Love the Asian girls for their technique and enthusiasm. Not to mention their beauty. Sadly have not had that many as lovers.
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I was really bestowed with her to be frank. Just something about this girl. We end up have a lot of sexual interest that were similar...
Here's another one. Faye. S was my cousins long term girlfriend. She is Asian. Abt 22 at the time. We were at a sports yearly meeting at another city and for whatever reason she and I were flirting during the functions.
Very sexy lady with a teasing confident attitude. Again petite. I like them that way and they like me that way.
Accumulated in her allowing me to stay at her parents place in a stopover after returning. During the night she came into my room and allowed me to fuck her. But she didn't allow me cum in her instead watched me jerk off to finish.
She didn't do oral but I would love to go down on her or at least use her hand.
Unfortunately didn't go any further..you know she's taken. So put it down to a forbidden tryst affair.
Again would do things differently if ever had the chance.
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El Paso, Texas - 1984:
I lived in the barracks during 17 weeks of Army boot camp. We couldn't go off-base yet and had been exercising and training for weeks. We were in the best physical condition of our young lives. We were also hyped-up, pent-up, and full of raging hormones.
We took shifts at night doing “fire watch,” which just meant one had to stay awake and be on duty while others slept. It was supposed to prepare us for actual night watch duties at our combat stations around the world. The buildings were dark except for dim red fire lights that gave just enough light to navigate without ruining our night vision abilities.
I had the barracks fire watch one memorable night. As I walked through the dark red barracks at around 2am, I heard the typical sounds of 80 men sleeping.
I proceeded down the long corridor, which was flanked by bunk beds and footlockers. My combat boots echoed softly on the polished concrete floor.
Our quonset-style buildings were connected by showers and laundry areas. We had two dozen stalls, urinals and sinks, and several laundry machines, ironing boards, etcetera. The firewatch had to patrol this area regularly.
I rounded the corner, heading into the latrine. I heard a faint, “Shhh!” and stopped in my tracks. I heard whispers, so I tiptoed further into the room to see if I could catch somebody doing something stupid.
The sounds came from the supply closet. I heard rustling and wet noises. I was young, but not stupid. What to do?
I was on watch, with a soldier’s newly found sense of righteousness. I could just walk away. Instead, I opened the supply closet door.
The dim red bathroom light shone on three of my very shocked brothers. Smith stood frozen with his dick in his hand. Lonzetti was on his knees, turning his head toward the door in alarm. Wells sat on the deep sink, opposite the door, “Fuck, it’s just you!” he whispered. “Walk away or get in here, white boy. Just decide, and I mean right now!”
Wells was intimidating. He was the biggest blackest dude I’d ever met. He was always talking shit, waving his ridiculously big dick around in the shower and teasing all of us inferior men. He was helpful and generous, too, and I sensed his tough guy persona was partially an act.
Wells was holding his huge erect cock, one eyebrow cocked, with an expression that said, "What's it gonna be?"
It took me all of two seconds to step in, pull the door closed, and drop to my knees in the dark...
I lived in the barracks during 17 weeks of Army boot camp. We couldn't go off-base yet and had been exercising and training for weeks. We were in the best physical condition of our young lives. We were also hyped-up, pent-up, and full of raging hormones.
We took shifts at night doing “fire watch,” which just meant one had to stay awake and be on duty while others slept. It was supposed to prepare us for actual night watch duties at our combat stations around the world. The buildings were dark except for dim red fire lights that gave just enough light to navigate without ruining our night vision abilities.
I had the barracks fire watch one memorable night. As I walked through the dark red barracks at around 2am, I heard the typical sounds of 80 men sleeping.
I proceeded down the long corridor, which was flanked by bunk beds and footlockers. My combat boots echoed softly on the polished concrete floor.
Our quonset-style buildings were connected by showers and laundry areas. We had two dozen stalls, urinals and sinks, and several laundry machines, ironing boards, etcetera. The firewatch had to patrol this area regularly.
I rounded the corner, heading into the latrine. I heard a faint, “Shhh!” and stopped in my tracks. I heard whispers, so I tiptoed further into the room to see if I could catch somebody doing something stupid.
The sounds came from the supply closet. I heard rustling and wet noises. I was young, but not stupid. What to do?
I was on watch, with a soldier’s newly found sense of righteousness. I could just walk away. Instead, I opened the supply closet door.
