[M][FT] Or [F] not sure haha

Everyone jokes about trans/ladyboy/traps in Thailand, but I’d never thought I’d be fooled; it’s pretty obvious if you look for the Adam’s apple or hands, right?

Wrong! Especially when alcohol is involved!

I was with a bunch of guys on a bachelors party in Thailand, it was extremely late and we ended the night in an almost topless bar (the girls had no tops on but had pastie stickers on their nipples so you couldn’t see it all). I was approached by a very petite Thai girl with big brown eyes. She may have only just been 5ft, and was very slim with a nice firm ass and with boobs slightly bigger than her frame, definitely fake.

She took a shine to me and was constantly stroking my arm and finding excuses to make sure I was ok. The group I was with were starting to go back to the hotel and a couple were not alone ;) if you catch my drift. I didn’t know the etiquette but I was single at the time and thought to myself why not? It was in the early hours of the morning and she was pretty… I asked if she’d like to come back to mine. She explained in broken English that she had to stay and but for not very many Baht I could get a private dance upstairs. Ok why not!

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] | Part Five

BEFORE YOU READ: This entry is purely fluff to add to the plot! No actual erotica in this chapter. Because of this reason, I’ll be posting Pt 6 today as well. :) Thank you to everyone who’s still reading!

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Warm water beat into Nick’s skin, a metaphorical welcome into the new day. Eyes still drooping with fatigue and yawns still intermittently overtaking his expression, the man scrubbed at his scalp with shampoo. Though he might never admit it, the only thing on his mind since Friday had been Ariel. His weekend progressed so gradually it was torturous. Something deep within him was starting to crave time with his student, as much as he’d begun to mentally deny it to himself. Ariel Bosche was growing on him, and in the night while he lay on the couch, he’d begun musing over her until he fell asleep. She invaded his thoughts with every new task. While he prepped his week’s meals, he wondered what she might be doing at the same time. While he was hunched over grading tests on the dining room table, he pictured her in his mind, paying less attention to his work and more attention to recalling the small intricacies of his student. How a dimple pressed so slightly into just her right cheek when she smiled, how her hair would somehow work it’s way out of buns, requiring her to repetitively tie it back up multiple times throughout the school day. Nick couldn’t admit it to himself, but he was growing very fond of the teenager.

My secret [MM] erotic massage arrangement.

Firstly, I am a taken man and straight. I came across this situation looking on Craigslist. Put simply, like a lot of guys I love and well lubricated handjob and have twice before visited women who do it as a service. For some reason, maybe out of curiosity or maybe out of being cheap and wanting a freebie, I visited this guy who is a professional sports masseuse.

As I say in the title, I usually go round and have slightly awkward chat for a minute. I go and have a quick cleanup and come back in naked. It kind of feels nice to be desired in the same way I guess women feel by men? Obviously the guy is gay. He then proceeds to just enjoy my body whilst I lay on the table. I try and imagine what a great setup this would be if I mirrored the gender roles a bit. For this guy it’s kind of equivalent of being a straight 50 year old guy and having hot girls from 24-40 come round and let you play with them to your hearts desire.

I had [M]y first gay experience at age 18 now 59. Pt 2

Alex was abot 15 years older than I, and he took the time to calm me down from what had just obviously confused me a lot. He explained that Karen had set the whole thing up. She’d always known Alex was bi, and that my cock was one of many in town he had his eye on. I hadn’t realized it but she had waited for me to turn 18 and when she was sure I was ready laid her trap.
I asked Alex where she was and he explained the whole thing to me.

Alex suddenly jumped up, his little cock wobbling around in the breeze. “Come on let’s do this properly” He reached down grabbing my now slightly slack cock and led me to the bedroom, gently laying me down next to him on the bed. We kissed and stroked each other for a while until I asked to suck his cock for him. I wanted to know what another man’s cock was like to have in my mouth.

I had [M]y first gay experience aged 18. Now 59.

Back not long after I lost my virginity to a local girl who knew her way around my cock, I was involved with the owners of a local motel. I’d been trying to fuck the owners short, cute and totally fuckable wife Karen for months, but it always ended in her just fondling me and herself saying the time wasn’t right and Alex couldn’t find out if it ever did happen. We’d play tickling each other which would often end up in a wrestling match with me letting her up in me down with her legs, crotch in my face. I could smell that pussy through her pyjama pants every time and she knew it.
One very warm summers night I thought I’d try a different angle. She’d told me Alex would be in Sydney overnight if I wanted to keep her company.
Right I thought, she does want me after all.
I let myself in at the kitchen door (I had keys because I often served breakfast for them so they could have a lay in) and I could hear the television upstairs in their quarters. Perfect I thought, time to surprise her.

