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I want a little more too, but don't think I'll explore it.
"Straight" guys who wnat a little more!
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hi
yes i would like to hear from guys who have a slight feminine streek in them like me
i have allways interested in lingerie and sharing the look with chats photos or texts
not all that sure id want to go all the way but something saucy and sexy is good
sr
yes i would like to hear from guys who have a slight feminine streek in them like me
i have allways interested in lingerie and sharing the look with chats photos or texts
not all that sure id want to go all the way but something saucy and sexy is good
sr
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for TERRIVONLOTT, although nobody else seems to have read the ccount
Sharing those video images on my laptop with the boy going house to house for old clothes and money had gotten me so hot, I was practically coming out of my skin--sweat on the palms of my hands and a nervous weakness in my stomach. Was I really going to do this?
Although it was my home and he a guest, and although he was undeniably poor and I comparatively rich--in a position of power--I wanted to bow down to all the energy in his young body and now bone-hard prick. Like mine, it was beautiful, circumcised, fat-headed, and his balls were big and pulled up high, so that from my eye-level position on the couch before he turned away to go to take a shower, I could see under them.
I was nervous as I waited for him to shower. Although he seemed to be an honest boy, I worried he might steal something from the bathroom. I had paused the video with my lady's ass occupying the entire screen. Coming from either side of the image were the lower halves of my forearms and the backs of my hands were holding her waist. My cock, center lower screen was buried inside her.
I felt a surge in my cock as I looked where her cheeks framed that perfect, pink asshole that had once been mine to thumb, caress and invade as I pumped my cock deep inside her cunt. I noticed in that moment caught on-screen that it was moist, and remembered I had dribbled spit onto it so I could circle my thumb there and feel my cock push hard against it each time I plunged into her.
I heard the shower turned off. I waited impatiently a the muffled sounds of movement inside the bathroom came down the hall, and I imagined him dring off, and was sorry I'd suggested the bathrobe. Suddenly, even with the image of all the round curves of my girl's open ass before me--her hips and thighs, the long back and the side of one breast bulging to her side, swollen full against the bedclothes, the little round moon of her asshole and half-moon of her cunt surrounding my cock--I wanted to see the boy naked.
I heard the click as the bathroom door was opened, another, a fainter one as the light was turned off, and then the flat, barefooted padding of footsteps coming down the hall. Although I'd thought I should be looking at the screen or anything else as he came into the living room, I couldn't help looking up as he appeared from the hallway.
He was naked, the bathrobe somehow forgotten. He had the sure-footedness and powerful thighs of a laborer. His stomach was work-flattened and muscled. His cock bobbed with each step. It was three-quarters hard, the head red and swollen. I kept my eyes on his cock, but felt his on my face. He walked directly to where I sat, and stopped, unsure of what to do, directly before me.
I saw my hands raise to hold his hips. I had to pull him toward me, so that now he stood with his feet between mine on the floor. Unsure of how to begin, I nodded my face back and forth, experimentally brushing his cock with, first my nose, then my cheeks, and finally my lips. Up close, I saw his cock harden, from half-swollen and bobbing before him, to bone-hard and curving up toward his belly. It raised his balls so they were prominent.
When I kissed his balls, my forehead pressed the underside of his cock against his belly. Although it was warm, it was so hard it scared me a little.
The boy stood still. But when I raised my face to brush the length of his cock with my nose and lips, I heard a sharp intake of breath above me and felt a shiver go through his hips into my hands. He pressed forward against my mouth.
I opened my lips, pressed the top of my tongue flat to the shaft of his cock, and for the first time in my adult life felt my mouth filled with the round, large, hot prod of a fully erect cock. Whereas the shaft had been veined and hard, the bulb at the head of his cock was soft.
I sucked. I heard a deep-chested groan from the boy. It traveled from his throat to his chest and belly to my forehead. I felt a hand at the back of my head, encouraging me. I opened my mouth wide and reached as far as I could down along the shaft of his cock, letting as much of my saliva as I could produce fall onto him. I let the head of his cock fill my mouth as I licked, trying to lubricate him as far as my tongue would reach down and around.
