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I have decided to describe my first adventures with men here. Maybe some of you will recognize the experiences and feelings. It is no fantasy story but an account of what happened during the last half year.
During many years when I watched porn I always liked to watch women being butt fucked doggy style. My wife never let me fuck her ass. A few years ago I discovered that I actually wanted to be the one being penetrated. This feeling became stronger every day.
I had being using anal toys when I was about twenty-five years old but stopped with that as I married. But a few years ago, I again began using butt plugs and a dildo. I got used to dildos the size of an average cock. I like to fuck myself with the dildo, but usually I don’t reach an orgasm by doing it. It is just the feeling penetration that I like so much.
Last year, I decided that I had to have the real thing. I was now 60 years old, waiting any longer would mean that I would never have it. When I go to the gym and shower, I like to be naked among other men, but it is not easy to find partner there.
I checked for a gay dating website and placed a short text that I was looking for a man to fuck me. Soon I got a response from a guy who was interested to do it. We made an appointment. He arrived in his car after I had been waiting for him half an hour. He was much younger, about thirty years old. I had expected to have this meeting in his apartment or some place like that, totally nude. But he was married and had no place available. He said he knew lots of places in the area where we could do it in the open air. As we drove around to look for quiet place, it was clear that he was surprised to meet such an old man like me anxious to get his first fuck. He told me that he would be gentle with me.
He stopped the car at the end of a road not far from a farm.
He asked if I wanted to suck his cock. I would like to suck and swallow but I said I would only do it with a condom. So we had no oral sex. There was no foreplay at all; I was not really interested in it anyway. I was so horny and nervous at the same time that I just wanted him to fuck me.
It was summer and nice weather. We found some bushes to stand behind and he opened his pants. I felt his cock. It was not very big to my regret but stood very hard. It was the first time I felt another man’s cock. He said, “Let me see this ass of yours.” I have rather a big butt. I had told him that I wanted to be fucked doggy style so he had me bend over. I gave him the condom and put lube on my ass.
He held my ass cheeks with both hands and stuck his cock in me. His promise to be gentile with me was forgotten. He fucked me fast and pushed me forward deeply. I almost fell so I had to hold the ground while he was pounding me. I wanted it harder and was bucking my ass, milking him. I felt like a whore. Here I was standing, a married man, bent over in the open air, offering my ass to a guy whose real name I did not even know!
You understand how strange this was, how nervous I was but also how horny I must have been to do this. He finished very fast and shot his load in my ass. A few seconds later we heard voices. A woman and child came along on their bicycles. I don’t believe they saw us behind the bushes. Anyhow I pulled my pants up very fast, it was a bit of an anticlimax. I believe I saw him throw away the condom. He asked for tissue, he did not bring anything at all. Later, I thought it strange that I had to bring the condom, lube and cleaning tissue.
He asked if I did not want to cum, but this time, I really only wanted to be a bottom, just fucked hard and deep. I did not have an erection, I was too nervous. Being naked for a strange guy, offering my ass was enough. As we returned to his car he began asking where I worked and all kind of questions like that. When I posed him similar questions, he evaded straight answers and clearly was lying.
He took me back to the crossroad where we had met and we went our separate ways. Travelling home, I was still very excited. I finally did it! I could feel the lube still seeping from my ass and that gave me such a feeling of being fucked. However I did not like the way we had done it.
Later I started worrying. Did he really put on the condom? I did not check him. I made an appointment for a HIV test and had to wait two weeks. Everything was OK. These two weeks I was very worried and decided not to do it again. I realized that the risk of being exposed and my family might find out was too high.
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Encounter two...
Although I had decided not do it again, after a few months the longing for cock returned.
I found another dating website. At these websites people hide their identity; they give a wrong name, age, profession everything. Several times I almost had a date but very often the men were imposters, just interested to have a horny chat and then suddenly disappeared. Especially many young men are totally unreliable at these sites. They want sex now and expect you to jump in your car right away. None of them is interested in a date tomorrow. Older men are better partners in this aspect.
