A little secret for the ladies: the sexiest thing in the world to a man is a lady who is actually lusty and horny enough to get kinky. (and visa versa?) She loves me and it gets her horny to see how far I will go to please her. I think she digs the control–not even realizing it’s a form of femdom sex and of male submission just to get some action–any action. Does that sound desperate? I plead guilty. The rule I must follow in our house is that anytime I cum, she cums or any cum flows, I must lick it or slurp it up and swallow it, whether with her or alone. …Or, as I am a now willing cuckold, I must invite her chosen bull by phone by voice and thank him after they have sex and then lick her lubed up lady parts until orgasm and then until squeaky clean … and display each time I swallow their cum while she watches it disappear down my throat…before I can have sex with her again, next episode. I really knew this worked for us when the first time a stud filled her to messy and overflowing and I immediately went down on her, she had the biggest orgasm she ever had and actually had a female ejaculation for the first time in her life and I got to feel it, taste it, and swallow all her (and his) orgasm juices. We were trembling after. I will never forget that moment. I was sold. That extra strong dose of testosterone from her young virile bull sooner or later helps to fix my Erectile Dysfunction. It is easy to find a young horny college guy to regularly service my 62 y.o. wife and she really likes a hard pounding that makes her boobs bounce like googly eyes…but I can’t give her that so much anymore. She absolutely wants me to watch the action closely and hold her hand or kiss her nipples as she has sex with her bull. I do like to hold her hand because to me it means she is still true to me even as she is fucking and she knows I will still love her and kiss her all over even as she is over flowing with another man’s sperm. This all started when I told her I had a dream of this scene and she found it interesting and asked me if I really thought I could handle that in real life. I told her since I can’t often keep decent erections, she shouldn’t be ashamed to want really good sex anyway and I would help her in any way I could. I could see the gears in her mind turning about the possibilities as she raised her eyebrows and bit her lip in stunned surprise. Thankfully, she is open minded. I love my bride of 40 years plus with the age difference I don’t have to worry they’ll fall in love for each other…its just about some really horny spiced up sex. She likes thick cum that she can pick up and lay upon my tongue. Then she goes to take a 15 minute shower while I make our bed and expects me to show her the load afterward before swallowing, so a really thick cumshot is better for lasting the whole 15 minutes. The thin stuff just disappears and dissolves away, and then she can’t see the cum get swallowed. I’m not sure why that is so important to her, but she wants me to still taste his cum when I wake up the next morning so I don’t brush my teeth before bed on our sex nights. The young stuff is kinda bitter due to all its testosterone but my own cum with its Low-T tastes mellower –like salted butter…and no aftertaste after only 5 minutes. The kinky stuff: Cock cages and chastity does not work for us…We are not really into domination or giving or receiving any humiliations…ED issues are effective enough on that score..in fact we use our kinky variety to build excitement and overcome ED. Sometimes she tells me to load a small syringe as thick as a bic pen (no needle) with his cum and use it to fill my cock with his cum, pre-loading it, then inseminating her mouth with his cum as it flows through my cock. Really thick chunky cum stays in better if inserted at least 4 inches deep, but the thin stuff just pushes out too fast…But hey…That’s the only way I get a BJ these days. Before we began this sort of fun, the last BJ to completion she gave me was 30 years ago. So this is the only way it turns her on to do BJs. ….Sometimes she just gives the bull a handjob sending strings of cum toward my face or mouth if her bull is able to do that. Then she milks the last few drops out of his cock, one at a time and has me lick each drop out of his cum hole with the tip of my tongue. But I’ll only do it if she is the one doing the milking of each drop up to the tip of his cock.,,,not him. Sometime she asks her bull if he wants me to massage his cum hole for 5 minutes with the tip of my hard tongue. I’m surprised how often the bulls want that. I don’t like it so much… as it seems a little gay to me. But I’ll gladly do it for my wife if she is holding his erect cock solidly still and spreading his cum hole open as I massage as deep as my tongue can go. Instead of squeezing my balls she epilates all the hair off them and just before any form of sex she “strangles” them with a thick purple rubber band (found on broccoli at the store) which increases my urgency to ejaculate faster and not take so much of her time….