Now I felt both his hands holding I raised my hands until they were around his hips and my fingers gently in his ass cheeks, pulling him toward me. I bowed my head until I couldn’t get more of him in me. I started to pump up and down, but only able to take so much of the shaft into me. The head of his cock seemed to have gotten bigger and, at least at this angle, it wouldn’t go into my throat, although we were both trying.
Each time I lowered m head, he helped, his ass cheeks hardening against my fingers and pushing his whole body to get more of his cock up into me.
Now he began to buck against me. I let him hold my head still with his hands, feeling the fingertips dig desperately into the back of my head. I knew he was already on his way to cumming.
I pulled back against his hands, pushed his hips away from me, and came up for air. I said, wait!
I lifted the laptop computer and, holding onto it carefully, deftly swung my body around so that in a second I was upside down with my back where I’d been sitting on the couch, my legs up over its back and head falling off the front edge of the seat. I settled the laptop on my belly and found the ENTER button. I told him to just watch, and grabbed the back of his knees, pulling him onto me.
He fell forward, braced his hands on the back of the couch, and lowered himself.
The entire length of his cock slid easily into my saliva-rich, slobbering mouth. I couldn’t believe it at first. I wasn’t even aware of the head of his cock passing into my throat. In that first thrust his balls settled fat and surprisingly warm on my mouth and nose.
I couldn’t get enough of it. I grabbed his hips and pulled him harder onto me. While he was bucking, I tried to open wide each time he withdrew and each time he returned, plunging into me, I helped with my hands.
He was suddenly in that brute place where all that matters is cumming, and it doesn’t matter where. His withdrawing movements got shorter and his thrusts longer. Each time he dropped onto me, I felt more of the weight of his body behind the goad. In seconds I was aware that he landed on me with the whole weight of his body. The full impact of more than a hundred pounds falling on me came through my mouth into my neck. Luckily for me, my head was fully supported by the couch’s cushion. My neck was comfortable.
The jabs got shorter. His legs stiffened. I felt his sweat dropping onto my belly and chest. His thighs and butt started to vibrate. I took a deep breath through my nose, and pulled him fully in. His balls now covered my nose. All his weight was on me. Then I felt I was chocking.
I guess he had swollen even more as his climax was upon him. For the first time, I was aware of the bigness of his cock in my throat. I felt a faint pulse in my throat, a shudder take his body, and heard a deep-chested groan above me. Then, I felt a definite, strong pulse in my throat, followed by a series of quick, pounding throbs.
It seemed to go on forever, but was over in moments. I couldn’t breathe, but wanted him on me to the end. His balls covering my nose became my whole world. Although I finally came near to Iblacking out, I couldn’t get enough. With both my arms, my fingertips buried in his ass cheeks, I pulled him harder onto and into me.
(I kept thinking, He’s emptying himself in me! His semen is on it’s way through my throat to an acid death in my stomach!
I couldn’t help thinking that I wished my girlfriend were here, with us, so that she could feel this incredible energy coursing up into her. I would have shared her with him.)
When he was finished, he tried to withdraw, but I held him. I sucked for several wonderful seconds on the head of his cock, licking it, kissing it, sucking again, like it was a teat and, kindly, he held still for it. I wanted him to do it again, but he was exhausted and begged off.
In that country, if I’d given him 5 US dollars and the clothing he’d chosen, he would have been ecstatic. I gave him fifty. He asked if he could stop by to check for old clothes in a couple of weeks and I said yes.
I write here as a way of revisiting that now long-ago passionate love of my life. . . .
Sharing those video images on my laptop with the boy going house to house for old clothes and money had gotten me so hot, I was practically coming out of my skin--sweat on the palms of my hands and a nervous weakness in my stomach. Was I really going to do this?
Although it was my home and he a guest, and although he was undeniably poor and I comparatively rich--in a position of power--I wanted to bow down to all the energy in his young body and now bone-hard prick. Like mine, it was beautiful, circumcised, fat-headed, and his balls were big and pulled up high, so that from my eye-level position on the couch before he turned away to go to take a shower, I could see under them.
I was nervous as I waited for him to shower. Although he seemed to be an honest boy, I worried he might steal something from the bathroom. I had paused the video with my lady's ass occupying the entire screen. Coming from either side of the image were the lower halves of my forearms and the backs of my hands were holding her waist. My cock, center lower screen was buried inside her.