I [36F] cheated on my girlfriend [35F] with her husband [45M] [MF]

So as you can guess from the title this is a bit complicated. I have been with my girlfriend for a couple years. She is married and obviously bi as am I. Her husband doesn’t know about our relationship. As far as he thinks, we are just very good friends.

I met Jennifer, my girlfriend, at work. I was in a dead end relationship with a guy. She was married. One night at my house, we were discussing our relationships. I was beginning to suspect I bi or gay but was ready to admit it yet. I had had one lesbian experience in high school that was short lived. I kissed a couple girls in college or at bars but more as a for show type of thing.

Jennifer was more experienced. She had dated a couple girls before she met her husband. Before they were married, she brought in another girl for a threeway with him a few times. She’s said she suspects he’s cheated on her but they have an unstated Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell policy.

That night we ended up kissing and she fingered me. We didn’t do anything for a few months but eventually we went further and became a regular thing.

Taking my young employees ass in the stairwell [MM]

John was similar to any other early 18 to early 20s that applied for an entry level position with the company I worked for a few years back. I was responsible for the entire department, and therefor responsible for all of the training classes that happened within it. I was fire and brimstone. Too many moving parts to be anything less than perfectly efficient.

When I stood in front of a new class, being the bad cop, I always made sure to take stock of who I’d like to fuck most. I swear John was taking stock of me. Over the next few weeks I watched him get comfortable in his role, and excel. He wasn’t a dumb kid by any stretch, unless he was choosing to act like a dumb little slut. I’d call John a twink. He stood with a feminine posture at medium height, weighing no more than 150 soaking wet. He had a bubble butt and a boyish face. He couldn’t have been older than 19. He put lip-gloss on regularly and wore a slight layer of foundation.

Birthday Boy John (mf+, teen, cons, bi) [Part 1/?]

*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy, not real life. Please treat it as such.*

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John stood in front of the bathroom mirror, his small frame was still developing but he could see how his shoulders had broadened lately and a few dark hairs had grown under his thin arms. He turned to the side and looked down at his soft penis, it had 14 hairs around it (he had counted every day for the past week since he had noticed them) and it even looked a little thicker. He shook it and pulled on it until it started to grow and lengthen, he smiled and thrust his hips out a little. “Grow cock, grow long and hard,” he whispered and moved toward the running shower.

Walked in on the professor part 3 [MF]

I sit there, dick deflated as I watch Sophie leave the office. I’m not sure what just happened but I did always wonder what it would be like. Her plump lips always looked like ones that would look delightful wrapped around a man.

“Ahem. Leave.” Dr. Fowler stares sternly as I saw him with his cock still in his hand. He wiped away a small cum spot on the floor with his wingtip shoe as I deftly exited. I caught eyes with the elderly administrative assistant who I feel has seen similar situations in the past

“Hey Sophie – umm can we talk about what happened – 1:08 pm”

Silence ensued for hours. Sophie is a good friend and any chance of hooking up in the past ended years ago. We were both drunk at a party as I was knuckle deep in her. What I thought was an orgasm was her dry heaving and then expertly vomiting on me. I still would’ve, but I lost my chance. She treated me like one of her gay friends. I’ve seen her in a bra and underwear before but never was it sexual despite me trying to hide an erection.

[Group] Gay Burn Fun

Three years ago, I had the luck to be able to go to a Burn (burning man, but smaller and more local). These things operate on a gift economy: nothing is bought or sold, but is gifted freely. Suffice it to say, I partook in quite a bit of drinking.

At this particular burn was a sex tent. I had watched a few nights, but hadn’t really done much else, as I was there with friends.

Now we get to the second to last night. I am staggeringly drunk, have already gotten fondled once, and was wearing only my hoodie. Time to party.

I weaved my way to the tent, lying down on a mattress and cheerfully jerking off in front of a constantly shifting crowd. After about five minutes, one guy came forward.

He was a few years older than me, with buzzed hair. He asked if he could join. I specified only hand stuff, and he was okay with that, as he was rolling and couldn’t cum. He quickly cuddled up to me, and our hands found each other’s cocks.