(else my balls get too painfully purple) She loves me and it really makes her horny to see how far I will go to please her. A little secret ladies: the sexiest thing in the world to a man is a lady who is actually lusty and horny enough to get kinky. (and visa versa?) This all works because she strictly demands her chosen nerdy college boy-bull to be respectful toward me or he will be replaced by another horny dude. She has been known to audition up to 5 guys (one at a time) She prefers guys with upturned cocks that rub up toward her belly button when fully “balls deep” and likes cocks a little longer than mine because I can rarely and barely touch her cervix, which she likes slowly massaged and wet-kissed (jizzed) by a longer cock than I got. After some practice and sensitivity adjustments one bull found out the joys of pressing the tip of his cock hard against her cervix opening and ejaculating straight into her womb. When she could actually feel his jizz flow into her cervix she almost cried with lust. having never even dreamt of such an experience. She inhaled so deeply and squeezed my hand so hard I couldn’t believe it and her toes got cramped from too much stimulation and she said she nearly fainted. She said she felt her cervix bouncing quivering in response. Needless to say she wanted and got alot more of that treatment. I’m glad she gets so horny from experiences I just cannot give her. We start off slowly by having these college boys (they have separate tryouts) jism her nipples, (extra points for them on second audition if they don’t whack themselves off but can cum on her boobs by my hand, jacking off his cock onto her) but I must noisily slurp her boobs clean and put it in a little syringe …but each one must leave the house first so as not to embarrass me. I never thought it would come to this, but ED puts you in a compromised situation. But now I’m like Pavlov’s dogs. After I lap up some cum I get sex to a happy ending…so I learned, or was trained, to look forward to inviting her bull over. She wants to hear each invitation conversation and rewards me with a big wonderful kiss and lets me feel up her boobs and kiss and lick one naked nipple (for only 10 seconds, no more, just a taste)…. if he says he will come over right away. Sometimes the bull tells me to lube her up with my mouth or my own semen before he arrives because he is in the mood for sloppy seconds. I really get off on that since my jism just pours out of her as it is forced back out of her vagina as his cock slides toward her cervix dispacing my sperm. My job is to collect my overflowing jism in a shot glass as it pours out her vagina and drink it while they begin to twitch into each others bodies. That trick seems to turn their afterburners on. She loves thick, heavy loads and wants me to be sure to take 10 L-Arginine + Ornithine pills everyday and a tablespoon of white maca powder to be sure I unload a gusher as big as any 20 y.o. could. The grand finale in that scene is I am lapping up all the cum from all three orgasms…maybe someday four or … more?–if we do group-sex with more college boys. Believe me, these boys are pretty open minded (horny) about getting lucky even with 60yo couples. And when my wife finds one who really excites her, she feels it necessary to meet his needs in order to keep him coming back. One bull wanted it 6 days a week….and got it! I tried to keep up but my cock couldn’t. Luckily my tongue has no ED at all…but she got so tired she even refused my tongue-gasms after a while. His semen was bitter and absolutely loaded with testosterone. My tongue both top and bottom and my whole mouth would absolutely tingle as I absorbed the testosterone into my bloodstream….and I could feel my manhood rising with my testosterone levels. So that was fun until he graduated. So, anyway, I’m pretty sure I get more marital sex than 60% of 60 year olds. Just know that 60yo guys with ED can still get as horny as any 18yo…and as often….and I will do most anything to keep my sex life in gear. USE it or LOSE it…and submissive sex is far better than no sex. Been there, Done that. The more I enable her and her bull, the more I get laid, ….Win, Win, Win, Right? This all continues because our understanding is that I get to orgasmic sex with her every single time she fucks a bull. It really re-ignited her lost sex drive, and that turns me on. My wife slyly likes to turn the tables on me too. She remembers all the sex treats I asked for over the years such as a ball massage with both balls in her mouth. So she tells me to demonstrate how I want it done to me. So she gathers the bull’s balls into a little bouquet and says, “Show me. How you want your balls massaged, Mr Cuck? Show me you you want me to do it on you.” I don’t know why she was so hesitant to do that for me all these years,,,it was easy… So she says, “Look in my eyes. Now massage those balls in your mouth and roll them around in his scrotum with your tongue.” So I did as told and the bull’s eyes roll back as she starts to jack him off toward the ceiling. She saw that and immediately got turned on and next thing you know she’s got both his balls in her mouth, tells me to jack off that cock off and he is moaning with pleasure. Never saw a guy cum so fast. It spurted into my other hand and I was about to lick it off when she got up off her knees and started sucking his jism off my fingers. Wish it was me getting a double ball massage, but I guess I still got stuff to look forward to. I had one in my life. It was from my wife and it was something to never forget. I’m reminded how good it was every time I’m rolling a pair of balls in my mouth at her request. It’s one of her favorite things for me to do. Sometimes I think I should have been a porn director, purposed to re-ignite lost sex drive marriages. I would like to do an autobiographical film of what must be a unique sex life….and but expect most would find it to wild to contemplate for themselves.
