Tales from a blowjob lover – intro

I absolutely love reading stories here and am beginning my own series, sharing details of some of the most memorable blowjob experiences I’ve had and continue to with my past and current partner.

My sexual journey began when I turned 18 with my then college gf. I was very inexperienced and she knew a lot more than me. She introduced me to PiV and oral and was all about pleasing me. While in hindsight her bj skills were decent and she never swallowed, except once but sure to make up for it with her enthusiasm.

After that I dated a couple of girls who were very shy and not much into giving oral. This went on a few yrs till I turned 26 and met the woman of my dreams, we’ll almost. She was an older woman and what started as a fling became a 2 yr relationship, mainly because she was all about spoiling me in bed. She even said that after first few dates that if we stayed together I will be spoiled like never before and she sure did. Bj’s every time we met. Swallowed each and every time, gavee me long drawn bj’s even upto an hour long and laterally let me have my way, anytime I wanted. She spoiled me to the point that my next 2 relationships couldn’t last more than a few months cos I missed the sex so much.

Judgmental Church-wife [F26/F33/M40] [Masturbation][Exhibitionism][Voyeurism]

Victor and I had already been married for several years at this point and fully committed ourselves to each other and the health and growth of our intimacy and connectedness. Of all our friends and family, we knew–with some sadness for the others–that we had the strongest relationship and a jealousy-inducing sexual life. We were, without a doubt, a power couple saturated with trust and true love. We liked it that way!

Lydia was an acquaintance of both of us; we’d all met briefly at a small church-sponsored event in our subdivision. Victor and I are far from atheists, but harbor a justified hatred for the contrived and pride-fueling traditions of religion. One of the many reasons for our distaste for organized religion was ironically captured by the frequent, yet silent, judgmental looks Lydia gave us at the event. She was obviously extremely displeased with our presence, but neither of us could really figure out why. Something, though, had set off Lydia’s judgment engine, and it was running on overdrive.

We didn’t mention it to each other at the event, assuming that Lydia just didn’t like one of us. So, neither of us knew the other was receiving the same judgmental looks. Lydia seemed careful to make sure both received them individually, and we certainly did.

Advent-urous Calendar Part 3: Lazy Morning Sex [MF]

Clara (35) and my (39) sexy Advent calendar adventures continued. I was totally addled that I was probably going to get laid by my wife for 25 days straight and this wasn’t even my actual Christmas present. Last nights Advent-ure had us fucking around the kitchen until the wee hours of the morning as we furiously baked cupcakes for our neighborhoods annual fundraising drive. We passed out on the couch mostly naked together, our kitchen smelling like a bake shop and a sex dungeon.

As I awoke, my eyes traced Clara’s naked body, still vaguely covered in my flour handprints on her hips, tits and neck.

She stirred as well as my hand absentmindedly traced her body over her breasts. She looked up at me sleepily and smiled her hand drifting to my cock, clearly remembering as I was the messy fun of the night before.

“Mmmm, you really enjoyed baking cupcakes, huh?” She purred softly. “Mmhmm” I growled back at her. “Me too” came the sleepy response as she closed her eyes and continued stroking my self-rising shaft.

Advent-urous Calendar Part 2 [MF]

My wife Clara (35F) gave me(39M) a sexy advent calendar this year. Day 1 and 2 were amazing and they just kept getting better.

Day 3: Frost my Cupcakes

Clara and I started baking marathon for our annual neighborhood charity fundraiser. It’s quite the affair because we bake tons of cupcakes in one evening using our double ovens and ninja. It’s always a late night project because we start late and always at the last minute.

I didn’t realize Clara had other plans. We got our first batch in and she was in my arms kissing me furiously. She really only has to kiss me to get me fully erect. I hear whispered in my ear, “let’s fuck between batches.” It’s not one minute before she’s pants off splayed on the dining table, pussy lubed up with a spoonful of coconut oil from the kitchen, Guiding my cock into that sweet honey hole.

I [M] dared my wife [F] to flash a driver and a slow moving train

I love showing my wife off and having her do nude dares in public every so often. She almost always covers up when she’s doing a dare and people get in sight, however she seems to have given a few kinds of a people a full pass to see her naked, out of respect. She feels that train conductors and truck drivers are significantly underappreciated and gave me permission to flash her to them. Challenge accepted!

A month ago, we were road tripping and she was stark naked in the passenger seat. I slowed down right next to a big rig driver’s cabin and honked so he’d look down and see my wife in her naked glory. He grinned ear to ear and honked his horn. He got a good 20 second look, all while my wife is giggling and turning red, but not covering up!