I felt a surge in my cock as I looked where her cheeks framed that perfect, pink asshole that had once been mine to thumb, caress and invade as I pumped my cock deep inside her cunt. I noticed in that moment caught on-screen that it was moist, and remembered I had dribbled spit onto it so I could circle my thumb there and feel my cock push hard against it each time I plunged into her.
I heard the shower turned off. I waited impatiently a the muffled sounds of movement inside the bathroom came down the hall, and I imagined him dring off, and was sorry I'd suggested the bathrobe. Suddenly, even with the image of all the round curves of my girl's open ass before me--her hips and thighs, the long back and the side of one breast bulging to her side, swollen full against the bedclothes, the little round moon of her asshole and half-moon of her cunt surrounding my cock--I wanted to see the boy naked.
I heard the click as the bathroom door was opened, another, a fainter one as the light was turned off, and then the flat, barefooted padding of footsteps coming down the hall. Although I'd thought I should be looking at the screen or anything else as he came into the living room, I couldn't help looking up as he appeared from the hallway.
He was naked, the bathrobe somehow forgotten. He had the sure-footedness and powerful thighs of a laborer. His stomach was work-flattened and muscled. His cock bobbed with each step. It was three-quarters hard, the head red and swollen. I kept my eyes on his cock, but felt his on my face. He walked directly to where I sat, and stopped, unsure of what to do, directly before me.
I saw my hands raise to hold his hips. I had to pull him toward me, so that now he stood with his feet between mine on the floor. Unsure of how to begin, I nodded my face back and forth, experimentally brushing his cock with, first my nose, then my cheeks, and finally my lips. Up close, I saw his cock harden, from half-swollen and bobbing before him, to bone-hard and curving up toward his belly. It raised his balls so they were prominent.
When I kissed his balls, my forehead pressed the underside of his cock against his belly. Although it was warm, it was so hard it scared me a little.
The boy stood still. But when I raised my face to brush the length of his cock with my nose and lips, I heard a sharp intake of breath above me and felt a shiver go through his hips into my hands. He pressed forward against my mouth.
I opened my lips, pressed the top of my tongue flat to the shaft of his cock, and for the first time in my adult life felt my mouth filled with the round, large, hot prod of a fully erect cock. Whereas the shaft had been veined and hard, the bulb at the head of his cock was soft.
I sucked. I heard a deep-chested groan from the boy. It traveled from his throat to his chest and belly to my forehead. I felt a hand at the back of my head, encouraging me. I opened my mouth wide and reached as far as I could down along the shaft of his cock, letting as much of my saliva as I could produce fall onto him. I let the head of his cock fill my mouth as I licked, trying to lubricate him as far as my tongue would reach down and around.
Now I felt both his hands holding I raised my hands until they were around his hips and my fingers gently in his ass cheeks, pulling him toward me. I bowed my head until I couldn’t get more of him in me. I started to pump up and down, but only able to take so much of the shaft into me. The head of his cock seemed to have gotten bigger and, at least at this angle, it wouldn’t go into my throat, although we were both trying.
Each time I lowered m head, he helped, his ass cheeks hardening against my fingers and pushing his whole body to get more of his cock up into me.
Now he began to buck against me. I let him hold my head still with his hands, feeling the fingertips dig desperately into the back of my head. I knew he was already on his way to cumming.
I pulled back against his hands, pushed his hips away from me, and came up for air. I said, wait!
I lifted the laptop computer and, holding onto it carefully, deftly swung my body around so that in a second I was upside down with my back where I’d been sitting on the couch, my legs up over its back and head falling off the front edge of the seat. I settled the laptop on my belly and found the ENTER button. I told him to just watch, and grabbed the back of his knees, pulling him onto me.
He fell forward, braced his hands on the back of the couch, and lowered himself.
The entire length of his cock slid easily into my saliva-rich, slobbering mouth. I couldn’t believe it at first. I wasn’t even aware of the head of his cock passing into my throat. In that first thrust his balls settled fat and surprisingly warm on my mouth and nose.