Tag: Straight
Shawna: Roma Revenge – Part XVI – You can’t go home again [MF]
The next day was more of the same, as was the next. I endured stares and false smiles in the office, then went home and abandoned myself in pursuit of easy sex. I told myself that I was reclaiming my life, but as days turned to weeks, I found myself withdrawing instead. I couldn’t go to the gym for fear of running into Chris and his hurt gaze. The clubs and bars bored me; my conquests felt hollow and meaningless. Even Kat eventually stopped coming around for her little booty calls.
My mood darkened as well. I found myself angry or cranky all the time, with no patience for the social engineering I’d used to fill my days with. I couldn’t keep my face warm long enough to convince everyone around that I was as important as I needed them to believe, and they’d seen that my untrained “sister” could do just as good a job as I could.
And of course, they asked after her constantly. Where had she gone? How was she doing? when would she be visiting again? Why had I never told anyone about her? After a while, I just started locking my office door in the morning.
It was my sixth week as a man – as myself, I kept correcting, my sixth week as myself – I got a message to meet Diana at the cafe. I headed over at noon, ordering my liquid lunch from a dark-haired barista with a bad attitude. She glared at me while she made my coffee, slammed it on the counter, and told me to “have a nice day” in a voice that could have melted paint.
“What a bitch,” I said, sitting across from Diana. Katlyn joined us as about the same time, taking the third seat at what had once been our usual table. I pulled a flask out of my jacket and irished up my coffee while she got comfortable, then realized she and Diana were both staring at me.
“What?” I asked angrily. “Can’t a man have a drink with lunch?
“It’s not that,” Diana said gently. “Well, not just that. It’s…”
“You’re circling the drain,” Katlyn declared.
I glared at her. “What is this, a medical drama?”
Kat held up her hands, palms out. “Socially. Emotionally. Look at yourself. Do you feel like you’re the king of the mountain? Because you sure don’t look it.”
I looked down at myself. My shirt wasn’t ironed, and my tie wasn’t sitting as straight as it should have been. “Whatever. I’m having a bad day.”
“You seem to have had a lot of bad days,” Diana said firmly. “I talked to Debra.”
“Remind me to fire her.”
“Shawn!” Katlyn leaned over and grabbed my arm. “What the hell is wrong with you? You weren’t like this, when-”
“When what? When I was a woman?” I scoffed, pulling away from her grip. “That was never me. That was a prison.”
“Do you feel released?”
Diana touched Katlyn’s hand to shush her. “We talked to Pam, too,” she said. “She said… well, they’re considering replacing you.”
“Good! I’ll quit! Retire even! See America! Fuck a girl in every state! I’ll call it the Shawn Milner Boner Tour!”
“Shawn, stop!” Katlyn grabbed at me again. “Why are you so angry?”
“Why shouldn’t I be? You two don’t like who I am. Everyone in the office wants my goddamn ‘sister’ back. Even the coffee girl fucking hates me for some reason.”
“Coffee girl?” Katlyn leaned over. “The new one”
“Yeah, I guess. Maybe she’s in the wrong line of work.”
“Oh, Shawn,” Kat said, smirking, “that’s… oh jeez.”
“What?”
“Didn’t you see her name tag? It’s right there on her boob, I figured you’d glance at least.”
“I didn’t really care. Why? What’s it say?”
“Tammy.”
I nearly sprayed my drink across the table. “Tammy??” I asked in a hushed voice, glancing back at the counter. “As in Tommy Tammy?”
“Yeah. I guess she’s coping a little worse than you did.”
I snuck a better look over there. It was Tammy all right, dressed in the silly green uniform and apron, slinging coffees and looking generally exhausted. “Holy shit.”
“Yeah.” Diana sighed. “I wanted to show you where she ended up just out of interest, but looking at you now… are you sure you’re all right?”
“Apparently not. I thought I’d just slip back into my life, but it’s not…”
“Yeah. It’s not right, for a bunch of reasons.”
“Well, it’s not like I can undo any of it. I did what I had to do… we all did. And I’m still grateful to both of you. But it is what it is. This is who I am, now.”
“Well…” Kat looked over at Tammy. “It doesn’t have to be, you know…”
“You’re shitting me.” I thumped my cup on the table between us. It splashed hot coffee on my hand, but I ignored the pain. “After everything I went through. All that work. Using a good man like that. Ruining the lives of those people who cursed me. Fucking my ex-friend. And now you want me to… to undo it all?”
Kat shrugged. “It was just a thought.”
