Realising i was bi Pt 3 the morning after
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Many years ago, my now ex wife and I adopted the swinging lifestyle by joining a swapper's club. This was great fun and eroticism and actually strengthened our marriage, we divorced because we fell out of love and I suppose realistically began to get on each other's nerves, although we were married for 19 years.
My wife, Karen, was five six tall, 196 lbs with 38C breasts raven haired and at the time was 25 years old. I was 24 years old and six one and a half tall, medium build 175 lbs with blonde hair.
During this alternate lifestyle period, we often attended parties and private soirees; the true story I am about to relate to you began around this period of our lives. We attended one such private soiree in Ilford, Essex; it was held in a semi detached two bed roomed house. We were surprised to find some thirty people in attendance when we arrived and that was at only 6 pm.
We joined the main group in the living room where there was already porno films being shown on the large screen TV. There were some ten males and six females in the room in various states of undress. We popped into the kitchen to grab some drinks and bumped into a couple of friends we had met from other parties, they invited us up to a bed room for some instant action.
We grabbed our drinks and went upstairs, in the main bedroom there was already loads of people on the large king sized bed, the four of us undressed and managed to squeeze on the edge of the bed. No matter where you put your hands, odds were that you would be touching someone's privates or tits; but no one was complaining in the slightest.
After some twenty minutes a couple entered the room, I had not seen this couple at any other swinger events we had attended; The man, I later discovered was called David. He was five six tall slightly overweight and greyish haired. He nervously asked if there were two men here who would like to make his wife's fantasy come true by giving her a double penetration fuck.
He then pointed to his wife, Stella, who was five four tall around 160 lbs with large breasts and auburn hair. Karen volunteered me and a guy called Andy also volunteered; we cleared a space on the bed and I lay down, Stella then climbed on to me and slipped my hard seven inch cock up her cunt. As she did so he smiled a wonderful sexy smile in my direction and then pressed her large cherry tipped tits into my chest, her nipples were like bullets, they were so hard. From where I was I could not see what Andy was up to although I could see David looking closely as my cock slipped into his wife's soaking wet cunt.
I felt the weight on the bed shift as Andy got into place; he must have been trying to slide his cock up Stella's arse because she tensed up and moved up slightly up my body. I whispered to her to try to relax and enjoy the experience. Stella thanked me and relaxed allowing Andy to enter her arse, for the next twenty minutes we systematically double fucked Stella through three orgasms and finally deposited our loads in her respective holes. Stella was ecstatic and was passionately kissing me as my hands mauled her tits.
Andy soon pulled out and moved away, Stella kissed me once more and as she pulled back she whispered thank you, you were great. I replied that I was only as good as the person I was with. Stella blushed a little at this and made a big thing about giving me another passionate kiss as she said thank you once more.
David and Stella disappeared and Karen was soon sucking my cock clean before we wandered off to the living room still naked to watch some porn. About an hour later we were joined by David and Stella; Stella made sure to squeeze in beside me and asked if the film on the TV was any good. I replied that it was the usual standard and asked if she had recovered from her exertions. She nodded and smiled at David; I excused myself and invited David to come to the kitchen for a drink.
As we walked into the kitchen I asked David if he had enjoyed sucking my spunk from his wife's cunt. He was shocked but then simply nodded; his shock disappeared when I said; good so everyone enjoyed themselves!
He asked if I was not disgusted by him eating another man's spunk and I replied why would I be disgusted, after all one man's meat may be another man's poison but no one is forcing that man to eat the meat. David physically relaxed and smiled. I asked him to come and see us before he left and maybe we could exchange phone numbers. David said he would talk to his wife and if she was happy to swap details he would make sure to find us before they left.
To cut a long story short, two hours later, Stella came over and handed me a paper and pen and I jotted down our phone number; as I handed the items back to her she slipped a piece of paper into my hand. I was surprised as she then scribbled her phone number onto part of the paper and tore it off giving me her phone number. Now this was before mobile phones really took off and at the time the state of the art mobile was like a house brick and weighed about twice the weight; so the numbers exchanged were for the land line phones.