I couldn’t get enough of it. I grabbed his hips and pulled him harder onto me. While he was bucking, I tried to open wide each time he withdrew and each time he returned, plunging into me, I helped with my hands.
He was suddenly in that brute place where all that matters is cumming, and it doesn’t matter where. His withdrawing movements got shorter and his thrusts longer. Each time he dropped onto me, I felt more of the weight of his body behind the goad. In seconds I was aware that he landed on me with the whole weight of his body. The full impact of more than a hundred pounds falling on me came through my mouth into my neck. Luckily for me, my head was fully supported by the couch’s cushion. My neck was comfortable.
The jabs got shorter. His legs stiffened. I felt his sweat dropping onto my belly and chest. His thighs and butt started to vibrate. I took a deep breath through my nose, and pulled him fully in. His balls now covered my nose. All his weight was on me. Then I felt I was chocking.
I guess he had swollen even more as his climax was upon him. For the first time, I was aware of the bigness of his cock in my throat. I felt a faint pulse in my throat, a shudder take his body, and heard a deep-chested groan above me. Then, I felt a definite, strong pulse in my throat, followed by a series of quick, pounding throbs.
It seemed to go on forever, but was over in moments. I couldn’t breathe, but wanted him on me to the end. His balls covering my nose became my whole world. Although I finally came near to Iblacking out, I couldn’t get enough. With both my arms, my fingertips buried in his ass cheeks, I pulled him harder onto and into me.
(I kept thinking, He’s emptying himself in me! His semen is on it’s way through my throat to an acid death in my stomach!
I couldn’t help thinking that I wished my girlfriend were here, with us, so that she could feel this incredible energy coursing up into her. I would have shared her with him.)
When he was finished, he tried to withdraw, but I held him. I sucked for several wonderful seconds on the head of his cock, licking it, kissing it, sucking again, like it was a teat and, kindly, he held still for it. I wanted him to do it again, but he was exhausted and begged off.
In that country, if I’d given him 5 US dollars and the clothing he’d chosen, he would have been ecstatic. I gave him fifty. He asked if he could stop by to check for old clothes in a couple of weeks and I said yes.
Oh yeah definitely. I'm not attracted to men themselves at all, but... I dunno.
Me too. I was doing it with my wife last night with a video going in the back round. I look up and this babe has a cock in her mouth. Man I wished that was me. I dont find guys attractive at all but that mental image was just too hot.....Atlanta 49
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Married but tempted
Lately, I have grown addicted to the forum. I posted a few naughty photos of my wife to get some feedback and gloat, but now, I'm getting so turned on by thinking of watching her get fucked by those horny guys who want her that my focus got to their cocks. I want to hold their cocks in my hands as they fuck my wife, to fondle their balls.
Today, I chatted with a black guy, and the intimidation I felt seeing his massive cock quickly turned into curiosity. I'm afraid I want to stroke his beautiful black cock.
Lately, I have grown addicted to the forum. I posted a few naughty photos of my wife to get some feedback and gloat, but now, I'm getting so turned on by thinking of watching her get fucked by those horny guys who want her that my focus got to their cocks. I want to hold their cocks in my hands as they fuck my wife, to fondle their balls.
Today, I chatted with a black guy, and the intimidation I felt seeing his massive cock quickly turned into curiosity. I'm afraid I want to stroke his beautiful black cock.
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If you think that's hot for you, imagine how it is for me, 99% straight, but 100% cocksucker!!!!
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Im the same as you guys, just interested n the cock suckung and being sucked but not into the hugging and kissing.....im married and considered myself straight but now bi-curious...........If a guy is straight and thinks of doing this with anoter guy.....how can he then call himself straight ??.........surely he is now bi-curious
Im on the exact opposite side, i have no interest in male intamcy such as kissing snuggling etc.... But nothing turns me on more then the idea of me shoving my black dick down the throat of a white guy or tranny, and fucking the shit out of them.... And it only an attraction to people not of my race/ethinicity.
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I suppose I fall into this category. My sexual activity has been "straight" in that it has all been with female partners, but I have always enjoyed anal play and I love getting fucked by a girl with a strap on. My sexual identity is a lot more ambiguous and all-inclusive (the term I'm closest to is pansexual) in that I don't define my sexuality in terms of gender.
