Gay, straight whatever – EVERY GUY NEEDS TO TRY RECEIVING ANAL! I (male) tried receiving it for the first time tonight with my female roommate (we fuck sometimes). I am a bit curious, wanting to try it with guys but thought I might want to try anal first to see what its like. Anyway, using a carrot she very slowly inserted it in my ass. It was a bit uncomfortable at first but once I loosened up and she started to go faster it started to feel really good. Then…OMG…. I started wanking off to it. It only took like 2 minutes of her fucking the carrot in my ass before I had the biggest, most explosive and best feeling orgasm I have had in my life (I’m 20). It radiated through my entire body, never felt anything like it. Afterwards, I sat in the chair with my legs in the air for about 10 minutes just recovering. Now I’m wondering if its just an anal fetish i have! Anyway, anal produces mind blowing orgies and every guy no matter who or what sexuality needs to try it. Remember, it’s only gay if its a guys dick in your ass!
Tag: Anal
Hotel road trip squirt [F+M]
If you read our first story then thank you. If you did you would have learned how the Long time GF and myself love to fuck on the side of the road when we go on road trips. Something about fucking out in nature that is extra hot and exciting and I love to cum inside of her and have her tell me on the trip when I start to drip out of her.
Well on one of our long trips trough the mountains where one side is rock face and the other a sheer drop thousands of feet below you tend to not have many places to pull over, and with all the tight twists and turns any blow job was out of the question while driving.
Well that didn’t stop the GF from masturbating much of the hrs spend in the mountain listening to her music after having some green bliss to enhance the experience. I spent the whole time trying not to drive us off a cliff while she made the vehicle smell like her love juices. I was driving with a hard on the whole time, which got her off. Every now and then when the road got better she would move her clit bullet rub her fingers up and down her pussy getting her finger nice and wet, then put it under my nose then in my mouth to taste her sweetness.
Lechomancer Curses 7: Too Little Too Late [MMF][Sex][Anal][Oral][Paranormal]
After having to walk across a strange city, freshly fucked and wearing nothing but a hooded sweatshirt with a broken zipper, Amber couldn’t wait to get inside. It didn’t help that her only garment was too shirt, so if she held the hoodie closed, her ass peaked out the bottom. She also wasn’t sure how she felt about the fact that she was turned on by wandering around nude. She was on the edge of safety now though. She had made it to the motor inn her university volleyball team was booked at, and all she had to do was get her room key and she could get to her bag, get dressed, and put this whole weird day behind her.
In the hotel, she went up to the front desk. The guy working there was young, probably a local university student himself. Amber walked up to the counter with the front of the hoodie closed, and tried to act normal. “Amber Simmons,” she told him, not quite looking him in the eye. “I’m with the Volleyball team.”
Under pressure: Me [M] and Lisa Lasagna [F]
Five years ago when my wife Michelle was dying from cancer, a neighbor we called "Lisa Lasagna" would drop off pans of vegetable lasagna two or three times a month. It was really great; I'm not much of a cook, and our schedule was so disrupted by cancer that I rarely had time to cook anyway. A number of friends and neighbors dropped off meals and they were probably the only good meals I had when things got rough at the end.
In one of the last "after I'm gone" discussions we had, Michelle told me I would be an eligible bachelor as soon as she died, and women would probably start hitting on me the day of her funeral: 50ish guy with no ex-wife, no kids, a house, a job… that's a target for a lot of women. She wanted me to be careful and choose wisely, that it was fine to have a fling with someone like Lisa, but that's not who I should marry. I said it wasn't something she should be worried about, and she said it was important to her because she didn't want her cancer to screw up the rest of my life.
Instructions Ch. 4-6 [F][bd]
Chapter Four
The drive home was a blur. Her nipples ached, her clit was on fire, and she knew that once the rubber bands and clothespin were removed it would only be worse. He had instructed her that the clothespin could come off just outside her door, but the rubber bands were to stay until she had her orgasm. God how that word sounded delicious rolling around inside her head.
Her tires squealed as she pulled into the driveway and sprinted to the door. A quick sweep of her neighborhood showed it mostly empty so she reached down between her legs and gingerly opened the clothespins. The return of blood flow to her sensitive nub sent a wave of pleasure through her that caused her knees to buckle momentarily. She caught herself on the door frame and smiled, reasonably certain that he wouldn’t have promised orgasm this easily if something too terrible were waiting.
The lock clicked before she double-timed it to the chair where she’d left her book. She flipped through the pages before landing on the inside of the back cover where there was a small note that read, “You can cum but only on the spine of this book.”
