Scratching the Itch
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I've always been an introvert. I never want the spot light and that has led to me missing out on many things that I have wanted to experience. For example, I had crush on a friend's mother. She was plus sized and considered unattractive by most, but I loved the feel of her soft body when she hugged me. I masturbated and had many wet dreams involving her. I would meet a girl who could have been her twin, but because I feared being involved with someone unattractive, I denied her advances.
I never liked talk shows, but one day I came across an episode where men dressing like women was the topic. Some were obvious males while others could fool you. What was interesting was I found myself being attracted to the ones that could fool you, despite knowing they were men. As men were fooled, they'd have it revealed on the show that they actually slept with a man. I began to fantasize what I would do if I were ever in that predicament. I've had my dick sucked many of times before officially confirming it was a woman. In other words, woman have jerked or sucked me off before I had access to their vagina. But what I was really interested in was what I would do after discovering they were a man. Would I continue? I would have already been enjoying it, so why put and abrupt end to the fun?
My fantasies became dominated by that and one night returning from a strip club, I passed an alternative club where a nice looking plus sized she male hit on me. I was totally aroused and even exchanged numbers. We spoke once on the phone and I showed little interest in the convocation as hooking up with her could have become and I was scared what would happen if I liked sleeping with her and what that meant.
A final example of how I prevented myself from a possible enjoyable experience was when I was hit on by a man at the gym. I've always had issues with the size of my penis. I m average, but at the time I didn't only seen porno dicks and I knew I wasn't that big. One day while out, I had to use the restroom and a workout facility was the only option. Their restroom was in the shower area and because I wasn't a member, I should t have had access. However, the young lady allowed me to use it. A grown man came out of the shower as I entered and what I became fixated on was the size of his dick. He was very small. I m sure the shower made it smaller, but his dick was definitely smaller than mine. That turned me on. After using the restroom I would pass him again. His tiny dick and sagging balls were all I could look at. It reminded me of the Greek statues. It was beauty in it.
Years later, while working out I noticed a man looking at me as I lotioned up after a workout. I had often used shower times to check out the packages of random men. I also loved walking around nude when noticing I was larger or the same size as many of the others that were naked. I decided to give the onlookers a show making sure to rub lotion on my crotch while he was looking. As we were semi isolated, I damn near masturbated for him. As I left out and was headed to the parking lot, he approached me. I played dumb and he lost interest and his nerve as another opportunity was blown.
I could go on and on about similar chances I've blown, but eventually I broke the trend. We have a local magazine and on the final pages their are adds for phone sex, massages and the like. I read them for the entertainment and stumbled upon a married couple that did full service massages. I knew full service meant happy ending as I'd entertained the thought of getting a male to male rub down but always refused to make the call. But a male and female team was right up my alley.
Including a female meant I eased the fears of it being a gay experience. The couple labeled themselves as mature so it meant I wouldn't know them and they wouldn't t know any of my friends. Upon calling, they were an hour away so having this experiment be my secret was helping me make the decision to go with it.
As I drove over, I focused on what the man would look like and what he would want to do to me? What would I allow him to do to me? I had a few things I wouldn't do. He could not penetrate me and I wouldn't penetrate him. That s odd as I've had many women fuck me with vibrators, anal beads and their fingers and I really enjoy being fucked in my ass. But a man doing it with his rod was not something that interested me. Kissing was another no He could suck my dick, but I would only suck or touch his penis if he was my size or smaller. A man with a big dick did nothing for me.
As I arrived at their condo, he answered the door. He was tall and probably
of German ancestry. He was sort of balding and had a receding hairline. I d
guess most women wouldn't t find him attractive. He was just what I wanted.
After brief conversation, I was told to undress and get on the table and he and his wife would be down. I had forgotten all about her. I finally began to wonder what she looked like. The add said mature, bushy, as in a hairy pussy, and 36 dd or some number like that to point out she had natural big tits. I thought model type when initially reading it, but after getting a look at him I figured she would look different. In reality, it didn't t matter. Especially if he had a small unit. That was the deal breaker. What he was working with.
When they came down the stairs I first noticed his cock. He wasn't hard and it looked to be the same size as mine if not smaller. I was happy! His wife had large breast as advertised. He looked to be in his mid fifties and she looked older than him in the face. She was chubby but her breast sort of evened out her frame. I found her unattractive and it turned me on. I was fulfilling a dirty fantasy and had the perfect dirty looking playmates.
It began as a normal massage, except we were all naked. He did my feet while she did my actual head. Every once and a while his dick would brush against my feet. I believe he was doing it on purpose. As he rubbed my lower legs and moved north he would constantly ask if I were ok. I always assured him to continue. I was rock hard at this point. My dick was jumping on its own. Her large breast were just above my head but I was concentrating on his still phallic penis. As his wife moved to me chest area he d reached my thighs. He commented to his wife that I had a nice piece. I was stunned at how natural it all seemed. When I closed my eyes I couldn't t tell which had were the man's and which were female. They were using baby oil and their hands across my naked body was great. When his dick touched me, I didn't t die. There was no major tragedy. I was really enjoying myself!
I was so pleased that when he rubbed high on my thighs I would let out moans. I was wanting for my dick to be touched badly at the moment. After more incidents of his dick touching my hand, as they we both on my sides, he continued to ask if I were ok. I assured him I was. They knew I was loving it at that moment.