Of course, I have had more than my share of fantasies about sucking a nice, big cock and swallowing the hot, delicious load of cum! Ditto for a guy going down on me. Ditto to fucking and getting fucked. I guess you could say I'm open to anything, and I am DEFINITELY looking forward to my first experience with a guy. Hopefully very soon!
Of course, I have had more than my share of fantasies about sucking a nice, big cock and swallowing the hot, delicious load of cum! Ditto for a guy going down on me. Ditto to fucking and getting fucked. I guess you could say I'm open to anything, and I am DEFINITELY looking forward to my first experience with a guy. Hopefully very soon!
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well said, but I still think its straight or curious you cannot really be straight and be thinkong about cock. By the way looked at the 5 pics, that would be a nice cock for me to start on
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Like I said, I don't identify my sexuality in terms of gender. I am no more attached to the term "straight" than bi or curious or whatever. None of them seem adequate in my opinion. I don't neatly fit a category.
There are more pics there by the way, which I'm sure you'd enjoy. ;]
There are more pics there by the way, which I'm sure you'd enjoy. ;]
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My biggest fantasy is to be a plaything for a mature MF married couple. I'd be laying on my belly with my face between the wife's legs, licking out her sopping pussy while hubby lays on top of me, grinding into my virgin hole.
It's just a pipe dream though. There's no way I'd be lucky enough to find someone like that.
I've been thinking about hooking up with some guys that emailed me on squirt. I've also found out about a popular cruise spot not far from me. But I'm either too shy, too nervous or too worried about some kind of repercussions to actually go through with it.
I'm not like most guys here, who don't want to kiss guys. I actually do fantasise about kissing and cuddling with a nice big hairy bear. I still wouldn't call myself bi though as it's all fantasy. It's hot inside my head but I'm pretty sure in real life it wouldn't be. And I'm too chickenshit to try so I'll never know.
It's just a pipe dream though. There's no way I'd be lucky enough to find someone like that.
I've been thinking about hooking up with some guys that emailed me on squirt. I've also found out about a popular cruise spot not far from me. But I'm either too shy, too nervous or too worried about some kind of repercussions to actually go through with it.
I'm not like most guys here, who don't want to kiss guys. I actually do fantasise about kissing and cuddling with a nice big hairy bear. I still wouldn't call myself bi though as it's all fantasy. It's hot inside my head but I'm pretty sure in real life it wouldn't be. And I'm too chickenshit to try so I'll never know.
Kissing and cuddling can be fun guys should not knock it until they try it except there are a lot of guys I see in public and I question myself it would be so gross to do something with them, why do I fantasize about man on man action sometimes?
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married guy here who wakes up every morning thinking about cock. i guess if my wife was more into sex it wouldn't be that way. but, now that i've fantasized about every woman in the world about a thousand times it's all about cock for me now. have had a few guy guy experiences and they've been great. love the look, smell, feel, and taste of a cock. ideally would be in bed with my wife and a guy and we'd do everything. get hard at the thought of a woman watching me and another guy together. love playing with myself and thinking about playing with a guy.
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My favorite was having the guy lay on his back at the end of the bed. She would straddle him with his face between her legs. He would lick her clit. I would step forward and fuck her with my balls literally smooshed on his face. I would fuck her while hubby licked her clit. I would get excited and let my dick slip out of her slippery cunt and into his mouth. He would lick it and put it back in her pussy. When I ejaculated, I'd have my hand on it to keep it from going too deep. She would squat over his mouth and let it drip in. Then she would sit on his face and have him suction on to her vagina and lick and slurp the rest of my cum out of her. WHEW!
The above statement from "Malapulga" is a real big fantasy of mine I would so enjoy doing that. I am married and love to crossdress, I would love to suck a cock and see what it is like. I am jealous of my wife when she is sucking me, I want to do that so bad. I think about this constantly.
The above statement from "Malapulga" is a real big fantasy of mine I would so enjoy doing that. I am married and love to crossdress, I would love to suck a cock and see what it is like. I am jealous of my wife when she is sucking me, I want to do that so bad. I think about this constantly.
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That's hot.
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