His Surrender (male/male, first time anal)

New story commission posted on my blog.
[His Surrender](https://www.loubealysfetisherotica.com/2020/05/his-surrender.html)

“Phil gets a full body massage from an older masseur and gets more than he bargained for. He didn’t realize that he was going to have a happy ending. He is drawn into a relationship with the older man that he is both arousing and shameful to him. He is still straight, even if he lets a man massage him in the most intimate way possible… right?”

Smashwords version coming soon.

Early morning on the farm.

Hey guys, this is my first time writing. Let me know what you think, my girlfriend seemed to love it.

5:00am – I awaken to the alarm for our morning feeds blaring in my right ear, I stop it quickly so as not to wake you up. We had taken a nap for 2 hours to get some more energy before we started working again.

I look over and you’re fast asleep, lying on your sides with your ass pushed out towards me. I can’t help but grab it, fantasising about your body backing up into mine. I start massaging around your hips in circles, its not long before blood starts racing to my penis, I can see it twitching as it begins to throb.

I gently lift your lower body towards me and wedge my now erect penis in between your ass – you twitch as if you are about to awaken. Sure, I could have moved myself but it’s the control that I like.

I move my hand down your leg slowly, first towards your pussy, then towards your ass. Back, and forth.
It was the first stroke of my dry hump that fully wakes you up – good morning.

A sticky quickie with Cassandra AKA The time I found out my best friend’s wife was an escort. [MF]

Cassandra. Cassie. One of the hottest people I’d ever met in real life, the fuel of a thousand wanks and many more still to come. Statuesque, curves that mesmerized and a confidence that flaunted it constantly. Short, dark, straight hair that made her look like something out of the fifties, always dressed to kill and tonight was no exception. A tight blouse and a tight skirt and boots that screamed “fuck me”. A hat that made her look like a hipster. Makeup that made her look like a movie star.

She was married to one of my best friends, who we’ll call Frank. I went to their wedding. I’d been to their place a couple days back, where she strutted about the pool in a bikini that had me jerking one out in their bathroom. She was close with my better half.

Lisa 8. Medical exam.

I came home and the front room was well lit. Above the couch was a framed sign that said, “Doctor’s office. Please Take a Seat Until Your Name Is Called.”

Oh Jesus. What now?

I sat on the couch. There were magazines fanned out on the coffee table. Old issues of “Better Homes and Gardens” and “Good Housekeeping.” Despite my apprehension I had to laugh. Say what you want about Lisa, she pays incredible attention to detail.

Shortly she came out of the guest bedroom. My mouth dropped open a bit. She was wearing an old-fashioned nurse’s outfit, complete with the starched cap. She was carrying a clipboard. 

She looked down at it and said, “Mr. O___? We can see you now. Come into the exam room.”

I stood and followed her into the guest bedroom. She’d removed all the prints and pushed the bed into the corner. Instead, in the middle of the room was what had to be her massage table, though I wasn’t sure because it was draped with a white sheet. There was something blue on it.

I[M] let me neighbour[M] fuck my gf – part 2

Part 1 in comments.
We restarted the game with new chits and we knew from the first task itself that the bets were high this time. My gf had the first turn and the task was to kiss the person on next turn for 2 minutes. Weirdly enough, the next turn was him. We all burst into laughter, and looked at each other. There was a silence for few seconds. I took up the courage and told that it’s fine, we can have fun, no harm in it. We decided to puff few more smokes and after another round of whiskey each, my gf kissed him while we had a timer on. I could see both of them were having a difficult time because the kiss was sloppy. The game continued. Next was him and he had to take off his t-shirt, then I had to kiss my gf for 2 minutes and then he had to give me a back rub. On the next turn, it was my gf who had to let the next turn person play with her ass. It was me, and I put her into doggy style facing him and I fondled her ass cheeks over her shorts. I gave it a few spanks as well. There were jokes already going around about who wanted which task. And we continued smoking, drinking and the game. In the next 30 minutes, I had lost my clothes, my gf was bottomless and the guy had played with her boobs. We were not shy anymore and the tasks were being done with way less awkwardness and more boldly. I was already getting hard through the game, and my gf’s nipples were clearly visible through her top. Again the tasks started repeating, so we decided to take a break. It was 1 AM already, and none of us put our clothes back on. We stood in the balcony for sometime sharing a smoke, and I saw him exhaling the puff in her mouth before they kissed. I giggled and asked them to not forget who is the bf. They too laughed, and by this point the guy had her arm on her waist and was playing with the cloth helm occasionally patting her butt mid talk. I had my arm around her shoulder but not pulling her very close. We came inside the living room and my gf started lightly dancing at the centre on some pop song that was playing. She was doing a lot of sultry moves facing both of us and we were both admiring and blushing at her bold moves. At one point she almost lifted her top off giving both of us the view of her naked body when I jumped into her. I couldn’t take it anymore and I picked her up, and started kissing her. We were making out in front of the guy shamelessly and she got down on me and gave me a blowjob. I picked her up and took her inside the bedroom telling the guy we would be back soon and winking. I brought her inside and started fucking her in doggy style. We had the door slightly closed but I am sure he would have heard her moaning. After I came, and both of us caught our breath, I got up to go back outside. While I was opening the door, I heard my gf say ‘ask him to come into the bedroom’. She giggled and hid her face in the blanket after saying that, and for a moment I was surprised. But I was considering what’s the harm. I am pretty sure he heard her saying that too. I walked out and told him that she is calling you. He looked at me and asked ‘are you sure man?’. I said ‘yeah sure. She knows what she is doing.’ I could see he wanted to go inside but was being a little hesitant to pass me by. I pushed his back and took him till the bedroom door. I pushed him in and he turned and I said, ‘Have fun kids!’ and shut the door behind me. I went out in the balcony, lit a cigarette and started gazing at the city. After about 1 minute, I hear the door opening. I was surprised they were done so quick. My gf came out and she went into the washroom, came out and showed me two condom packs that she took, kissed me on my lips and went inside closing the door behind her. I was high, and somewhat content. I actually did not mind what was going inside the room.
After they were done, the guy came outside. He came to the balcony, in his boxers. We shared the cigarette, and talked about the city and experiences. He thanked me for the great time he had at the party. After sometime, he said he would leave now. I insisted he should stay over, but he said he has a meeting in about four hours and has to go. After seeing him off at the door, I came to bed. My gf was sleeping, I saw one condom pack still intact at the dressing table. I kissed her on her lips and said goodnight. She mumbled in her sleep and asked where he was. I told her he had to leave. She just hummed and went back to sleep cuddling me.