A man aged sixty-seven sent me a message. He wrote that he did not do anal sex but promised “lots of other things”. His favorite book was Fifty Shades of Gray and this made me curious to meet him. I met him late in the afternoon outside his office. The man was a much respected and married lawyer. I was surprised to see him. I had visited him a few years ago for a legal matter, but obviously he did not remember me. We chatted for ten minutes in his car. I told him that I had little experience and was willing to learn new things. He asked me if I had ever sucked cock. When I told him that I would like to do that, he put his hand on my knee and invited me to his office.
The office building was empty and very quiet. The air conditioning was switched off and it was very warm inside. His office had a large room with a huge desk, expensive furniture and lots of impressive law books everywhere. We undressed and he brought me to the office kitchen to clean ourselves with water. Then he embraced me, started kissing me with a lot of force. I was not really expecting this but he pushed his tongue in my mouth. I tried to enjoy it but it was not easy. His moustache was hard on my lips. Then he began pulling my nipples and twisting them till it hurt me. I placed my hand on his cock and felt how hard he was. I knelt down on my knees and put his cock in my mouth. It was a very strange feeling. His cock head was big and as I started sucking I had a few times a gag reflex. But the idea that I finally sucked cock turned me on! He did not cum.
Before he had me sit on the desk he spread paper on it. Then he sucked me, it felt good but I did not particularly care about it. While he was playing with my ass he slapped his hand on my buttocks. As he noticed that I liked that he asked if I would like him to spank me. That was the part of 50 shades of gray, I suppose. He said that he sometimes uses whips on partners who go home with red backs. I was not interested in that level of spanking but I bent over for him and he slapped my ass. It felt so good. Then he had me lie on his lap and slapped my shaking buttocks harder and harder. It did not really hurt. After an hour or so, we stopped and I went home. Travelling home I still had the strong taste of soap and aftershave in my mouth. I showered a long time to get rid of the smell.
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Encounter three...
A man sent me a message and asked me to call him. I was working. He invited me to his home. His wife was gone for the day. I told him in advance that I would not suck him without condom and that I was only looking for anal penetration. He agreed. I left my work and took a cab to his house. After a few minutes of small talk, he said: “Let’s go to the bedroom.” We undressed and as soon as I was on the bed he embraced me very tight, kissed me and pulled my nipples very hard. He wanted me to suck him but I did not agree. He sucked me a bit, I hold his cock in my hand for a few minutes. Then he began masturbating, playing with my ass, pushing three fingers inside.
He reached an orgasm and immediately left for the bathroom to clean himself. As he returned after a minute it was clear that he expected me to leave. I found a cab and as we drove back to my work, I realized how short these sex meetings were. I was back at work within an hour. I have no problem leaving my work for a few hours; I just have to stay later afterwards.
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Encounter four...
I had several cancelled dates. I now understood that many of the members of these dating sites are men having fantasies and are not really interested in meeting you. The most serious men are men who are definitely gay. They know what they want and there is less chance that they cancel at the last minute like many bi-curious guys do. The next man had a nice picture on his profile; he was a middle aged, openly gay top. As I reached his apartment building he opened the door, dressed only in his briefs. He was a fat guy, not as handsome as his on his picture. His apartment was the basement of the building, almost without windows. There was hardly any furniture. Next to his unmade bed was a washing machine. A small ventilator stood on a chair.
Obviously he was also disappointed with me for he at once said, “You are not my type, I am sorry.” But since I was already there, he said, “We can start with sucking cock and will see how we continue.”
That was probably the first time that I met an honest guy. We undressed within minutes and I sucked him with a condom. He had a very small cock, I could easily have him. While I was giving him a blow job, he played with my ass and said, “My cock is huge, isn’t it?” I moaned affirmatively, of course, I did not want to disappoint him. He reached his orgasm quite fast. That was my first successful blowjob. I had no erection at all. As I left his apartment I checked my cell phone, I had been there less than twenty minutes.
