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I had gone over to my friend Tom’s house to watch football on pay per
view TV. I arrived before the game, grabbed a beer and made myself
comfortable in front of the television. By the time the game started
there were about five guys I knew sitting around the room, there were a
few guys I hadn’t met before. Tom introduced them as people he played
football with. We settled in to watch the match.
About five minutes into the game two more of Tom’s friends I hadn’t met
before showed up. The younger one Chris played football with …

Aaden’s Punishment

I walked into the house and the first thing I saw was Aaden, walking by
rather quickly and holding a hand to his mouth. “Shh…” he said
quietly. “I just put Elizabeth to bed.”

“Didn’t you put her in the center nursery?” I whispered.

“Yeah, but something’s wrong with the privacy fields; they’re making an
annoying hum. Dave ran diags and he says it’ll be a few hours until the
hardware he needs is ready. So,” he shrugged, “We’ll live without being
able to make much noise until then.”

He turned and walked into the kitchen, nearly swatting me with …

Harry’s Wet Dream

Harry was crying & was in shock at his brutal fucking & poking by
his Best friend Ron. His ass was very sore due to the humping it
had got From Ron’s monstrous cock. Harry felt like crying every
time his ass Was Pounded by Ron’s penis. Harry’s mouth was being
invaded by Ron’s

Tongue. Ron had been smooching him ever since emptying his semen
inside Harry’s Bruised & battered ass. Ron just couldn’t seem to
get enough.

“Now, now! Sweetie, don’t cry! It always hurts the first time. I
bet You are going to like it when I fuck …

BACHELOR PARTY by Carlos Malenkov

Dave couldn’t get over it. He was actually getting married tomorrow.
Married!

Well, why *not* get married? He loved Laura. And she loved him. They
had been living together for seven months now and they clicked as a couple.
The sex was dynamite. Even after knowing her for over a year – and
“knowing” her in the Biblical sense for almost as long — he would still
sometimes lapse into daydreams at work about what he’d be doing with her in
bed when he got home. Their minds were on the same wavelength and their
bodies were perfectly attuned to …

We met in the same bar, had sex in the same hotel room

His name was Jeremy. At least, so far as I know it was.

I don’t know his last name. I was visiting Toronto, and I don’t know
if he lives there or was just passing through. Jeremy was with the
band; I got the impression he was a member. To this day, I’ve never
heard them play.

So that’s all I have: a name, a city, and a band. Not much to show for
a three-night stand. And I wouldn’t change anything if I could.

**

I’ve never been a big Toronto fan. Even compared with the blighted
wastes of …

Most of my experience with other males is in an SM context with me as the submissive

I am a male bi-sexual. Most of my experience with other males is
in an SM context with me as the submissive. Let me provide a
little background before I get started. My earliest sexual
experience was when I was molested by a neighborhood teenaged boy
when I was four or five. When I was in the army I had my first
experience at an adult book store. I went to the bookstore with
a little bit of an alcohol buzz on. I went into the back area
where the video booths were and ended up sucking another guy’s
cock. …

A Perfect World for lesbian lovers

Exactly one Martian month later, Slurry was sitting behind her desk on the
59th floor of the Martian capital building. Her office was small and did not
feature a view, or even a window for that matter, but it was hers, 36 square
meters of real estate, equipped with a plastic desk and a computer terminal
and featuring her recently bestowed title on the door: DR. SLURRY FRAZIER –
HISTORIAN. She was as proud of that title as she was of the office itself.
Slurry was deliriously happy these days. She was about to start a family
with the man …

First Time Together (MFF)

“Relax.”

I was trying. I stood in our bedroom while Russell caressed my
shoulders, my arms. His touch was light, sensual. He traced a finger
up over my breast, up my neck, under my chin, lifting my lips to him.
A light, lingering kiss. “Relax, Sarah.”

He kissed me again, still light, but I felt his tongue. I opened,
letting him into me, tasting him. Russ wrapped me in his arms, pulling
me to him. His lips left mine and nibbled a path down my neck.

Normally I loved this. It still felt good. But I could only think of…

Anne was twice my age, and bisexual

Anne was twice my age, and bisexual.

I was only 18 when she picked me up in a record store. Our eyes
met from across the room, and she smiled at me; I couldn’t help
but smile back. Anne was not a great beauty, or wouldn’t be
considered so by most. But she had an honest open face, and a
bright smile. She had a strong jaw, bright eyes, and a lovely
complexion. She came and stood next to me, and asked me something
about the CD I was holding in my hand. She was about an inch
taller than …

Feminine crossdresser finally lives out his fantasy

Cody open’s his eyes as he awakes, looking around at his familiar surroundings in his bedroom. Band posters, comic books and video games all over the floor.

His parents always gave him crap about the things he liked and tell him the typical “you’re too old to be into thoses kinda things!” He didn’t care though. He stepped out of his bed in his black t-shirt and grey track pant’s that he wear’s to bed and walks over to the window to look out as he yawned and stretch out his arms.

Look’s like the first day of spring break …

My Nifty Bisexual Experiences

One of my first bisexual experiences involved a quad, which
consists of two couples having sex with each other. I was on a
double date and both couples were really plastered from the two
days of partying after graduation. For anonymity my date’s name
was Julie, and the other couple were Tom and Harriet.

We were parked on an old dirt road in the middle of the night
near a very shallow creek. Julie and I were in the back seat
making love while Tom and Harriet were in the front seat doing
the same. Being in the middle of …

Karen had been surprised by his two naked friends

The public bar was packed with West Indians when Mary and I
entered the Bedford Arms. Mary was clearly enjoying all the
attention she was attracting, but I was more worried about
our safety.

A bald-headed man in his fifties, sporting a prominent gold
tooth, put his hand on my shoulder and told us to follow
him upstairs.

‘I recognized the two of yer, straight away,’ he shouted
over the hubbub of the throng we were wading through. ‘You
two are stars in this neck of the woods; those tapes are a
big hit.’

Mary giggled when someone in the …

I were addicted to black cock

 

I particularly liked the way Simon and Penny were
‘encouraged’ to do Mr Asher’s bidding; it reminded me of
the time my wife and I were addicted to black cock in the
1970s. Iain – a charismatic, Svengali-like man in his late
fifties – persuaded us to try something a little more
exciting than mainstream wife-swapping – Mary and I were in
our early twenties at the time.

Iain loved to photograph burly black men fucking slim,
white wimps – he would organize weekend get-togethers at
his flat in south London for this purpose. These all-day,
and night, sex-romps …

Fuck me, fuck me, harder, I love it.

“The combination of Sarah’s magnificent thighs and ass and your nine-inch erection while we watched you soaking up sexual pleasure together and with other males and females was a huge turn on.

“Geoffrey would like you to entertain some of his younger in-laws, he is prepared to pay you well. Can we negotiate a suitable fee?”

“I think you are trying to tell us he wants us to fuck while six couples, half our age watch. How exciting,” Sarah told him with a wicked smile as she looked at me for tacit approval. “I think a suitable fee would be …

Drunken gang-bang

I am 21 years old and have been married a little over two years. I’m
blonde, blue-eyed, 5’6″ tall, and my measurements are 36-22-34. My
husband, Scott, is a “10” in any woman’s book, but he has a serious problem
– he can’t handle drinking. That’s how I became involved in my current
situation.
Every time Scott drinks, he gets into fights, and because of this, he
has been arrested on several occasions. The last time he went to court,
the judge placed him on a supervised probation, warning Scott that the next
time he was arrested, he would be …