Around 3 am Karen and I left the party and made our way home. Now one of our usual routines as we drove home from these parties was to head for an all night taxi diner, where we would get a bite to eat. We arrived home at 4.30 am and crawled satisfied into bed. Next morning over a leisurely fuck we discussed the events the previous night.
With my cock buried up Karen's arse, I suddenly remembered the slip of paper Stella had given me and reached over to take it from my trouser pocket. Karen asked what I was doing, I quickly explained and together we read the short note:
Hi Ray,
I don't know if Karen will be reading this but, I just had to say your cock felt so wonderful when it ploughed into my cunt. I can't wait to sample it again; David told me you sussed his preference for eating cream pie and was ok about it, which from your reactions on the bed was no less then I would have expected from such a gentleman.
Hope you give us a ring real soon.
Dave and Stella.
Karen grabbed the phone and dialled their number, even I expected Karen to be angry at this secret love note, but when whoever answered at the other end, and she was all sweetness and light. It turned out that she had got David and soon asked to speak to Stella, I half expected fireworks from Karen but her tone never changed. She said, "Glad you enjoyed Ray and everything met to your approval. When would you like to get together because I loved the taste of your cunt juices as I sucked Ray's cock clean?"
Between the two of them they arranged to meet at Dave and Stella's house in two weeks time, I heard Karen tell Stella that before I fucked her again she was going to eat her cunt and nibble on her clit and expected the same in return. Karen then hung up the phone without allowing me to speak to either Dave or Stella.
The next two weeks really dragged, I suppose this was because I was not party to the full arrangements made by Karen and Stella. Apparently Stella phoned Karen during this two week period to find out what we both ate as they planned to lay on a proper evening meal.
Many years ago, my now ex wife and I adopted the swinging lifestyle by joining a swapper's club. This was great fun and eroticism and actually strengthened our marriage, we divorced because we fell out of love and I suppose realistically began to get on each other's nerves, although we were married for 19 years.
My wife, Karen, was five six tall, 196 lbs with 38C breasts raven haired and at the time was 25 years old. I was 24 years old and six one and a half tall, medium build 175 lbs with blonde hair.
During this alternate lifestyle period, we often attended parties and private soirees; the true story I am about to relate to you began around this period of our lives. We attended one such private soiree in Ilford, Essex; it was held in a semi detached two bed roomed house. We were surprised to find some thirty people in attendance when we arrived and that was at only 6 pm.
We joined the main group in the living room where there was already porno films being shown on the large screen TV. There were some ten males and six females in the room in various states of undress. We popped into the kitchen to grab some drinks and bumped into a couple of friends we had met from other parties, they invited us up to a bed room for some instant action.
We grabbed our drinks and went upstairs, in the main bedroom there was already loads of people on the large king sized bed, the four of us undressed and managed to squeeze on the edge of the bed. No matter where you put your hands, odds were that you would be touching someone's privates or tits; but no one was complaining in the slightest.
After some twenty minutes a couple entered the room, I had not seen this couple at any other swinger events we had attended; The man, I later discovered was called David. He was five six tall slightly overweight and greyish haired. He nervously asked if there were two men here who would like to make his wife's fantasy come true by giving her a double penetration fuck.
He then pointed to his wife, Stella, who was five four tall around 160 lbs with large breasts and auburn hair. Karen volunteered me and a guy called Andy also volunteered; we cleared a space on the bed and I lay down, Stella then climbed on to me and slipped my hard seven inch cock up her cunt. As she did so he smiled a wonderful sexy smile in my direction and then pressed her large cherry tipped tits into my chest, her nipples were like bullets, they were so hard. From where I was I could not see what Andy was up to although I could see David looking closely as my cock slipped into his wife's soaking wet cunt.