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Encounter five...
The next meeting was with a younger man, called Roy, about thirty years old. He invited to meet me first over a cup of coffee. We met in a mall and had a long talk. He was a software engineer, only his family knew that he was gay. Roy was a very gentle young man. He explained that he had been for a few years in a monogamous relationship with a steady partner, as he called it. But then his partner wanted sex with other men and they stopped having sex together. They still have dates but without sex. Now Roy also was looking for a man. He described himself as a top. This first meeting of almost two hours was a good start.
After a week we met again, in his apartment this time, at ten o’clock in the morning. He was sharing the apartment with a girl, a music student who knew that he was gay. She was not there. After half an hour of talking we went to his bedroom and undressed. He was built smaller than me, with a very hairy but small chest. Again the first stage was kissing, French kissing and then nipple sucking. My insisting on using condoms also during oral sex probably deterred him.
We were kissing. I did not like the hard stubs of his moustache. Why do men keep this facial hair? When I finally reached the stage of fucking, he put on a condom and we started missionary style. I felt him enter me half an inch, it was a good start but then his cock lost power. He kept trying but it was a failure. I turned over and offered him my ass but he could not or would not enter me.
The apartment was without air conditioning, there was a July heat wave and Roy was dripping sweat like a horse. When I left his apartment he apologized. We did not see each other again.
After that meeting, I came to the conclusion that sex with men is not for me. I don’t like the kissing, especially the facial hair, I don’t see the fun of sucking the nipple of a guy. I don’t mind sucking cock and it is a horny experience but I will do it only with a rubber. All of the men say they are clean, that they don’t “fool around without everybody”, but in all cases we were having sex within minutes without even knowing each other’s names. If that is not fooling around with anybody, what is it? Only Roy knew about the risk of oral sex and STD. None of them ever use condoms while sucking cock.
That night I deleted my profiles from several gay dating sites and decided to be straight from now on. But that idea lasted only for two weeks. Next time I will tell what happened then.
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Free Sex GamesI slid my key into the lock, turning it and quickly entering the room, breathless still from the sprint I took on my way from my car to the familiar meeting place. He was by the window, staring out onto the street below. "You're late," He said and nothing more, He never even turned to look at me. I struggled out of my jacket telling Him, "I'm sorry Sir, traffic was a nightmare." Hanging my jacket neatly on the empty hanger, I opened the closet and put it next to His familiar leather coat,...
BDSMA Latex Girl ThingBy Latex Conservative(Any similarities to other stories is purely coincidental.)He saw her the moment she walked into the bondage club, and that was saying something given the amount of decadence in various forms of fetish and beauty: not all of it pretty in his lone opinion. Like many of the younger set of women, and a few of the chubbier ones, the thin, shapely creature wore skin tight black latex. She wore it from head to toe, which itself was not so unique there were a few...
The Latex Witch Bliss Alexandra wants power, and will stop at nothing to obtain it, but will she get what she asks for? The Latex WitchBy Darqside Bliss was irritated, it had been a long day at the corporate headquarters in Salem,Massachusetts.? Why in the world their business was headquartered in such a backwater state, she had no idea, but walking among a bunch of country bumpkins (to her at least) wasn?t even the worst part. It was that blasted Glass Ceiling.? It always got her...
Number 36 of a series of individual stories. Latex and Schoolgirls - What could be better By SONIA (E-mail [email protected] - Please send comments!!!) Chapter 1 - Sally Anne's Idea I have been dressing up as a woman or just enjoying wearing panties for quite a while and this has made my sex life with my wife, Sally Anne, almost too amazing to believe. I did not dress up very often, normally about once or twice a month but when I did, I loved it! We had a trip...