I wanted to be “That Girl” [MF]

I just need to get this off my chest…and a little mild

My BF and I decided if we did a hard three week quarantine so we could cohabitate. What I wanted to do was treat him to some wicked fine fellatio upon first seeing him.

As it turns out, as soon as I pulled into his lot I started balling my eyes out, and I couldn’t stop. It took him fifteen minutes to get me inside. All we did was cuddle while I cried for a day and a half. In between the sex was fantastic though.

You think I missed him?

I kinda forced myself on him so I could distract myself and the first three days together we we doing the making-love-sex.

This morning, though, I woke him with a blowjob. Later after some coffee he bent me over the dinner table to fuck me, and about an hour ago I rode him some fabulous cowgirl.

Things are getting a little bit normal again

Mikey and Mrs. Jones part 2

It was 5 days before Mikey could beg his way back into Ashley’s room. 5 long, interminable days of Ashley’s merciless prick-teasing ways, combined with the rapturous memory of her stepmother’s mouth sucking his cock, that had him going out of his mind with lust. On his own, he had driven past Ashley’s house several times a day, every day, trying to catch a glimpse of the sexy woman who had filled his every waking thought since that glorious act of oral philanthropy.

Well, nearly every waking thought.

He would still dearly love to get into Ashley’s pants. Or her mouth. Inside her shirt? Any goddamn thing beyond getting a hand on her still dressed tit and barely getting in a squeeze before she pushed it away. He had actually gotten his hopes up tonight, when she had allowed him to get his hand underneath her cheerleader sweater. His heart hammered with excitement as his hand ran up the creamy skin of her belly. His fingertips touched her bra, sliding upwards. The feel of her stiff nipple pushing through the stretchy material was almost enough to make him jizz in his pants. Then she had shied away, pushing his hand out, giggling at his frustrated whimper.

[MF] My daughters best friend

For those of you who use tinder frequently will understand the problem men face; you can’t really send a message to anyone unless you are matched with a girl, which is not in your hands at all. So I did what most men do, I would hit heart ❤️ in on every girl on tinder without even looking. I’d be watching a game
and just randomly clicking away.

A few days later, I would go back and look at my matches, I would normally get 10 to 15 matches, most of which would be useless, I would simply unmatch them and send messages to the one or two that I liked.

I did something similar last April, and when I went back to check my matches the next day I had a little panic attack, my knees went week and my heart dropped. I hat, by accident, matched with my daughters BFF. My first thought was to unmatched immediately. But then I stopped to think. I had liked her by mistake, but she had probably seen my profile before swiping right.

Unexpected (part 1)

It began with a teasing comment. Some offhand remark about being blindfolded and exposed. Not allowed to talk, not knowing where he was or what would happen. The sexual thrill of the unknown.

“Do you think you could do that? Not ask questions?” He’d said with a chuckle, knowing he was pushing my buttons.

I raised him with a playful glare, a challenge and the conversation was forgotten. Or so I’d thought.

“I have a task for you. Will you do it?”

The message came a few weeks later.

“What do you want?” I’d fired back, excited for a new challenge.

“No, you have to agree first. Do you trust me?”

“Of course. Yes.”

“Good girl.” Now he was just playing dirty. He knew exactly what those words did to me.

“I want you to be ready in 2 hours. Leave your doors open. I want you shaven, soft and completely bare. First part of the task, I want you to have ear plugs in and to be blindfolded, kneel with your ass to the door presenting yourself. Do not move or look. Don’t talk. Just wait. Do you trust me?”

Wi[F]e orders [m]e to please her, stating upfront I will be denied orgasm

I’d like to share a very fun experience I’ve had with my wife the other night.

Since we’re not formally in a female-led relationship or a Femdom one, each such experience is a delight, despite the challenges.

Last night I came to bed late, as my wife was listening to an audiobook she particularly enjoyed.

She was alert and excited despite the late hour, and I could tell she was a bit worked up. We caressed each other and cuddled for a bit while she was telling me about the book. Given I was definitely worked-up that evening, I gently probed for my chances at some fun. She had a different idea in mind.

She said: “I want something. I want you to please me and you’re not going to orgasm tonight. I am telling you this straight up so you know you should focus only on *my* pleasure”. It was clear she wants her orgasms and she wants good ones.

I wholeheartedly agreed – this was something I have offered many times in the past, as I truly enjoy giving pleasure to my woman, and I also like the idea of denial (though in practice, as will be proven later, it’s very hard). I secretly hoped she would take mercy on me at the end and allow me some relief, given I was already worked-up.