I felt the weight on the bed shift as Andy got into place; he must have been trying to slide his cock up Stella's arse because she tensed up and moved up slightly up my body. I whispered to her to try to relax and enjoy the experience. Stella thanked me and relaxed allowing Andy to enter her arse, for the next twenty minutes we systematically double fucked Stella through three orgasms and finally deposited our loads in her respective holes. Stella was ecstatic and was passionately kissing me as my hands mauled her tits.
Andy soon pulled out and moved away, Stella kissed me once more and as she pulled back she whispered thank you, you were great. I replied that I was only as good as the person I was with. Stella blushed a little at this and made a big thing about giving me another passionate kiss as she said thank you once more.
David and Stella disappeared and Karen was soon sucking my cock clean before we wandered off to the living room still naked to watch some porn. About an hour later we were joined by David and Stella; Stella made sure to squeeze in beside me and asked if the film on the TV was any good. I replied that it was the usual standard and asked if she had recovered from her exertions. She nodded and smiled at David; I excused myself and invited David to come to the kitchen for a drink.
As we walked into the kitchen I asked David if he had enjoyed sucking my spunk from his wife's cunt. He was shocked but then simply nodded; his shock disappeared when I said; good so everyone enjoyed themselves!
He asked if I was not disgusted by him eating another man's spunk and I replied why would I be disgusted, after all one man's meat may be another man's poison but no one is forcing that man to eat the meat. David physically relaxed and smiled. I asked him to come and see us before he left and maybe we could exchange phone numbers. David said he would talk to his wife and if she was happy to swap details he would make sure to find us before they left.
To cut a long story short, two hours later, Stella came over and handed me a paper and pen and I jotted down our phone number; as I handed the items back to her she slipped a piece of paper into my hand. I was surprised as she then scribbled her phone number onto part of the paper and tore it off giving me her phone number. Now this was before mobile phones really took off and at the time the state of the art mobile was like a house brick and weighed about twice the weight; so the numbers exchanged were for the land line phones.
Around 3 am Karen and I left the party and made our way home. Now one of our usual routines as we drove home from these parties was to head for an all night taxi diner, where we would get a bite to eat. We arrived home at 4.30 am and crawled satisfied into bed. Next morning over a leisurely fuck we discussed the events the previous night.
With my cock buried up Karen's arse, I suddenly remembered the slip of paper Stella had given me and reached over to take it from my trouser pocket. Karen asked what I was doing, I quickly explained and together we read the short note:
Hi Ray,
I don't know if Karen will be reading this but, I just had to say your cock felt so wonderful when it ploughed into my cunt. I can't wait to sample it again; David told me you sussed his preference for eating cream pie and was ok about it, which from your reactions on the bed was no less then I would have expected from such a gentleman.
Hope you give us a ring real soon.
Dave and Stella.
Karen grabbed the phone and dialled their number, even I expected Karen to be angry at this secret love note, but when whoever answered at the other end, and she was all sweetness and light. It turned out that she had got David and soon asked to speak to Stella, I half expected fireworks from Karen but her tone never changed. She said, "Glad you enjoyed Ray and everything met to your approval. When would you like to get together because I loved the taste of your cunt juices as I sucked Ray's cock clean?"
Between the two of them they arranged to meet at Dave and Stella's house in two weeks time, I heard Karen tell Stella that before I fucked her again she was going to eat her cunt and nibble on her clit and expected the same in return. Karen then hung up the phone without allowing me to speak to either Dave or Stella.
The next two weeks really dragged, I suppose this was because I was not party to the full arrangements made by Karen and Stella. Apparently Stella phoned Karen during this two week period to find out what we both ate as they planned to lay on a proper evening meal.
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“Aaahhh .. Aahhhhh…. Aaahhhhh” Rituraj was moaning very loud. His hands were rough and was moving all over on Rituraj’s smooth buttery body. He pressed Rituraj’s small but cute boobs very hard. He rimmed. He licked. He fucked Rituraj’s ass royally. “Yeahhhhhh …. Aaahhhh Ritu… Aaahhhhh … I am gonna make you go crazy, you slutty bitch…” With each push Rituraj felt that he’s in heaven & finally all the cum was to be feed in his cute, round ass. ******************** “Wake up Raj, wake up” said...