I usually don’t dream, but when I do it never makes sense. I opened my eyes, and it feels heavier than usual, like there was a lot of matter collected on my eyelids. I closed my eyes and gave it a quick rub. My eyelashes seem to be a lot fuller than last time I checked, and my arm movement was a bit tight. I open my eyes to see my nails painted red, and a leopard pattern beginning at my wrist. What was going on? I tried to get up, but it seems my back movement was restricted. I tried to take...
Note: This story is an expanded version of "Aunt Madge's Fetish Persuasion," This version adds a bit of "edge-play" or what is known in common fetish parlance as "breath-play," This fetish is along the lines of "autoerotic asphyxiation" and unfortunately, if done wrong or unsupervised or even if supervised either of these fetishes can, and quite often do end in death! The mere practice of this "type" of fetish puts immense strain on the heart! It's a sick or perverted interest that...
A balcony where? Where was she? Jessica looked around. She took in the behemoth building jutting into the sky behind her. The white marble, detailed carvings and ornate pillars of age-old Roman architecture were unmistakable. This is a place she had only seen in pictures. St. Peter's Basilica. She turned back to the skyline and looked out at the picturesque scenery. The Tiber river flowed in the distance, but not with the clear blue one would expect. Milky white waves cascaded down its...
"But how are we going to get Mr. Thomas to do anything with us since we will both be there?" Nicole asked Becky, feeling her apprehension mounting. Nicole felt a growing excitement but also was a bit scared at what they were planning on doing. Nicole knew that she loved putting a dildo into her pussy but a real cock she didn't know if she was ready for that. "Becky I don't know how far I want to go, maybe if something gets started I could watch you and Mr. Thomas if he's okay with...
The recent rains had turned the farm grounds into a sticky, muddy mess. Normally that would create difficulty while working with horses and other animals, but there weren't many animals left on Stedman Farms. Very soon, there would be none at all. The metamorphosis of the estate was well underway and it was already serving a different purpose than raising animals and staple crops. Margaret heard heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. They approached her from behind, work boots clomping on...
Several years ago, I was asked by a major latex clothing designer, to model for her latex- wear catalog. I had done it once before, with my then girlfriend, Karen, so I had no reluctance to doing it again. This time, I again agreed to do it, as it was so much fun wearing all those hot, skin-tight outfits, especially under the blazing studio lights.Teamed with me this time was Samantha, a very attractive girl of mixed parentage. Her Father is an American, her Mother is Japanese. Samantha is a...
TransIt was a lovely morning as the sun crested the horizon at Stedman Farms. Margaret Stedman looked out the main window of the kitchen as she sipped her morning coffee. It was late autumn, but it was still fairly warm out. This time of year it rarely dropped below 70 degrees Fahrenheit and even during the Texas winter, going below 60 was rare. The recent rains had turned the farm grounds into a sticky, muddy mess. Normally that would create difficulty while working with horses and other...
The recent rains had turned the farm grounds into a sticky, muddy mess. Normally that would create difficulty while working with horses and other animals, but there weren't many animals left on Stedman Farms. Very soon, there would be none at all. The metamorphosis of the estate was well underway and it was already serving a different purpose than raising animals and staple crops. Margaret heard heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. They approached her from behind, work boots clomping on...
My Submission into Latex This is my first attempt at a story...so please let me know if you would like me to continue it! ([email protected]) "I'm an adult! This is how I want to look! Just leave me alone!" Lisa screamed at me and walked out of the living room. I heard the front door slam, then the squealing of tires as she sped off from the driveway. I looked after her, my mouth hanging open, my retort stopping before it began. I was flabbergasted. My daughter was barely...
My Submission into Latex This is my first attempt at a story...so please let me know if you would like me to continue it! ([email protected]) "I'm an adult! This is how I want to look! Just leave me alone!" Lisa screamed at me and walked out of the living room. I heard the front door slam, then the squealing of tires as she sped off from the driveway. I looked after her, my mouth hanging open, my retort stopping before it began. I was flabbergasted. My daughter was barely...