Fantasy Island Day 4 [Fdom] [Msub] [MF] [oral] [mast]

The shackles were off. Mistress immediately drew me towards the bed. I felt the vortex of insanity as I sat on the edge of the bed when she wrapped her lips around my cock.

This wet tongue and the seriously wicked lashings as she took my entire length into her throat. She did cough just a little before releasing me and focussing on the tip of my penis whilst her hand manipulated my shaft. Yes, it was what I wanted but how was one to act in this scenario? She expertly sucked me off, and I felt my balls retract. At that moment, I pulled out of her mouth and promptly shot a pissing stream of cum all over her tits. She giggled.

*“Paul, I could sense some uncertainty about what was to happen there. But I am a bit iffy about blow jobs. I prefer not to have cum in my mouth, bad prior experiences and all. So I am glad you sensed my discomfort. I do not normally deep throat either.”*

*“I know. I don’t know what I did to deserve a blow job though.”*

A Quick Pounding at the Resort [Gay][Bi][Mm][Exhibition][Voyeur][anal][sissy]

Although Jackson had comped the room, he had made his instructions very clear;

Check in. Get naked. Take in the attractions, talk to other guests, couples. Just explore the resort, don’t look for me. I’ll come when it’s time.

I had intentions to do just that.

*Paraíso* was a nude and couples resort/retreat along Brazils more southern coast. Away from the riff raff or Sao Paulo and Rio, it offered groups of typically wealthy tourists the chance to take in the warm waters and exotic views of Brazil while also enjoying a getaway among like minded people who agreed on ones freedom to express their bodies anyway they wanted. Staff, always clothed, milled about the grounds here and there and housekeepers made their calls down the hall – used to simply opening a door as do-no-disturb signs weren’t really considered here.

I had ended up here completely free, and completely by luck. The story isn’t too totally important. I sext and cam for some horny guys and they pay to see me slide toys into my ass, jerk off onto my face, eat my cum, etc. I charged gift-cards and gave a decent show, flirting with clients the whole time. Honestly, it’s something I do enjoy. There’s something about exhibition I just love.

[mf][f][oral][mast] Sucky Vacation 8

Sorry this has taken so long. I hit a gnarly deadline and had to finish a book. ;-/

There’s still time to vote for The Summer I Grew Up if you want to help me out. Go to clitoridesawards(dot)com and look under the category for Best Gay / Lesbian / Gender Bending Story of the Year. Thanks!

*Cotton Nightie*

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Chapter 8
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When Jeff, Shawna, and Shelly rejoined the group back at the theme park, Amy shot Jeff a head-shaking smile. Shelly danced around between Jeff and Shawna, swinging their joined hands as she skipped along. Shawna seemed equally happy with a beaming, satisfied smile lit her up from the inside.

“Seriously? Both of them?” Amy whispered as she leaned in, not quite letting go of Neal’s hand. “How does that even *work*?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Jeff smirked in reply. “I was a perfect gentleman.”

“Fine!” Amy rolled her eyes and laughed. “Be that way. I’ll just ask Shelly.”

“So…you want to get naked?” My first true gay experience [MM] [Long]

Hey there! This is my first attempt in writing about my sexual experiences. Hope I do well!

So this is a story about my second ever sexual encounter with another person. A little backstory first. It happened during my final year of college a few years ago, a time where I was discovering my sexuality, hooking up with others, and putting myself more out there. For my entire life up until 2015 I considered myself a straight male, having happily dated a couple girls in the past, but a trend of letting the occasional gay thoughts wander led me to discover that I’m in fact bisexual. My first encounter was with a trans girl and didn’t involve much, but it was my second encounter with a full-on man that still remains one of the best experiences I’ve had so far.

Fantasy Island [Fdom] [Msub] [MF/MM] [Bi]

I saw it advertised online. In clear black and white in the pages of an adult entertainment website. I was not sure what I was looking for, other than a release from the doldrums of a dire day to day existence. I had come out of a long-term relationship rudderless, and the seemingly endless sea of porn and unfilled promises was doing my head in. The words read out like a beacon to my cock.