“Yeah… just a thought…” I shook my head. “Got a few too many of those, lately.”
Diana reached over to lay her hand on mine. “What thought are you having now, Shawn?”
I looked up and met her eyes. The words came out before I had a chance to think about them. Hell, for a second I wasn’t certain it was me talking. But I spoke nonetheless.
“I’ve made a huge mistake.”
Late night encounters with my friend’s mom. (M/F)
I’ve mentioned before that, even though we were only 18/19, she was ok with us drinking at the house as long as no one drove away drunk. They had a basement that we could pretty much go ham in on the weekends. Naturally, we did that often, leading to numerous occasions where we’d manage to sneak off while everyone else was preoccupied partying downstairs or late at night after everyone had passed out.
One particular night, a friend had picked me up from u/miamya1’s house so we could take a little road trip (smoke a bowl). Everyone else had been talking about going to another party that night, and somewhere in the time I was gone had found a ride and moved en mass to the other side of town. When I got back I was good and stoned, as well as pretty drunk, and wondering where the hell the party went. Miamya explained they’d all left, and that she would take me to the party if I wanted to meet up with them there. But we both had slightly different plans for the rest of the evening.
At the nude beach parts III and IV – MFm
(There’s not as much action here as in parts I and III. IV will be VERY action-based, though, no buildup nor denouement, a true one-handed read.)
Glistening in the sun the evidence of our sweat release mingled, the thick whiteness of my forceful release cooling to the temperature of her sweat, her wetness mingling with the traces of lube between her thighs. We were still locked together, her left hand wrapped around my now-limp potence, my hand gently toying the entrance of her ass, a non-comital tease. I don’t know how long we would have stayed locked like that, but Geoff broke the silence.
“Right, we ought to clean up. You made quite a mess of her Ian.”
I stared to speak but he stopped me.
“Not that there’s anything wrong with that. We just might all feel a little better if we clean up.”
All plugged up [M/F]
One day, my friend sent me a reddit link for jewel and princess plugs and I’ll admit, some of the pictures were hot as fuck which made me curious. Curious about the plugs…I already satisfy and continue to satisfy my female curiosity. So I bought one to surprise him with. As usual when we are together one thing leads to the next quickly because of this weird need or want to touch each other even at the most inappropriate times. This time we happened to be alone in my office with the door closed and locked and the blinds closed on the windows. He commanded that I assume the position: bent over my desk so he could have free access to his favorite of my assets… My ass. As I spread my legs and bend over resting my upper body on the desk and wiggling my ass at him in the air his hands were on me….everywhere. I was wearing leggings, no panties and I had my new little toy in. As he slid his hands down my ass under my pants to my oh so smooth waxed pussy, he teased my pussy lips with his fingers before moving north to my plug. When his fingers met it he stopped for a split second then slowly started tapping on it while growling his approval in my ear. With every tap of the plug, it was assaulting my ass driving bits of pleasure and pain straight to my pussy making it ridiculously wet. He knew exactly what he was doing and the more I wriggled and writhed under him the harder he tapped. After a few minutes I was on the edge of orgasim when he pulled my leggings down and spread my ass cheeks so he could enjoy the view. When he was seated behind me with my ass spread open he started licking my pussy from my clit all the way to my plug agonizingly slowly. Tasting every part of me, dipping his tounge into my wanting pussy lapping up my juices. When he got to the plug he grabbed the edge between his teeth and pulled back gently which sent ripples if pleasure through me. My ass was holding onto it like a vice and every time he moved his head back working against it, it would bring me closer to the edge. I needed him at that moment and when I asked, he wordlessly complied. After freeing his rock hard cock from him pants he leaned down gave my pussy one last sloppy lick then rammed every inch of his big hard cock into to. Between being filled to the brim by him and the fullness from the plug I was done. With his first stroke he pushed down on it as he slammed into me over and over and I spiraled into my orgasim which racked my body so hard he had to hold me down with his free hand. My pussy was clinching and pulsing so hard around his cock that he exploded inside me in minutes. Before he pulled out he told me to relax and proceeded to pull the plug out of my ass slowly so he would hurt me. Once he was out he pushed the plug into my pussy to hold his cum in until I could go clean up…..
Hot Sun, Warm Cum, and Cool Sand – Part IV (Final) – [Straight] [Fm]
(Part IV. Last Part. I finished it with the orgasm, since a lot of denouement is out of place in this sub. There are more Ian, Tess, and Geoff stories I could write, so if they’re well-received and I do another I’ll start with a few words about the end of this one. As always, let me know what you think, or what you’d like to hear more/less of.)
