turnofthepaige
Paige Doll
- Joined
- Oct 5, 2012
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Kissing a man was the last barrier I broke through in my bisexual history. First was getting naked in bed with a guy, them stroking ourselves. Next was letting a guy suck me, then me fucking him/them.
As things progressed, I became more comfortable with gay sex, and I dropped my inhibitions one by one. I learned to enjoy sucking cock. The guy who took my anal cherry was also the first guy I kissed. That was a stunningly good night of wanton, uninhibited sex.
From that night on, whenever I was with a man I was ready for anything, eager to have a cock in my mouth or ass, and a tongue in my mouth.
For me the peasure is not necessarily in the kiss, whether he's a good kisser, but the sense of wanton lust, with no holds barred.
Gay sex is still 'forbidden' or considered perverse by some. So when I'm going to do it I'm going to commit to it totally. For that night I want all of his manhood, I want full satisfaction. I want his mouth, his ass...all of him. I want to enjoy his body with it's muscles and hairy legs and chest, and I'll give him all of me in return. Nothing held back and no regrets. Pure man to man lust and satisfaction.
That is part of the whole fantasy for me, where another man would kiss me and I would melt into his arms as the kissing became more passionate igniting our primal lust. Feeling his strong kiss and knowing he was getting harder for me would take away my inhibitions and leading to a passion filled night where I would give myself to him in any way he wanted. So nice to think about