The dim red bathroom light shone on three of my very shocked brothers. Smith stood frozen with his dick in his hand. Lonzetti was on his knees, turning his head toward the door in alarm. Wells sat on the deep sink, opposite the door, “Fuck, it’s just you!” he whispered. “Walk away or get in here, white boy. Just decide, and I mean right now!”
Wells was intimidating. He was the biggest blackest dude I’d ever met. He was always talking shit, waving his ridiculously big dick around in the shower and teasing all of us inferior men. He was helpful and generous, too, and I sensed his tough guy persona was partially an act.
Wells was holding his huge erect cock, one eyebrow cocked, with an expression that said, "What's it gonna be?"
It took me all of two seconds to step in, pull the door closed, and drop to my knees in the dark...
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Going second.
Two instances are very memorable.
We were in bed, me watching wife and friend.
Wife was riding friend cowgirl style, feet on the bed, squatting on his cock, hands on the headboard, grinding her clit on his pubic bone until he blew a load up her cunt. She rose up and moved to ride me the same way. Cum leaked out of her gaping labia, leaving a trail across his thigh, then my thigh, then onto my rock hard cock before she squatted on me.
It was like sinking my cock into a tube of warm melted butter. So fn HOT!
The one and only time friend and I fucked his wife; he went first, after he came in her and pulled out, his limp cock left a trail of cum up her vulva and across her thigh. I moved into position and entered her hot and sloppy cunt balls deep in one stroke.
All good feelings; warm, wet and a bit loose.
Two instances are very memorable.
We were in bed, me watching wife and friend.
Wife was riding friend cowgirl style, feet on the bed, squatting on his cock, hands on the headboard, grinding her clit on his pubic bone until he blew a load up her cunt. She rose up and moved to ride me the same way. Cum leaked out of her gaping labia, leaving a trail across his thigh, then my thigh, then onto my rock hard cock before she squatted on me.
It was like sinking my cock into a tube of warm melted butter. So fn HOT!
The one and only time friend and I fucked his wife; he went first, after he came in her and pulled out, his limp cock left a trail of cum up her vulva and across her thigh. I moved into position and entered her hot and sloppy cunt balls deep in one stroke.
All good feelings; warm, wet and a bit loose.
Always loved "warm, wet and a bit loose"
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April, 2024.
I’m not sure if this is just me bragging about my sweetheart or if it is more scientific research about G Spot orgasms and squirting in senior women! Anyway, it was/is great!
We had not seen each other for more than a week so were very primed. Our usual ritual when she arrived, some good wine and cheese to take the edge off while we waited for supper to cook. Afterwards she disappeared and returned wearing the new camisole I had recently bought her. We made out like teens on the couch, me admiring her petite body, stroking her through the lace of the cami, her guiding my hands with just body movement. We had to retire to bed after a few puffs of 420 therapy. The room was perfect; dim lighting and very warm so no covers required.
Another ritual of mine; I look. At her body, her face, her legs, her arms, all the while stroking her and telling her how much I adore her, interspersed with 10 minute kisses and much mutual writhing chest to chest.
Her body movements force my hands between her legs, the camisole is discarded and my fingers find her sopping opening. Her first orgasm takes a while, maybe 10 seconds, and then they cum rapidly and forcefully, almost non stop. That G Spot, elusive to some couples, is now large and protruding, its uneven texture begging to be stroked to induce G Gasms by the dozen. Time is a blur, speeding up, slowing down as her orgasms continue, sometimes helped by my fingers, sometimes by my tongue. Her fluids are copious and sweet/tangy, she squirts on my face three times when I use my tongue then squirts on my fingers as I watch the droplets fly, reveling in the sounds of her cunt, no longer just wet, no longer just sopping, it is a river in constant high flood, awash in her juice.
Her final orgasms are quiver inducing, heel thumping, and tear inducing, screaming throes of ecstasy. She does not have to tell me, I know there are no more lurking in her inner depths. She is done in, cummed out, incoherent and near comatose.
I’m not sure if this is just me bragging about my sweetheart or if it is more scientific research about G Spot orgasms and squirting in senior women! Anyway, it was/is great!
We had not seen each other for more than a week so were very primed. Our usual ritual when she arrived, some good wine and cheese to take the edge off while we waited for supper to cook. Afterwards she disappeared and returned wearing the new camisole I had recently bought her. We made out like teens on the couch, me admiring her petite body, stroking her through the lace of the cami, her guiding my hands with just body movement. We had to retire to bed after a few puffs of 420 therapy. The room was perfect; dim lighting and very warm so no covers required.