[MF] Anti-transcendental Sex Chronicles
Every young man’s goal in life is to make their father proud, but honestly I could give two shits about my father. He was always there for me in a literal sense, but he was never there for me in a metaphorical sense. By that, I mean that I literally had to teach myself everything about becoming a man… or at least the internet did. This is an anecdotal story following my journey into manhood, sex, and some things best forgotten.
My story starts at 17. I’m a young white boy, top of my class, but bottom of my social circle. I wasn’t hated, I just wasn’t popular, and I didn’t have many friends after abandoning them all from my 8th-9th grade year to play bass guitar in a band. My band story is for another day, but lets just say it expanded my mind. I was tall, 6 footish, brown hair kind of guy, who was torn between a love for boobs and a love for booze. I began lifting weights towards the end of my sophomore year, and to my surprise they expected me to play football after making perfect attendance to every morning lift. I’d be damned if I didn’t have a clue what the fuck I was doing. Defensive end? Tailback? Cornerback? I had not a fucking clue what I was doing, but I stuck it out and made a few friends along the way. I’ve always been good at politics. Anyhow, after sophomore year, me and some of my newly founded best friends began breaking into the local party scene. My parents were still arguing out parts of their divorce, so they rarely spoke. This gave me and my buddies the perfect setup for not getting caught. I think my parents knew, but never really thought anything of it since I was so “smart”.
First time with my step-dad [m/f]
I made a post awhile back on someone else’s story about hooking up with your step-dad and since then I’ve gotten about 30 messages of people asking me to describe it. I never thought about posting but I can keep it anonymous and still get my story out there.
So basically, I’ve had sex adventures with my step-dad six times. All spaced apart, mostly weeks apart. I’ll write about the 2nd time after I see how this one goes.
My mom traveled a good amount for work and my step-dad watched my brother and I. Most of the time my brother wasn’t home so it was just us two. We joked around about “adult” things and I took his comments as affection. Eventually I stopped wearing underwear around him and made it noticeable. I called him Daddy and he would call me Cookie. I saw his penis once on vacation at the beach, never told him but I rubbed myself thinking about it from time to time.
To get to the first adventure…
In the aftermath of David i hook up with Karen [M/F]
After my bi adventures with David and our falling out i end up with his ex Gf
After our last passionate hookup which was one of the best sexual encounters of my life David started dating Karen shortly after high school ended. Karen was a short petite girl about 5’4” and maybe 100lbs with amazing red hair and blue eyes and a year younger than David and I. She had tiny a cup boobs and a nice firm ass. David and I were still buddies and we would still hang out and game together.
David and Karen ended up moving into an apartment together and since I was there big muscular friend in the army reserve at the time they asked me to help them move. They didn`t have much so it wasn’t hard to get them all moved with me doing all the heavy lifting. Little did I know at the time but Karen became very attracted to me and my more muscular build.
Exploring our kinks (MF) [The Leggy Blond Pt 6]
NOTE: All of the previous stories are up under this user name, but I decided to include a description of us so you don't have to chase it down in older stories.
I’m gonna take a minute to describe ourselves for those of you just joining us. Myself: 24 yo 5’10” average/muscular build, broad shoulders, clean shaven face, dark brown hair. Olivia: 22 yo 5’9” very slender with long gentle curves, shapely legs (hence the title of these stories), a cute shapely ass that is meant to be squeezed and spanked, medium b-cups (but they look amazing on her tall thin frame, Cs or bigger would look odd and this is coming from a Titty-man), a pretty beautiful face and long blonde hair that is usually straight but she will curl it or put waves in it for me.
We reunited after being away for winter break. It was a bit difficult being a part like that, we had been dating for a few months before we left and had just started saying "I love you" to each other, it was just an awkward point in our relationship to be gone for so long, and being about a 7 hour drive or $300+ flight didn't help.
He makes a deal with Her [MF] [Fsub]
"If I do another dish I'll blow this fucking place down."
The dishwasher had gone out after a large party and every single dish in the house needed cleaning, the apartment complex simply didn't care. The whole apartment room was in a state of disarray. Only working part time, house work was Her duty and even though He helped, she was afraid of falling behind.
"Sweety, go sit down, I'm not asking. I'll do this. I'll do all the rest of it, you've done enough already."
When He talked like that, She listened, but she couldn't help feeling guilty and she started to cry as she nearly stumbled over a book while going to sit on the couch. Minutes later he had her a clean glass of wine and some cheese on an admittedly paper plate.
"No, please, Hon… this is my job, we agreed. It's.. it's… my wifely duties!" She was still drinking the wine, though, He noted and smiled.
"Shut up."
He'd never said those words to Her before, and she listened. She looked at him and was unsure what to think. Staying quiet, she decided to listen instead.