The three of us tidied up, loading the dishwasher, it was a slightly awkward end to the night, but Eve and I headed upstairs as hubby finished downstairs, locking the door and sorting the dog out, as we got to the top of the stairs Eve turned and touched my arm
“Tonight was nice, I really enjoyed it” she said
“Yes I know, it was awkward at times but I’m glad he got to know you”
“Yes, you’re very lucky, I was half expecting him to look to end up in a threeway, especially when he asked me to stay”
“Yes I wasn’t expecting that, I did warn him not to expect that”
“Shame” said Eve as she kissed me and turned towards the guest room, she got to the door, turned abs blew me a kiss before disappearing into the room and closing the door
Tag: Porn
School days (A highschool student hookup written in the style of angsty smut) [M/F]
# Part 1
He was furious, she was unwilling to back down. He had his future to think of. She only thought of what was right. He wanted her to just bend a little, but her strength of character was worth much more than the empty promises of the school’s heartthrob.
What can one do when logic fails. When years of hard work could be undone by a careless whisper? Unable to contain his fury he lashes out. Thrusting out his arm to block her way forward. That was all he wanted. But in his fury he couldn’t control his strength. His arm flew past mere inches from her head…
The palm stuck the wall with a resounding clap. He himself did not realize how hard he lashed out. The pain reverberating though his hand up his elbows and to his shoulders. But his face? Not an ounce of pain is shown. His self control working over time to keep her face in focus. His upper lip curling upwards slightly, in an apparent show of disdain.
Learning to fuck my twink ass with big toys [M]
So to start off I am now in my 30s but have been reminiscing about my high school experimentation years.
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I was a popular guy, always had a girlfriend and had no issues hooking up with girls my age. I was straight but did spend 1/2 my “porn time” looking up and jacking off to gay porn of all kinds. I assumed maybe this was normal? I was a small teen- literally 4ft 11 my freshman year but graduated at 6ft – always very thin but athletic. I played soccer, was semi grunge, and had shaggy blonde hair if that helps put a picture in your head.
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These particular memories are about teen me eagerly wanting to put anything and everything dick shaped in my ass as I was not ready to admit I may have wanted the real thing. It started small with permanent markers and hair brush handles and ended with an 8 inch plastic tool designed to help blenders mix better, deep in my ass.
I literally would use it, wash it and put it back in the rando drawer in the kitchen. I had a little stache in my closet with a dozen “toys”. They were all hard plastic toys, or tube shaped objects and my little ass was so tight I couldn’t ever get things as wide or deep as I wanted without extreme effort.
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Buddy fun turns into orgy
I always had my suspicions about Nathen. Ever since high school, he carried himself with this inexplicable swagger. He was handsome of course, but always seemed to lack some depth for emotional connections. Based on our conversations, he had the capacity to carry his emotions, yet he never extended it to the girls that he was involved with. Something always seemed to be missing.
Nathen and I got to know each other through sports in school. He played opposite me on the soccer field—I played left wing, him right. He was also a fellow lightweight on the wrestling team, which offered me up the first opportunity to see what all the girls must have been gawking at.
His frame was small, much like my own, but he filled out the lower part of his singlet quite impeccably. I didn’t really get to see much from an anterior perspective, but on one occasion in which he was slightly overweight, he dropped his boxers to expose a chiseled posterior when stepping back onto the scale. Dimples graced his glutei like that of a gladiator. As soon as I noticed how this was making me feel, I immediately looked away. After all, I was straight and had a girlfriend.
[Group] The most epic sex I’ve ever had.
So a woman I was seeing and I decided we wanted to participate in some form of group sex, anything from a threesome to an orgy. Like most people we wanted to remain discreet, so we perused Craigslist (before they shut down Personal Ads). We found a local couple that was hosting a house party for a handful of couples which sounded like the perfect situation.
We KIK’d back and forth with them for a couple of days as we coordinated everything. They had about 5 sets of couples to include themselves lined up. All the rules had been established and agreed upon.
The day of the party came and the couple informed us that all the other couples had backed out so they were thinking of just cancelling. We had exchanged faceless pics with this couple and knew they had decent bodies so we told them we were still interested in playing with them if they were still interested. They said they were game so we planned on meeting at a local bar to chat for a bit first.
[M] Home for the holidays
This happened close to 2 years ago now, I was still in university and went to stay at my parent’s house over christmas.