Another ritual of mine; I look. At her body, her face, her legs, her arms, all the while stroking her and telling her how much I adore her, interspersed with 10 minute kisses and much mutual writhing chest to chest.
Her body movements force my hands between her legs, the camisole is discarded and my fingers find her sopping opening. Her first orgasm takes a while, maybe 10 seconds, and then they cum rapidly and forcefully, almost non stop. That G Spot, elusive to some couples, is now large and protruding, its uneven texture begging to be stroked to induce G Gasms by the dozen. Time is a blur, speeding up, slowing down as her orgasms continue, sometimes helped by my fingers, sometimes by my tongue. Her fluids are copious and sweet/tangy, she squirts on my face three times when I use my tongue then squirts on my fingers as I watch the droplets fly, reveling in the sounds of her cunt, no longer just wet, no longer just sopping, it is a river in constant high flood, awash in her juice.
Her final orgasms are quiver inducing, heel thumping, and tear inducing, screaming throes of ecstasy. She does not have to tell me, I know there are no more lurking in her inner depths. She is done in, cummed out, incoherent and near comatose.
About six years ago, I finally pulled the trigger on fulfilling some long time desires and travelled to Hong Kong to meet a Filipina trans woman that I had been chatting with.
After meeting in the airport, we rode the train into the city and as she sat next to me, she put my hand in her lap. There it was, her hard little cock ready for action. I was nervous and excited at the same time wondering what I had gotten myself into.
Later in the hotel room, we both got undressed and after some petting and kissing, I assumed the position. She wasted no time mounting me and within a few minutes of fucking, she had her orgasm and filled my ass with her cum. Instead of pulling out, she told me, "Don't move. I am going to get hard again." I stayed in place with her cock in my ass and after a minute or two, I could feel her cock stiffen and she started fucking me again. She lasted a little longer than the first time but soon she was dumping a second load of hot cum up my ass.
Within half an hour not only had I received my first ass fucking but I had taken two loads of cum in quick succession. During that first night, she was so horny she fucked me three more times adding another load of cum every time. I felt like such a slut but at the same time, I knew that I was born to be a bottom.
There was a lot more fucking and sucking that week but we never really clicked on a personal level. At the end of the week we parted and I never saw her again. I still have one of her pics and I will always fondly remember that week with her.
After meeting in the airport, we rode the train into the city and as she sat next to me, she put my hand in her lap. There it was, her hard little cock ready for action. I was nervous and excited at the same time wondering what I had gotten myself into.
Later in the hotel room, we both got undressed and after some petting and kissing, I assumed the position. She wasted no time mounting me and within a few minutes of fucking, she had her orgasm and filled my ass with her cum. Instead of pulling out, she told me, "Don't move. I am going to get hard again." I stayed in place with her cock in my ass and after a minute or two, I could feel her cock stiffen and she started fucking me again. She lasted a little longer than the first time but soon she was dumping a second load of hot cum up my ass.
Within half an hour not only had I received my first ass fucking but I had taken two loads of cum in quick succession. During that first night, she was so horny she fucked me three more times adding another load of cum every time. I felt like such a slut but at the same time, I knew that I was born to be a bottom.
There was a lot more fucking and sucking that week but we never really clicked on a personal level. At the end of the week we parted and I never saw her again. I still have one of her pics and I will always fondly remember that week with her.
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Maureen H, Connecticut, early 1980’s
Last girlfriend I had before my wife. She was introduced by a friend and it started innocent enough. She was the daughter of a church deacon, divorced, one young kid, lived with her parents. She dressed in those fluffy sweaters that were popular at the time. She was about 5’3”, nice body, great ass. Very innocent looking, brown hair in a bob, big eyes.
Took us a while before we had sex, but when we finally did, she was wild! Her favorite was anal, I think because her pussy was a bit loose. Not sure if it was from having a kid or maybe her ex had a big cock. Anyways at one point I was going to share her with another friend (not the guy who introduced us), but she got cold feet at the last second.
Somehow though, we started going to sex clubs. The first time I took her we were just sitting in the orgy room and a guy came up to her placed his hard dick inches from her mouth. She looked over at me and I nodded so she took his cock in her mouth. After a few minutes, he moved down and started fucking her. She had both hands on his ass and pulled him in. That was so hot to watch!
