up, I saw our silhouettes intertwined, dancing against the ceiling in the low-lighting of the room. It must be dawn or shortly thereafter, I think to myself. This is going to be a beautiful day. He kisses me again and slowly gets up to grab me a cup of coffee from the kitchen. He comes back with the coffee cup and hands it to me, as he does so I thank him and tell him to come back and relax with me. We lay in bed for a while longer together. In silence, we enjoy one another’s presence. I whisper to him, 'I love you, I am in love with you’. He could do nothing but smile and grab me and kiss me with passion. I know he feels the same.

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[M]y first time getting fucked by another guy. [M/M]

X/post from /r/bigonewildstories

Quick preface, I'm happily married (to a woman) but I certainly had my share of same sex experiences. I haven't been with a guy since I got married, but who knows what the future brings.

This is the story of the first time I got fucked by another guy.

So I'm about 20-21 at the time (this is like… man ~ 15 yrs ago)… about 5'11, 180lbs (a muscular 180 actually. I had just ended a long term relationship and started hitting the weights hard) and 7" cut.

I'm craving cock again and surf to my go to back then, gay.com. Once again, the usual start to message me. Much older guys, out of shape guys, sketchy guys… anyway…. After a while this guy about 23ish or so messages me and lives kind of close. He's attractive enough… but of a thin build and plain face but certainly not hard on the eyes.

Any who.. we're chatting it up about our likes and dislikes.. and it's getting kind of steamy. I start to gather this guy's really more bi-curious then gay or bisexual. He doesn't want to get fucked, doesn't want to suck cock but sure wants to get blown and fuck someone.

My Affair: The Beginning

I’ve known Rachel for quite some time. We met via a group of social media enthusiasts back in 2007 when Tweet-Ups were still a thing. She and my wife hit it off pretty well and soon we were hanging out with Rachel and her husband quite a bit. They’re about our age, a little younger. Rachel is a grad student. Her husband works in IT. She’s very cute, in fact she looks a bit like my ex-girlfriend Laura (see my previous stories for some info on her).

Rachel has smaller breasts, but they’re perkier than Laura’s. Her skin is pale, her hair a lighter brown and her eyes a wistful blue. She’s not as curvy through the hips, but her legs are longer.

She’s one of those people who has very little in the way of a filter on her brain. No subject is taboo. She talks openly about just about everything from her bathroom habits to how many times she’s been caught masturbating by her parents, her brothers, her college roommates and a neighbor. I find it refreshing. My wife, on the other hand, isn’t quite so open. She thinks Rachel is a little weird. She likes her, but sometimes the conversations make her blush.

