Leona in Brazil
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The previous weeks had been difficult. In a household breaking apart, each night we would go to sleep to the bitter shouting matches of our parents piercing the wooden floorboards. The only way to protect ourselves against the ravages of the interminable conflict and terror of the not knowing what might happen next, was to insulate our hearts with cold resolve and confide our fears in each other. At nineteen years old I had finished secondary school with top results and was...
I considered myself bi-sexual. I still liked girls, but also was turned on by big dicked men! I was a 37 year old white guy. It happened that I met Raphael at a gay nightclub. He was tall 6’4” and muscular Brazilian guy who became a naturalized citizen and served 8 years in prison for beating a man to death in a bar! He was covered in tattoos and had to wear an ankle bracelet. He was supposed to not be able to drink or do d**gs, but there he was drinking at the nightclub.I had gone with two gay...
Sharon was working on her all-over tan when the rap star she was staying with received a call that some friends in a Brazilian band were flying in and he insisted they stay with him. Of course that meant he wanted to entertain them and have them party with his girls. He called Sharon over to his lounge chair by the pool. She had been tanning with some of the girls and rose quickly to walk to him. Her naked body shimmered with oil and sweat. He noticed her dark triangle & below how her lips hung...
Group SexThe boring days at the office are enough to drive any man good friend at work, Diego. (Phone rings) "Hello. We make stupid shit industries. HEllo! Hello!, says Hector and hangs up the phone. "That is the fith time today that some one has done that", Hector whispered to himself. "What's up Hec?", called Diego. Diego had just left his cubicle around the corner from Hector and came to invite Hector out to get some beers after work. "So, Hector it's friday man we need to get some beers man", cried...
Erotic FictionMy sweet Ana came home excited from her office, saying her Boss was sending her on a conference meeting at a city in the Northeast of Brazil.She said I could buy my own ticket and we could enjoy a kind of holidays while she attended some meetings during the mornings…As we boarded the plane, I felt very relaxed and almost passed out before departure. When I awoke, Ana was coming from the tiny bathroom; a young flight attendant was walking behind her and my wife had an evil grin in her face as...
Cindi, my wife, came home all excited as she hustled to the computer and turned it on.“I just found our next vacation” she beamedNow my curiosity was raised as well, I didn’t want another trip through some temples in Cambodia with food I couldn’t eat.She pulled up a vague web site and was prompted to enter a password she got from our friends, Bill and Janine.After she was given access to the full site she gasped“Wow Derek, are we ready for this?”I looked at the information page. This is an...
Good morning dear ones. I want to talk today about my anal glands and explain how they drive males crazy and addicted to my ass. The smell of my ass has been internationally renowned for over 10 years. It always got me excited, but I couldn't explain it. See these photos and movies made in this motel. Several taxi drivers, vying for space to smell my sweaty ass. Impressive indeed. But a friend helped me to understand. Just search the internet for “Selma Recife anal” and you will find many films...
My legs felt as if they were being torn from my body, but I didn't care right then. A massive orgasm was about to go ripping through me and I WANTED it! I pumped my hips up at my lover's and he pounded me right back down. His thick cock burying itself again and again in my abraded flesh. There! It was on me now and I rode it like a roller coaster. At the top, anticipating, all my muscles tensed and released, tensed and released, over and over. I faintly heard an unintelligible voice but...
Being in the service has it's ups and it's downs; sometimes you even get to have them with a woman. We were in in Recife, Brazil, in the mid 70's for a three day stopover. Our destroyer was headed for Africa, and we had pulled in for a little fuel and fun. The first thing that struck you as you crossed over the ships brow (gangplank to you civilians) was the tropical smell. Inside the ship you breathe air that's been closed up for days. It's clean, but flavorless (unless the cooks are...
Sharon was working on her all-over tan when the rap star she was staying with received a call that some friends in a Brazilian band were flying in and he insisted they stay with him. Of course that meant he wanted to entertain them and have them party with his girls. He called Sharon over to his lounge chair by the pool. She had been tanning with some of the girls and rose quickly to walk to him. Her naked body shimmered with oil and sweat. He noticed her dark triangle & below how her lips hung...