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That evening I drank two glasses of ouzo. Usually I drink only one but that evening I drank two. For once. And maybe that’s why I had a strange dream. Or maybe the cause was rooted in the green salad I stuffed myself. If so, then the nitrates definitely can do miracles. I was sleeping meekly and soundly when I saw a lovely girl. She had a long copper blond hair, pale blue eyes and body of a model. I continued sleeping nonchalantly, pretending not to be interested. She fluttered her eyelashes...
SupernaturalTwenty five years on, one can easily see the mistakes made in their youth. But, as the saying goes, hindsight is 20/20. There is little to be gained by rehashing past mistakes in your head again and again, losing sleep over it, and making yourself mental in the process. And yet this is exactly what I did on a regular basis. It's said that without closure, no relationship is ever truly over. It's also been written that sometimes closure can come from writing a letter to your ex that you never...
It was still early when we got back to the apartment. We cycled through the bathroom, and the girls decided that a conversation would go better in comfy clothes, so they changed into the Christmas jammies I had put into their stockings. Jess mixed a rum and Coke for me and for herself, and Kate put some background music on. I made a mental note to find out how these two children of the 1990s had been introduced to ABBA. Soon we were settled on the couch, with me on one end, Kate on the other,...
I was totally at loss, frustrated. I was aimlessly roaming here and there with broken heart, broken health. I lost everything. My bank account made nil to my so called wife’s account. My house was taken forcefully. My son, my daughter, my wife, even my parents… all, all had thrown me out. My neighbors have left me. My childhood friend Shakti Chaudhary abandoned my company by slapping. I was, not first class student, but above average student. I bagged several merit awards. My class mates, my...
T-Girl's dream (With apologies to Katy Perry) Wish I was pretty I'd put some make-up on I'll tell you hunny the feeling is quite strong Can you get me can I let my walls come down ... Down ... If I just let me stop trying to be a fake But things can be real heavy Time to bring me to life Yes I think it might be my time ... my time Gonna go all the way tonight no more fear just time start to live, before I die Yes can I Now be real forever I'll be...
Hi to all, I’m “Cross Dresser and Lesbian from Bangalore and I served so many lesbian in my life time. Most of them are my friends and they telling their story in these stories I am sending you the following stories and this is one of my real story which took place at Shimogga Koppa. I and Ashu are the two close friends from our collage days. We are in different class. But we meet daily and chat till to end of the school. She is at hostel and I am coming from home day by day our friendship...
LesbianWater rushes in to meet her toes, wiggling things in the sand, petite and pretty. A wistful sigh escapes her as she turns her eyes to the horizon and wonders once more where he might be? What he might be doing? Her Dreamer. Does he think of her like she does him, she wonders. Does the night caress him with the softest brush of its lips, the darkness creep over his skin all shadows and longing and prickle his flesh with a kiss? She smiles as she closes her eyes and turns her face into the...
--- Living the Dream (MF, impreg) by Krosis of the Collective --- Angela stirred from her sleep, feeling warm flesh pressed into her back. Graham, her boyfriend, had moved into the "spoon" position, his pelvis grinding into her butt. "You're so beautiful," he whispered. His pelvis dipped lower, allowing his erect penis to stray under her bum, searching for that magical spot. Angela blushed. He hadn't said she was beautiful in months, and she was beginning to think...
I was dreaming; I had to be. I was sure no place like this ever existed. Golden sand stretched toward the horizon in every direction. The sun was high in the sky, but I couldn’t feel the heat that was coming off it. The sand didn’t burn my bare feet. I wiggled my toes, making sure I could feel them, making sure that I could feel at all in this mysterious dream world. The sand didn’t even feel like sand! It felt like the finest silk was swaddling my feet, reminding me of the costumes I made for...