#Fantasy Island

Within the advertisement, was a promise of a week of heteroflexibility, where you would be one of many, ready to take part in a competition of sexual pleasure. I didn’t know what to make of it, at first. Heteroflexible? Admittedly, that was something that ended my relationship. I had dearly wanted my ex-girlfriend to put toys in my ass and she wouldn’t. I started watching bisexual porn and became intrigued by the cocks of other men. Was it going to be worth the flight to Australia and the copious bits of paperwork required? Paperwork to attain consent, which would be verbally confirmed upon arrival.

My first gay experience [MM]+[M] long (this is an MMM, but MMM isn’t a normal tag)

Until a year prior to the encounter I am about to describe, I was a standard straight male. I thought that PIV sex was all that anyone could ever really need, and that kinky things couldn’t possibly have added anything significant to sex. This illusion was shattered by a wonderful girl named Amanda who opened my eyes with simply pinning me down and sitting on my face. Later she used a strap-on on me which started me enjoying anal play. Long story short Amanda had moved away (that is the life of military people). But when she was gone there was a kinky desire that i had that i couldn’t seem to find anybody to fufill. I had started to look around online for girls that might be into pegging but I was probably just too new to kink life style that I didn’t know how or where to properly find people to do these things with.

[FM] [Cheating] My ‘gay’ friend revenge

This is the story of how I came to cheat on my boyfriend of 2 years. It never crossed my mind for our entire relationship, we weren’t healthy by any means but I was genuinely loyal and patient.

I’m a 21 year old, I work a crappy retail job full time and I date a (lovable) idiot who we’ll call Mike. My free time goes mainly to my boyfriend, we have a great sex life and physically just being near him and cuddling kills my stress most nights. Mike’s parents are super rich so he doesn’t work as much but has his own place, he’s never wanted me to move in but I don’t mind.

Our relationship is not balanced, I’m not really allowed close male friends but he has a lot of female friends. He’s charming and handsome but I never worry about him with girls. He gets particularly pissed if I get a lift home from my coworker, Joe – he is tall, muscular. Despite it cutting 20 minutes off journeys home he doesn’t like me getting a lift with him and doesn’t get why I can’t go with someone else. Joe is bi, but I tell Mike he is gay just to calm his nerves “I don’t like him that way and even if I did he’s gay” it usually calms him down but he still feels threatened.

Not quite revenge [MF][long]

It wasn’t that Brian was a bad boyfriend, it just turned out he was gay, deeply in denial, and more than willing to use me as a beard for the rest of his life- which I wasn’t really ok with. The circumstances of our breakup were about as amicable as they could be for a youthful four-year partnership, despite the cheating and the lying and the whole ‘not into women’ sexuality.
And just for the record, if you’re hiding a boyfriend from your long-distance girlfriend (with whom you are in an open relationship, no less), don’t take them both out, at once, to the date-night spot you share with said boyfriend. I will always be grateful to that waitress who followed me to the bathroom, to tell me that the cute guy I was holding hands with was in that restaurant every Friday night, holding hands with the other cute guy sitting across from us. It wasn’t the cheating, that I could have forgiven, but the insistence that he was perfectly 100% straight that did us in.

[fm][LONG][Mega confession] I was an anal sex slave for five hours tonight… and he drugged me (with my consent)! (Some picture proof in comments)

Um, okay so this is probably one of the wildest things I’ve ever done but tonight I (26f Sydney) snuck out of home when everyone went to bed (I live with my mother and my sister) and I caught a cab into town to meet up with a guy I had been chatting to online about some… pretty interesting stuff. He’s a wealthyish older guy who’s divorced and lives alone in a high rise apartment, and me? Wel I’m just an insatiable uni student who likes getting fucked in the ass. So here’s the part where I may lose some of you – but I like to experiment with drugs every now and then, and combining them with sex is just. Whooo boy. I mean who doesn’t like getting a little drunk and boning? A puff on a joint? I’ve even done it on a half tab of acid with someone I met at a festival. Well, this guy who I met online is into some much deeper darker stuff. He offered to set up a scenario where I could go over to his house, shower and then spend the whole night till morning pushing my limits. I was in. When I got there – he offered me ice (meth), and ghb. The date rape drug, yeah that ghb. *I told you I’d lose some of you.*