I want to Daniel's house for the weekend. We were talking about current events and activities that going on at the pool. Daniel said he just cleaned his bathroom and was getting ready to take a shower when he said "I wish I can just take a bath and soak, but it is boring though." I said, "I can join you and we can talk if you want?" He said "I don’t know, it might be boring for you just sit in there as I bathe." I then said "I not going to sit and watch you, I am taking a bath too."...
I had a day off work last week so I decided to make the 45 minute trip to the nearest bath house. I got there for 10 am, just as they were opening. I paid my fee of $25 for a room with a single bed. The attendant told me I was the only one there and that guys usually didn't show up until noon. I went to my room, stripped down, threw my towel over my shoulder and made my way to the showers. I took a nice long steamy hot shower and soaped up my cock, balls & asshole really good. Then I...
It was around 7:00pm on a Saturday when I felt that feeling a bottom knows well. My hole began to twitch and hunger for a hard cock. I decided that I would head downtown Toronto to steamworks. I showered and cleaned myself out and was out the door.I arrived around 8:30 paid for a room and headed inside. I went to my room quickly undressed and pushed some lube into my hole trying to get it nice and deep.I went out and walked around the halls to see how busy it was. Lots of various guys around. I...
A true story of my first drunken exploration of a bathouse, with much more to come.After a night of lonely drinking and gangbang porn watching I got an itch to experience things a little bit more personally that my computer could offer. There is a bathouse in my town with a decent reputation and so I decided to take a cab down to it and see what fun I could get into. It was around bar time on a Saturday night, and it was already fairly crowded when I arrived. I quickly paid and got a locker,...
I have always known I was bisexual since I was a k**. I have topped but never bottomed, I have attempted bottoming a few times. First time I was 16 my friend and I tried, we didn't have lube and I wasn't streached out properly. A few months ago I bought a butt plug which is 4 inches long and a 8 inch dildo. I lube every night and put the plug in and every other night the dildo. It feels good when I do so. A description of myself, I am a black male, 51, looks to be in my 40's. Slim 5'8, 140 lbs....
I was in my bedroom, all alone. In front of me was my mirror. I took some time to admire my body. The Malayali features were prominent in me. My eyes were big and smoky. My slender pink lips complemented my dusky skin complexion. I had my hair cut up to my breasts. As I had just taken a bath, a portion of my hair curled and sat on my left breast. I pushed it behind to bring my breasts into view. They were big and round. They looked like chocolate cakes topped up by a chocolate chip. My curves...
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I thought I'd share an experience that I had at my local bath house earlier this year. I've always wanted to have a bukkake done on me and after some careful planning, made my dream into reality! I had tried a few times prior to this to set a bukkake up and it always failed. Either guys didn't show up, or if they did, joined into recieving and got most of the loads. I finally approached the owner of the bath house I go to and explained what I wanted to do. We know each other fairly well, and...
1 A two part story of a man whose lucrative business evolves into a true vocation. As with most of my stories it develops slowly, and I hope readers will stick with it into the second part.Houseboy For Hire, Part One Rory retrieved the key from under the third flower pot and let himself in the back door. He had a similar working arrangement with most of his clients, so that they wouldn’t have to be bothered letting him in every time, or even have to be home when he was there. ...
Michelle was still reeling from the encounter she had just had with a perfect stranger named Stan. He was the fireman that had given her first aid for the blisters on her feet, followed by an intense sex session right in the firehouse living quarters! She had just lived out one of her fantasies, and several more were swimming through her head as she waited for her ride home. After a few minutes, the fire engine returned from a blaze somewhere in the city. She was waiting patiently in the...
Pete and Devin stood atop a temporary platform which allowed them to look down through the hollow. The men smiled as they saw water draining away. Pete’s cell phone rang. As Pete answered it, Devin got a knowing look on his face. “Hello?” Pete answered. “Yes, this is Pete Nelson. Yes, Nelson Treehouse and Supply. Your treehouse ... hurting the tree? The side of a cliff!? Uh, yeah, that’s not something I’ve come across before.” The head of NTAS glanced around the work-site. “Um, yeah, I’ll...
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My jaw ached and it was worth it for the exhilaration I felt. I looked up at Xavier and caught the beads of sweat resting just below his hairline. He was panting, flustered perhaps in the manner to which I responded to his rushed announcement.At the point of climax, I was sure that Xavier’s knees weakened. Clasping his thighs, I felt his body tremble leading up to his release. His bucking hips stilled as I struggled to suck his swollen meat. Hot and with a tensile velvet, I eased it from my...