Yesterday, we were smoking outside in the city, near train tracks. A large freight train approached at a very low speed, so I pulled the straps of her sundress off her shoulders and exposed her breasts right to the conductor, giving him a great look. He opened a side window and stuck out a thumbs up as he passed. My wife had amazing breasts and would be a delight for anyone to see. Perfect perky pair.

Balcony Masturbation [F18] [Public, exhibitionism]

Just another little excerpt from a thing. Enjoy! <3

She slides open the balcony door and steps out. The view from the tenth floor is perfect: the beach is right there and stretches out towards the sapphire blue water and then, beyond that, nothing. The horizon seems to promise endless adventure. Heather inhales deeply the smell of the ocean and feels a sort of calm overcome her that can only be described as peace.

There’s all sorts of people down below. The beach is crowded. The sidewalks are crowded. Heather is feeling herself become more and more impulsive day by day and without even thinking the girl reaches behind her to undo the strings of her bikini top and simply lets it fall to the ground at her feet. Her breasts, once free, hang only slightly and the pink of her nipples shines in the warm sun. It excites her, the idea that anyone below could glance up and see her there. Her eyes scan for someone, anyone who might be looking.

[M/f] [incest] The champagne room

I have a confession to make. One that weighs on me so heavily. One that I think only you can hear. I don’t even really know where to start, and despite having a lot of reasons to justify, to defend, they sound more like hollow excuses to me. I will let you be the judge.

This story starts many decades ago, in Silcox, a small town in Wyoming. My name is Jack De Vaalt, and I was born there. So was my wife, Janice Pershing. The town was run more like a Christian cult than anything else. Strict morals, curfews, you name it, we had it. Everything in the pursuit of purity. I was never made for that. I was made for the pleasures of life. I was made to sit by the ocean sipping a drink. I was made for love. For bliss. Or, as they would call it there, eternal damnation. I got an early start of trouble by getting caught making out with Janice in a parking lot. The only solution? Getting married of course. And so we did. I was 21, she wasn’t even 18 quite yet. We had to get a special approval. But off we want, to married life. It took us a couple years, but we ended up pregnant. We gave birth to our first, and only, child, sweet lovely Nicole Anne De Vaalt. And a few years later, I managed to persuade Janice to leave Silcox and start a new life. We basically had to run off in the night, like rats through the sewers. We picked Las Vegas. For a man like me, the perfect place. All amusement, all entertainment, available. A true haven of pleasure, an endless supply of endorphins at your fingertips. Janice accepted her fate, more out of obedience than true desire of freedom.

[MF] listened to wife being a cheating slut

I needed to tell this somewhere, I’ve had suspicions for a while now that my wife is cheating on me. I’ve recently found texts on her phone which confirmed it. 1 text inparticular stood out more than the rest because she was inviting him over as soon as I had left for work.

I should be angry but I’m not the most faithful myself so I found it a bit of a turn on. I decided instead I would make her think I had left for work but instead hide in the wardrobe.

It was easier than I had planned, she woke up and got in the shower, I shouted Goodbye and slammed the house door then climbed into the wardrobe.

30 minutes later I was hearing her moan and listening to her getting pounded as I stood in the wardrobe wanking.

Being Neighborly Part 2[MF][Voyeur][Self-Satisfaction]

All characters in the story are aged 18+.

“Thomas, before you go there is something that I need from you. Well now that you’ve seen me topless, I need to see you topless. Now change in to your board shorts and come join me in this pool.” Emily said.

I wasn’t sure what I should do, but when I looked back at her she was making a shooing gesture with her hand. I walked in and took my time looking for my board shorts trying to get my mind off of Emily hoping beyond hope that my cock would lose its rigidity, however the more I tried the more my thoughts wandered to her in front of me topless, the feel of her soft hand on my cheek and the warmth of her breath on my ear. All of this only made things tougher, especially putting on my shorts and trying to position my cock in a way that it wouldn’t be so obvious. Then I thought maybe if I was fast enough I could dive into the pool without her noticing.

Fingering wife’s friend

After we got our pool my wife’s friends would could over to swim. One night after several drinks my wife decided she was going to bed. That left two of her friends and me to continue to swim. After a bit, I started to realize one of the girls was causality flirting with me. I thought this was strange at first but also made me think this was a set up. She would swim close to me and brush my crotch. Obviously I started to get hard. The other girl was obvious to any of this. The next time she swam by me I reached out and felt her breast. Her nipple was growing in my hand. Then she swam away with a smile. After a bit the other girl got out and sat on a chair by the shallow end of the pool. My new friend and I floated close to her. Being that is was dark and the pool lights where off she did not know that I was stroking my wife’s friends clit and putting my finger deep inside her. The girls keep on chatting then I felt her pussy start to contract holding my finger in place. The other girl never new, and thankfully my wife now ex wife never found out.

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