Sydney feeds alexa

Sydney feeds Alexa WARNING: scat,BDSM,kidnapping, don’t read if you’re easily offended or under 18 I do not condone the acts preformed in this story and all characters are fictional. Alexa is a short blonde girl with cheery chubby cheeks. She was always laughing and smiling. She has a nice little ass and tight little belly. Sydney is a tall athletic girl who’s cute butt jiggles as she walks. She has blonde hair as well, is in the choir, and very innocent. She is also Alexa’s tennis team mate and best friend. One day the two tennis team mates were walking home from practice. It was getting dark at around 8:30 and that’s when I got them. “Unnnhnfffhn” they squealed. They couldn’t very well communicate with the rags of chloroform over their mouths. That’s when I brought them into the room. It was a small room with a light and a hardwood wood floor. “This is the feeding room” I said. They both looked in horror. “Sydney is going to be your feeding slut.” I explained. “Come here now.” I motioned to the taller beautiful bodied Sydney. I hoisted her up on to the device. It contained leather straps to hold her in a position that held her legs up and presented her ass and pussy. “I will feed Sydney, and you will eat from her anus as she passes on her meals.” They both looked at me with pale faces. I forced Sydney to eat her slop and told them I’d be back when she had to poop. I told her to ring a little bell I left next to her feeding contraption. I told her if she went poopy before she rang the bell she would be in trouble. I waited 4 hours. Then I heard the little ring of the bell come from the basement. They were still restrained just the way I had left them hours ago. Sydney simply could not wait any longer. She began to writhe, and squirm around, needing her release. “Alexa.” I said and she looked at me nervously. “I hope you’re hungry little baby slut.” I removed her from the chains that had kept her from doing anything naughty while I was upstairs. I put her on a short, leather leash and then pulled her over to her team mates juicy ass. “time to put on your muzzle” I said looking down at the frightened little blonde. I took out the little leather mask that I would first strap around Alexa’s head, and then strap to Sydney’s thighs. There was a small tube going from Sydney’s tight little butthole, into Alexa’s mouth piece on the muzzle. I told Alexa if she didn’t eat the dinner Sydney had prepared for her, she would have to make her own food, from her own butt. Sydney, now almost ready explode, was red hot with her desperation for her release. “Ok, Sydney why don’t you give this anus sucking baby slut a nice warm meal.” She groaned “Alexa I’m so sorry” she cried. And with that the tall tennis goddess let go. Her anal batter flowed into Alexa’s wet little mouth. The shorter blonde tried to pull away from the feeding contraption but the strap around her head and Sydney’s thighs made it difficult for her to move from the muzzle. After all the butt candy had been pushed out, I bent down to unstrap them from the muzzle. “Uh-oh, did someone enjoy feeding her friend?” I said looking down at her sopping wet pussy. Sydney turned very red as I explained to Alexa; “You hear that? She gets turned on when you’re forced eat her special chocolate. She likes seeing you eat from her potty hole.” She could look neither me nor Alexa in the eye. She was humiliated, and it was making her even wetter. I removed the muzzle that connected them and looked at Alexa. “She needs to be wiped.” I said. She looked nervous and confused. I pulled her over to Sydney’s pinkish brown ring, and told her “clean it with your tongue. If you don’t do a good job you will be punished.” Alexa could not bring herself to orally clean her friends dirty little hole. “Ok I guess you need punishment. Big girls can listen, and follow directions. I told you to clean her. Did you clean her?” She looked at me trembling. “Did you clean her?” I asked again with a stern tone. She still said nothing. “Alright, then I guess since you can’t follow directions, you can’t be a big girl.” I pulled her into another room, leaving Sydney still hanging by her straps of the feeding contraption. I brought Alexa to a room with a bed and baby supplies. I told her to lay down on the bed and she did, knowing that I would force her down if she didn’t comply. Once she laid down I put a diaper under her bottom. She looked extremely powerless as I whitened her privates with baby powder. “You will now crawl everywhere you go, and you will use your diaper to go potty. Her face looked as if she had just wet herself in front of the entire school. She was a completely embarrassed, diapered little ass eater. I brought her back to the feeding room were her friend was still hanging. "Alexa decided she wanted to be a baby slut.” I explained. Blood rushed to her cheeks once again. “Ohhh is the little poopy slut embarrassed?” She looked at Sydney ashamed of what had happened. I lowered Sydney down from the straps and re-chained my two butt sluts for the night. Later that night I came down to check on the girls. They laid awake on the floor, both in the fetal position. It was warm in the feeding room, and the girls had used the small toiletries I had left out for them to freshen up. I want to humiliate and dominate my blonde butt pets, but I also want them kept fresh for when I want to use them for my own pleasure later. I discovered that Alexa had messed her diaper. She had been so humiliated from being turned into a baby, that she dared not disobey again. I had taught her a lesson. I told her to go in her diaper, and she did. “Well, well. Looks like the wittle baby made a mess.” Alexa’s face turned Crimson once again. I unchained my playthings and brought them to the center of the room. “Sydney, you’re going to change the baby” I said and she turned white. She began to shakily undo Alexa’s full diaper, when I stopped her. “Ah ah not yet. Let’s hear how bad baby fudge muncher wants a clean bottom.” I grabbed her cute little dimples and forced her to look me in the eye. “You’re going to beg Sydney to change you, or you will lick that diaper clean. Now beg her.” Alexa just looked at me with her jaw down trying to find something to say. “Last chance, beg for her to change your diaper like a good baby slut, or you will clean your own mess up with your tongue.” Alexa began to stutter tears welled up in her eyes as she said “please change my diaper.” “That’s not good enough, baby. You better beg for it right now.” I said sternly. “Please! Please change my stinky diaper Sydney! I need cant take it anymore it’s so squishy and warm!” She cried. “That’s a good baby slut” I said satisfied. “Now change her and get ready for feeding time. Sydney will prepare it nice and steamy, just the way you like it.”