SupernaturalDream. Dream. Dream.At 28 years old, Abby (short for Abbigail) was happy. At 30 years old, Jason was happy too.Abby, was a loving wife of 5 years, having known Jason for nearly 8 years. They were totally in love from the first moment they saw each other.Not just a normal Husband & Wife, they were Master and Slave. They were made for each other.Abby was a looker, no doubt about that. 5ft 3 tall, slim body she had worked hard to keep in shape, nice blonde hair just past shoulder length and light...
I would like to thank Cassandra Morgan's 'A Few More Favourite Themes' for putting me on to the stories by Mrs Anyonamrs and Miss Anyonamiss : Careful and Careful 2. They were basically one story from two perspectives, but provided the inspiration for my short and comparatively dim shadow of an offering here. The original stories seemed to hang in the air, have the author(s) thought of giving them both a definite finish? They were too good to be just left with unanswered...
Everything went well this week; we even ordered some more electric vehicles for the property. I guess we could officially call it a ranch now, since we have horses. We also came up with a bio-fuel formula that Kristy could easily produce; the vehicles could be easily converted to run on it, while still accept regular fuel. I love it when a plan comes together, as my old TV buddy (Hannibal Smith) used to say. We were just about to sit down to dinner when it happened. "Spatial anomaly...
After watching Renée drive away, I turned back to the dorm. Replaying the night's events over and over again, I made my way back to my room. The feel of her skin, the way she smiled at me and the unbelievable way she totally had her way with me all made me smile. I could still smell her scent lightly on my hands, and it gave me another charge. Once in my room, I got undressed and climbed into bed. For a few minutes I relived portions of the night in my mind. The feel of Renée's body...
I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls. – Job 30:29 (For Robin, who asked me to write a story about dragons, elves, and unicorns . . . . ) Melissa came awake with a start, her heart beating in great excitement. Her husband Tim had turned over in his sleep, tearing her from the world of dreams, and the transition was so jarring that she almost wept for the loss. Melissa glanced over at the alarm clock on the bedside counter, it’s glaring red 6:45 mocked her. Time enough to fall...
Ever since I turned 16 sex had preoccupied most of my dreams, but the dream last night had felt so real. Standing under the shower hot water pouring down over me, my pussy was still sticky and wet with cum. Closing my eyes I could still feel his fingers rubbing my clit and his voice whispering in my ear.“You love it don't you?”By the time I finished my shower he was already at the table eating breakfast. I tried to keep my voice cheerful, "Good morning Daddy."I leaned down to kiss his cheek,...
IncestI woke up suddenly from a vivid erotic dream that I couldn't remember at first. It was late Saturday morning, the sun was streaming in through my curtains and I was lying naked on the bed, cold. I had the makings of a full hangover too, my head spun as I reached over to pull the quilt around me. "That's your own fault girl", I admonished myself, "That second bottle of red wine was defiantly not a good idea." I felt sticky and was about to get up and take a shower when I noticed Duke had...
That evening I drank two glasses of ouzo. Usually I drink only one but that evening I drank two. For once. And maybe that's why I had a strange dream. Or maybe the cause was rooted in the green salad I stuffed myself. If so, then the nitrates definitely can do miracles. I was sleeping meekly and soundly when I saw a lovely girl. She had a long copperblond hair, pale blue eyes and body of a model. I continued sleeping nonchalantly, pretending not to be interested. She fluttered her eyelashes...
I didn’t know which was worse, being an out of work writer like me, or being an over the hill, out of work movie star like Lois. Lois was her real name by the way. Her stage name was Marietta Miles. Some hack agent had given her the name when she arrived in the Dream. She had stopped going by it the second year after she stopped working in the flicks. She had gone back to Lois Nelson of Hastings Kansas. Why she didn’t go home to her family was beyond me. It was just as well for me, since she...