After a bit, I left the room temporarily to pee. I came back, and just stood outside the room for a minute, watching the action. A cute girl came up to me, and wanted me to fuck her in front of her husband, but I still hadn’t found Maureen yet amidst the writhing bodies, so, like an idiot, I begged off and went to look for my girlfriend. I finally found her, she was on her back sucking one guy, a different guy was just finished fucking her, and another guy was lining up to be next. It’s an understatement to say it was erotic watching her, and she seemed to like it because we went back a few more times.
She also seemed to pick up an affinity for the fairer sex. The next time we went, there was a couple in a room that we were watching. The girl was laying on her back, head thrown back, husband was on his knees straddling her head while she blew him. Maureen layed on top of the girl and started sucking her tits. Then she moved up and started sucking the guy’s cock. I slid in behind her and fucked her doggy while she sucked his load out. One of my only occasions of group sex!
We went to clubs a few other times and had some fun experiences. One of her desires was to suck a BBC, but she never got a chance to do that before our relationship ended.
Sex was beginning to get risky in the early 80’s and I had just met my future wife. Maureen was a sweet girl and while the sex was incredible, it was really the only thing we had in common, and I was falling hard for my future wife…
Last girlfriend I had before my wife. She was introduced by a friend and it started innocent enough. She was the daughter of a church deacon, divorced, one young kid, lived with her parents. She dressed in those fluffy sweaters that were popular at the time. She was about 5’3”, nice body, great ass. Very innocent looking, brown hair in a bob, big eyes.
Took us a while before we had sex, but when we finally did, she was wild! Her favorite was anal, I think because her pussy was a bit loose. Not sure if it was from having a kid or maybe her ex had a big cock. Anyways at one point I was going to share her with another friend (not the guy who introduced us), but she got cold feet at the last second.
Somehow though, we started going to sex clubs. The first time I took her we were just sitting in the orgy room and a guy came up to her placed his hard dick inches from her mouth. She looked over at me and I nodded so she took his cock in her mouth. After a few minutes, he moved down and started fucking her. She had both hands on his ass and pulled him in. That was so hot to watch!
After a bit, I left the room temporarily to pee. I came back, and just stood outside the room for a minute, watching the action. A cute girl came up to me, and wanted me to fuck her in front of her husband, but I still hadn’t found Maureen yet amidst the writhing bodies, so, like an idiot, I begged off and went to look for my girlfriend. I finally found her, she was on her back sucking one guy, a different guy was just finished fucking her, and another guy was lining up to be next. It’s an understatement to say it was erotic watching her, and she seemed to like it because we went back a few more times.
She also seemed to pick up an affinity for the fairer sex. The next time we went, there was a couple in a room that we were watching. The girl was laying on her back, head thrown back, husband was on his knees straddling her head while she blew him. Maureen layed on top of the girl and started sucking her tits. Then she moved up and started sucking the guy’s cock. I slid in behind her and fucked her doggy while she sucked his load out. One of my only occasions of group sex!
We went to clubs a few other times and had some fun experiences. One of her desires was to suck a BBC, but she never got a chance to do that before our relationship ended.
Sex was beginning to get risky in the early 80’s and I had just met my future wife. Maureen was a sweet girl and while the sex was incredible, it was really the only thing we had in common, and I was falling hard for my future wife…
A great way to end your single life!!!
Yeah, kinda miss the wild sex but it was probably the safe move. Haven’t seen her recently but I think she still lives in the area. Would love to know her sexual story after we broke up. She was pretty wild.
She’s a hottie!
Yes, she was definitely a very pretty woman. It's strange to look at her now and remember how often she fucked me with her cock that week.
I admit I went to a Pattya massage parlour years ago and without any knowledge ( ignorant me ) I chose a very beautiful 'lady' who gave me an extraordinary handjob. Obviously knew exactly how to stroke another man. Blew my load everywhere and she just kept going
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I had a very intense relationship during the nineties with my divorced sister ,it started three days before my first wedding day ,not a thing I’ve ever been able to tell anybody face to face ,she moved to New Zealand in 2008 with her new husband
Would love to hear about it! You can PM me or share here.
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Hello Mike
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This was posted on my birthday so I'll reply.
I'd like to do it but maybe not as a public story on the story board. Might be okay on the forums.
I'd like to do it but maybe not as a public story on the story board. Might be okay on the forums.