BisexualI had watched Misty from afar for as long as he could remember. We grew up next door to one another, but she was everything I wasn’t, cool, popular, and athletic. I sometimes thought I was invisible, I did well in school, but no one but the teachers knew I existed.Misty was a quandary though, she was so popular in school, but I never saw any friends at her house. In fact, I never saw her leave her house once home from school. I had a cool treehouse that overlooked both our back yards, and on...
MasturbationSRU: The Roadhouse by Corvus corax (Raven) Comma and Asterix looked at each other and sighed. Both of the deliverymen were hot, sweaty and very, very tired. On days like today, when it was 100 degrees in the shade, with 90 % humidity, it didn't pay to be moving around large pieces of magical equipment. Asterix continued to gaze over from the passenger seat of the SRU van to Comma, who was behind the wheel. He slumped down a little further into his seat. "Man! I sure could use...
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It was a culture shock moving to Boise, Idaho to attend Boise State University, after being born and raised in a small town in Nebraska, but that’s where I wanted to go to pursue my education for a career in the high-tech industry. I was in the top of my class in high school and studied hard to handle my double majors in electrical engineering and computer engineering.My name is Matt, and I became good friends with Ken and Dave, two boys from small towns in Idaho, since we began college at the...
CuckoldI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
MILFI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
MILFI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
MILFAUTHOR’S NOTE: This story contains encounters involving gay sex, bi-sex and straight sex which is why it was categorized under Novels and Novellas. ***** PRELUDE I woke up in the queen size bed on Saturday morning and looked over at the lovely person sound asleep next to me. It was a beautiful sight. We were both still naked from the marathon of sex from the night before. In spite of that however, I had a raging morning woody and I was ready for more. The bed sheets covered the lower...
‘Hey! HEY!’ Marcus yelled at the retreating form of Alice, trapped behind the plexiglass, he banged his tiny fists futilely against the surface. The sound reverberated within the room of the darkened dollhouse, but he had no doubt it was too quiet to be heard outside of that see-through wall. Not that there was anybody out there to hear it anymore, anyway. The bedroom door had closed, and Marcus was left alone inside of that dollhouse. Once the shock and embarrassment of what had happened...
My wife Megan and I were born and raised in the Atlanta area, and got our degrees from the University of Georgia. We got married right after graduation and moved to Baltimore for my civil engineering job and Megan got a job in finance there. By the time we were 32 years old, we had two children, and my company promoted me to a management position back in the Atlanta area.Megan was able to quit her finance job and stay home with the kids, due to my big increase in pay. I had a little more free...
OccupationsI shut off a table saw and heard the faint sound of crying coming from the treehouse. Concerned, I quietly climbed the ladder. My head poked over the edge, where I found Jodie, holding her phone and sobbing into her knees. I climbed the rest of the way into the treehouse and pit my hand on her shoulders. She looked up at me in surprise. "Daddy! Wha-?" "It's okay, sweetheart. What's wrong?" I asked, as gently as I could. Through her broken crying and restarting her sentences several...
Bob awoke to birds singing in the tree limbs above him. Kim was nestled in his arms. The early morning sun was warm, but not enough to offset the chill from their nakedness. Kim stirred and looked adoringly at Bob. "Good morning, lover," she whispered sweetly. Then she realized that she had no clothes on, and that, even though she was snuggled close to Bob, she was freezing. "We had better climb down and go inside," said Bob. Bob and Kim grabbed their clothes and hurriedly threw them...
I continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My uncle was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was in her...
MILFI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was in...
MILFThe footer at Penthouse Gold stamps a 2008 copyright date on the joint, which means it’s old as hell in Internet years. I bet all the old fuckers remember the Penthouse name from long before that, though. The brand got its start as an old-school paper porn rag in England way back in 1965, and I know some of you had your first fap to your dad or your grandpa’s copies hidden under his mattress. Before the Internet, these guys were some of the biggest names in the business alongside Playboy and...
Top Premium Porn SitesIt was a weekday afternoon and I had finished up my work early and with some free time I decided to visit the bath house which happened to be a favorite of mine in Columbus, Ohio. After the check-in, locker room change, and quick rinse off in the shower I went into the steam room for a nice relaxing time. The parking lot was pretty empty when I had gone in so I knew there wouldn't be many men there which was ok with me as I also enjoyed spending time in the steam room. Anyway, I went and stood...
