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My First Experiences, Page 6. free porn video
I want to say that all these stories are 100% true. I am writing them exactly how, and in the order that they happened. I'm not adding or changing anything, except maybe some of the names. This is exactly how I remember the a nd the feelings that I had.
I must admit, I thought to myself that maybe "Lorence" or "Eric" would recognize themselves in the stories and reach out to contact me. Maybe I'm just a silly romantic! Now back to my experiences...
I stopped going to see Mike shortly after the time I saw him that I wrote about on page 5. I can't remember exactly why I stopped going to see him. I know that I almost always had girlfriends, between them and starting a career, it was hard to get away. I do know that I was not the only guy he was, "massaging." That was a turn off for sure.
It would be years until my next experience. I was older now, 30ish I think. I was by now mostly just living out fantasies by watching porn. I found that I love to watch beautiful girls sucking cocks and taking cumshots in their mouths and on their faces. In my fantasy time, I will admit that as much as I am attracted to women, I usually pictured myself as the "girl", the one sucking cock more often than I'd picture myself as the guy getting sucked. (I posted one of my favorite videos on my personal page and I will look for and post some of my other favorites later) I love seeing beautiful women enjoying and exploring beautiful cocks with their mouths. I love seeing how much they are enjoying themselves, how happy and fulfilled they look. When the guy cums, it's like the girls prize, it's the reward for their efforts. I had never tasted a mans cum at this point.
I had also discovered various ways to find personals, dating and or sex ads. This is how I met "Patrick." My lady was out of town and as always seems to happen, I find myself wanting to be with a man. To be more accurate, I find myself wanting cock.
Patrick was tall, about 6'5", and weighed around 240. He was muscular and in good shape, like I was. Also, like Eric, Patrick was black. I diffenitly have a "type." I like darker or tan guys, I just love the way their cocks look. Actually, I've only been with Arab, middle eastern and black guys.
I went to see Patrick at his house. As nervous as I was, I knew I wanted to be with him. Maybe I even needed to be with him. After some small talk, he gave me a quick tour of his home and ended in his bedroom. It could have been out of a movie. There were several lit candles in the darkened room, in fact the only light was Candlelight. On the floor and dropped across the bed were soft, warm fur rugs. It was very romantic. Even the toughest, most masculine of men might be seduced.
With the combination of the room, this big beautiful mans ease and confidence and my urges, it was too much. I don't even remember what he was wearing, but I turned to face him and quickly removed whatever was covering his manhood. I had him sit on the side of his bed and I fell to my knees in front of him.
His balls were nice and tight, and his cock was already stiff and straight. It was laying on his stomach as he leaned back onto the bed. He was resting on his elbows as if to watch the show.
This is where I wanted to be. This is where I had fantasized about being many times. I was on my knees in front of a big, gorgeous cock.
Continued next on page 7.
I must admit, I thought to myself that maybe "Lorence" or "Eric" would recognize themselves in the stories and reach out to contact me. Maybe I'm just a silly romantic! Now back to my experiences...
I stopped going to see Mike shortly after the time I saw him that I wrote about on page 5. I can't remember exactly why I stopped going to see him. I know that I almost always had girlfriends, between them and starting a career, it was hard to get away. I do know that I was not the only guy he was, "massaging." That was a turn off for sure.
It would be years until my next experience. I was older now, 30ish I think. I was by now mostly just living out fantasies by watching porn. I found that I love to watch beautiful girls sucking cocks and taking cumshots in their mouths and on their faces. In my fantasy time, I will admit that as much as I am attracted to women, I usually pictured myself as the "girl", the one sucking cock more often than I'd picture myself as the guy getting sucked. (I posted one of my favorite videos on my personal page and I will look for and post some of my other favorites later) I love seeing beautiful women enjoying and exploring beautiful cocks with their mouths. I love seeing how much they are enjoying themselves, how happy and fulfilled they look. When the guy cums, it's like the girls prize, it's the reward for their efforts. I had never tasted a mans cum at this point.
I had also discovered various ways to find personals, dating and or sex ads. This is how I met "Patrick." My lady was out of town and as always seems to happen, I find myself wanting to be with a man. To be more accurate, I find myself wanting cock.
Patrick was tall, about 6'5", and weighed around 240. He was muscular and in good shape, like I was. Also, like Eric, Patrick was black. I diffenitly have a "type." I like darker or tan guys, I just love the way their cocks look. Actually, I've only been with Arab, middle eastern and black guys.
I went to see Patrick at his house. As nervous as I was, I knew I wanted to be with him. Maybe I even needed to be with him. After some small talk, he gave me a quick tour of his home and ended in his bedroom. It could have been out of a movie. There were several lit candles in the darkened room, in fact the only light was Candlelight. On the floor and dropped across the bed were soft, warm fur rugs. It was very romantic. Even the toughest, most masculine of men might be seduced.
With the combination of the room, this big beautiful mans ease and confidence and my urges, it was too much. I don't even remember what he was wearing, but I turned to face him and quickly removed whatever was covering his manhood. I had him sit on the side of his bed and I fell to my knees in front of him.
His balls were nice and tight, and his cock was already stiff and straight. It was laying on his stomach as he leaned back onto the bed. He was resting on his elbows as if to watch the show.
This is where I wanted to be. This is where I had fantasized about being many times. I was on my knees in front of a big, gorgeous cock.
Continued next on page 7.
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