Right at the start of my little vacation, I get a message from my ex wishing me a happy holidays. I didn’t think much of it, wasn’t out of the ordinary at all. Now at this point I hadn’t seen her in about 6 months, we met while she was working a co-op position but after it ended and she moved back for school the distance made things a bit difficult. Mutually we decided to end it, keeping in touch but moving on.
You could say our relationship was hot and fast while it was active, though. By the end of the night after the first date we were in the same bed and it only grew from there. A high sex drive and schedules too busy to find relief elsewhere ment we were seeing eachother a lot, and more often than not getting out our sexual frustration.
After catching up a bit during the start of the winter break I realized what this was. At this point we were both stuck at home with no outlet and the tensions started building.
Hesitant Little One Traps Her Daddy [MF]
I hear a timid knock at the door.
Hi… Jessa is it?
I watch as you creak the heavy door open to peek your adorable little face into my lair.
It’s a small, warm place… with a variety of… toys… tools of the trade really….
I’m just one of many expert craftsmen…
Your hair is brown, curly, a bit wild. You look like you’ve just sprinted across from University classes.
Your lightly freckled cheeks and glasses peek through the half-opened door.
Your face is extremely flushed.
You look…
Absolutely terrified…
“Are you… are you ummm….”
I smile warmly as you stammer. The tanned skin of my face creases into deep laugh lines… a bit weathered, I’ve seen a bit too much sun and good times, but… that’s what comes with the territory in this industry…
I run a hand through my thick dark hair, ragged bands of silver crisscrossing through it.
I’m fifty years old… but I like to think I still have the charm… and libido… of a strapping young man…
My clients and online reviews seem to agree…
You on the other hand… my little treat…
[MF] Obsessions with pussy licking
All right, so this post may be a bit wrong to be in here, so please let me know and I’ll delete it immediately :)
I’m male, and if i described every unusual or naughty case of me going down on a girl, it would be quite a big book. Pretty much from the very first time i saw porn (probably pics, not even videos) i got curious about women’s anatomy down there. I would observe all the little details – shapes, size of labia, clitoris, colour, hair, reaction to stimulation (ahhh, good old first porn VIDEOS), *everything*. I knew straight away – ‘i want more than the view, please give me a chance to taste and smell these beauties’. And then i got myself a girlfriend and we got sexually active. Several valuable lessons were learnt about me and my interests:
[MMF][MM] My female friend helped me figure out if I was bisexual (Long)
I posted this on/r/gaystoriesgonewild, but figured it’s kind of a bi story, so posting it here too.
I’m a sophomore in college right now, but this happened last year when I first started dorming.
All my life I told myself I was straight, but I’ve secretly always been bicurious. Hell, the first time I masturbated was to gay porn. Over the years, I would jerk off to it but would always feel ashamed afterwards. That’s toxic masculinity or whatever for you. Over time it got a little better, but I still always kept that part of myself hidden.
Anyways, when I got to college, I suddenly felt way more open to basically everything. Maybe it was living somewhere new, or being surrounded with new people and new friends, but I started becoming more and more curious about what gay sex felt like.
(28f) Telling a guy to cum on my face [FM]
Facials. For some they’re a god-tier level finishing move. For some they’re the ultimate expression of dominance/submission. For some they’re a ‘No fucking way, what’s even the point?’ And for some they’re just a waste of good cum.
For me personally, they’re none of these things. They’re just fun. And, often, weirdly practical. Before i get into telling my deeply un-erotic facial fable, let me first explain my thinking behind this rationale, as I feel it’ll help make sense of the nonsense that follows. Don’t worry, I’ll try to be brief. (Frequent readers of mine will know this is impossible. You’ve been warned.)
Why do I find facials fun? Principally because I take a great deal of delight in making a guy cum. It’s an act in and of itself hugely satisfying and, for a competitive soul like myself, there’s even a very pleasurable sense of ‘victory’ in it. How does this relate specifically to facials? Mainly due to (I assume) the prevalence of a ‘visual finish’ in mainstream porn, the humble cum-covered-face as become a favourite of a large cross section of guys. As a result, when given the choice, many will opt for a facial finish as their preference. If they’re getting to cum on a place they enjoy, they’re having more fun. If they’re having more fun, then so am I (and so is the sense of having ‘won’!)