Tabatha - Part 2 (Recall from Part 1: I opened the note. 'I know what you do when you are alone, sweetie.' the note read. Warmth rushed through my whole body. I was dizzy and hot and could have fainted. Shit, shit, shit! Who knows what I do? What do they know? Shit! Was it the UPS guy? He sure seemed to know something? Who was he? Shit! Fuck! Was it someone else? Was it a joke? Wait, maybe it wasn't for me? The note went on, 'What is in the box is just a beginning of many...
I want to tell the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse, on the Pacific coast of Colombia, in South America. But I must give you some background first.I had graduated from university here in London and had then taken a year out travelling around the world. On my travels across Europe and Asia, I had pursued my passion for photographing the natural world. I had set up a website and posted updates almost every...
MILFI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
MILFThere are twenty four usable hours in every day. That is what my mother used to tell me when I was a younger. She told me that I had to make sure to make every hour count. I never really took her words to heart, and I let time slip by me. Before I knew it, I was graduating high school and I was on my way to college. Where did my teen years go? Was it time for me to grow up? What had I accomplished? I am eighteen years old and on my way to a major university. I received a scholarship and a full...
IncestPete drove up to the Harris property, having just returned from a cliff-side treehouse near Memphis, Tennessee which was in serious need of modification, lest it kill both of the trees which were supporting it. The first thing the head of NTAS saw as he brought the pick-up truck to a stop was his son Henry, who was carrying a bucket of paint. “How’s it going?” the father called out. “Going great,” Henry called back as his father made his way to the back yard. “But Paula wants to talk to...
Pete led Julie into her back yard, at which point he insisted that she look down, not up. Her parents and what looked like half of Tupelo followed at a respectful distance. “OK, now just stay looking down,” Pete told the eager teenage girl, “OK, now on three-two-one you can look up. Ready?” Julie was almost vibrating with excitement. “Yes, yes I’m ready!” “OK then,” Pete told her. “Three, two, one ... Look up!” Julie looked up and gasped. “Great Shades of Elvis!” she breathed. Several...
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I continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
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Hilde patted the edges of her mouth with the linen napkin. Looking to her husband, he smiled and placed his cutlery in a perfect line on his empty plate.“Very good, you have certainly passed this aspect of the interview with flying colours.”Graciously, I nodded my head, “You are welcome, I like cooking, even more so for other people.”Noticing their wine glasses were a quarter full, I scuttled around the table to charge them. I topped up their water glasses too.“Would you like the cheese board...
BisexualIf I had been told on my sixteenth birthday, that I would end up working as a houseboy, I would’ve advised the forecaster of that statement to sign up for some psychological evaluation. That, however, is exactly what happened by the time I had turned seventeen-years-old.To fully explain how this came about, I am afraid that I now have to embark on a two-part history lesson:Firstly, after my mother had left my dad and me when I was eight-years-old, my father continued to be employed as a foreman...
Gay MaleI’ve already told you about the first time I watched my wife being fucked. That was by my boss when I was based in Europe, after a fairly drunken evening. She had no recollection of the incident the next morning. Actually that’s not quite correct, she knew she had been fucked but assumed it was by me. We spent several years in Europe but she stayed fairly frigid, only really fuckable when drunk. I then got transferred to our Nairobi office. I should really have declined the posting...
Harry’s life as a Phyllis’s houseboy had turned out to be better than the situation of many of his contemporaries. A sponsored male in New Order Britain wasn’t under the sort of constant surveillance, harassment, and suspicion of subversion that un-sponsored males had to put up with. And besides, Phyllis had turned out to be a reasonable sponsor. The dream at school had been to be picked out as some girl’s life-partner but, realistically, that didn’t happen to more than a handful of men....
We’ll need a little genealogy: My uncle Robert, born in 1935; my mother, 1938; my brother Terry, 1961; me in 1963, and my Jeremy, 1986, and Rochelle, the year following. Jeremy says the odds of three generations being boy-girl are 1:64. I didn’t learn anything that interesting when I took biology from Mrs. Thornton, though I read about this lady who had nine daughters in a row. I’ll bet the last one never got a new anything. So here are three pairs of siblings in our family tree, one line per...