We were alone, just Tess and I in the small clearing. Soft grass sprung up between our toes as we stood naked in nature. Her demand, ‘tell me what you want’ hung in my mind. I set the bum lube (the hot pink label proclaimed it ‘sASSy’) and the extra-thin, large latex durexes (durexii?) into the crook of a tree. I turned around, looking at Tess’s slender stomach, soft rosé rose nipples, and the gleaming piercing coddled between the lips of her sex.
She looked at me expectantly. “Well?”
“Stay there.” I took the two steps forward and pushed her against the tree, spreading her legs slightly with my knee. Staring into her eyes I saw anticipation. My hand slid around her ass, pulling her forward until my soft tip pressed to her piercing. I slapped her ass.
The Atwood Project Chapter 1 [M/F]
*They told me this was a social experiment.*
The woman led him down a wide hall lined with offices on both sides, all with doors closed tight. One or two here and there had the blinds open so that he could see inside, see the person or people inside as they worked. The offices were immaculate, the people busy. Like they had nothing else in the world to live for besides their jobs.
He looked down at his tie, dark purple with faint gold geometric patterns, against his beige, pin-striped shirt. Shit, how long had his tie been crooked? He shifted the bulky employee’s manual to his left hand and did his best to make the damn thing look right. He had never learned how to tie a tie. He wasn’t the tie-wearing type in the first place. And his dark-gray slacks were reaching into places they shouldn’t and pinching his balls.
Give him a good, worn pair of jeans and a loose-fitting t-shirt any day!
First Threesome m/f/f
So it was a usual Friday night and I decided to chill with a couple of friends and smoke a bowl. They came to pick me up and we smoked till we got to this scenic place in the city. Kinda like a make out cliff. We smoke there for a while when they started to laugh uncontrollably. They were stoned. I didn’t feel much except for being sleepy with me being in the backseat. I see the first girl, Tiffany, lean over to the second, Rachel, and whisper in her ear. I had no idea what was going on so I just kept chilling. Then Tiffany looked back to me “You wanna see something cool?” I didn’t know what to expect but too sleepy to be interested I said sure. She started to pull Rachel to her and they started to make out first slow then faster. I could hear them both moan and see their hands wonder their bodies. and Tiffany started to bite Rachel’s neck. Their both about the same body type. Not big but have curves with large chests. After that subsided she packed another bowl. My blood was rushing straight down. She took a hit and kissed Rachel again. They both got pretty good hits. She looked over to me “You wanna try it?” I agreed obviously. She climbed into the back and took another and we started to make out getting pretty good hits ourselves with some tongue in the middle of it all. Then she started to climb onto my lap and we started to make out more.
Now I could understand Rachel and I have been talking for a while and confessed we both wanted to fuck around. But I barley knew Tiffany and she was biting her lip watching. Rachael got off and Tiffany jumped onto me. Me and Tiffany started to make out and she bite at my neck which was a new one to me but I returned the favor. After a while Tiffany and Rachael started to make out with each other while laying on me with a stray hand slowly caressing my dick. I still don’t know who’s hand it was. Then Rachel whispered to Tiffany and they kissed and she turned to me “We wanna see you on top…” Posting part two tomorrow
Always watching [M][F][STR] fiction [repost from /r/sexstories]
She watched him get off the bus, as she always watched. He turned and went to his apartment across the street. He was thinking of her as he walked up to his upper floor apartment, remembering her hot red underwear she was wearing the the night before. He couldn’t help fantasising about deliberately sitting next to her and striking up a conversation, a conversation that would ultimately lead them to his room where he could imagine what her warm firm breasts would feel like in his hands. Inside he desired deeply to hold and squeeze her close, his heart thumped passionately against his chest as he quickened his pace. He was lucky, last night and could make out her full body clad only in sexy red lingerie through her window as she took selfies.
Hot sun, Warm cum, and Cool sand – Part III [Straight] MFm [Exh Voy]
(There’s not as much action here as in parts I and III. IV will be VERY action-based, though, no buildup nor denouement, a true one-handed read.)
Glistening in the sun the evidence of our sweat release mingled, the thick whiteness of my forceful release cooling to the temperature of her sweat, her wetness mingling with the traces of lube between her thighs. We were still locked together, her left hand wrapped around my now-limp potence, my hand gently toying the entrance of her ass, a non-comital tease. I don’t know how long we would have stayed locked like that, but Geoff broke the silence.
“Right, we ought to clean up. You made quite a mess of her Ian.”
I stared to speak but he stopped me.
“Not that there’s anything wrong with that. We just might all feel a little better if we clean up.”