He had encouraged me to touch his wife as they rubbed me. I sucked her breast for a moment and ran my fingers through her pussy hair but that wasn't t what interested me at the moment. I was turned in by how soft and silky her skin felt. As his dick brushed against my hand again, that got me to look in his direction. I wanted for him to have an erection. He didn't. I began to debate with myself. I wanted to stroke him to see if I could get him up. I wondered what his dick would feel like in my hand. They had reached the point where there was only one part of my body that they hadn't t touched with my being on my back. He placed his fingers on my cock and gently stroked. I moaned. He knew he didn't t have to ask if I were ok anymore. His wife just looked on as he began to grip my cock and stroke it with his baby oiled hands. It had me feeling so relaxed and comfortable. Without thinking, I began to stroke his cock as he made small talk to his wife. He was telling her to go prepare the warm towels as we stroked each other. He never became erect although I did feel the sticky ore cum escape from his dick. His wife was out of the room and I decided to go for it.
I placed his tiny member in my mouth. If I had to explain how it felt I would say imagine a balloon shaped like a dick. As I sucked it seemed soft and hollow. He never became erect as I sucked and began to bobbing as I find led his scrotum sack. I asked if he would get hard and he told me he and his wife went at it before I arrived so he probably wouldn't t be able to get it up. His wife returned and he went back to jerking me off as I lay there and enjoyed it allowing more and more moans to escape.
He announced I was really going to like what happened next. Both he and his
wife rubbed my lower stomach simultaneously. They played in my pubic hair and
rubbed my balls. On began to stroke while the other played with my sack. I
grunted aloud for all to hear. I bust my impressive load and they had to jump
back from getting sprayed. He got back to work right away milking all of that
nut out of my dick. He commented to his wife how I had put out a lot. She was
still amused from my eruption but eventually got back in on the action.
They cleaned me off and turned me over and he pretty much did the rest of the
massage on his own. I told myself it was going to be a one time experience but I
was contemplating that as I got my back rubbed. I wanted to have my ass played
with. I wanted to experience sucking his rock hard dick. I wanted to suck my cum
from off the breast of his wife.
The hour long experience came to an end. I left thinking g I would have to come one or maybe two more times.
I've been back many more times! I've yet to see him with an erection. His age makes me think erection dysfunction. But as I've entered the swinger's lifestyle with my girlfriend, I've learned some men are just turned on by many different things. Maybe his thing is getting men off with his wife. Whatever it is, I enjoy being part of it. It s my dirty little secret, albeit I just shared it to anyone that reads this.
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Introduction: This is my first story. I have dramatised it a bit but its pretty much based on real experiences I have had. Let me know what you think. I had a nine o clock meeting with a customer four hours drive away, so my boss had let me drive down on the Thursday afternoon and because the meeting could easily run into five or six hours, he said he wasnt expecting me back on the Friday. I wasnt away from home much and so had left my husband of seven years instructions on how not to burn his...
So I have been married for a little more than seven years. My wife is great and we have great sex together. But before I met her I was a slut, fucked anything I could stick my dick in. So for me to go this long without strange I thought was really good. Being that I just turned 35 I was feeling kind of old and really needed a pick me up. So I started working out and doing some hobbies and shit. The wife and I went on a trip to this small town up in the mountains. We were having fun shopping...
Been trawling through the site having a good old rub-a-dub at all the hot dads and grandpas on here and it got me thinking back to when I was a randy 19 year old and this steaming hot dirty old fucker I met one night on the way home from a club.It had been a crap night at the Contessa,grand name but a dive of a club which was basically an old victorian town house that'd been turned into a gay(ish) night club that had plenty of dark areas where you could have a quick grope before the...
This is the story of a real sluttie bitch who at the time of these events was my 25 year old daughter in law. Her name is Tammy and she is plump but not real fat; actually pleasant to look at if you didn't know what evil was in her head. She is 5'5" and weighs between 160 and 180 pounds depending on her appetite with brown hair and green eyes. If you like nice full round rumps she is very hot and her tits are something to see as they are large full D cups that stick out straight from her chest...
My husband has been pushing me to have sex with a stranger while he watches. I have never had any interest in this. Granted that after seven years of marriage our sex life was not tat great I really never wanted to have sex with a stranger but I gave in just to shut him up. I thought this would be quick and easy. My husband planned this all out and set some rules like wear a condom and no black guys. I am only thirty years old and weigh about 120lbs with sandy blonde hair, nice body and brown...
His night had only just begun at the front desk of the hotel and Matt was getting bored already. The hotel's bar was next to the lobby separated only by a slight frame so people could walk through easily. He sat and watched the bar die down until there were only a few people left finishing up their drinks. The bartenders worked quickly to clean so they could leave for the night. “Lucky bastards,” Matt thought to himself glancing at the computer clock for the millionth time. He decided to read...
Straight SexJessica could remember way, way back to when she was just a little girl. All she ever wanted was to be a good little girl. She always did exactly what she was told. She respected her father and obeyed her mother's instructions to the letter. In school, she was the pretty blond girl who sat up in the first seat and generally knew the answers to all the questions the teacher asked to see who was really learning the lessons. The pastor loved to see her smiling face in church on Sunday and her...
Something woke me up in the middle of the night. I looked around, then focused my eyes on the clock. 1:13 a.m. My first reaction was to curse, which I accompanied with a yawn. A noise from above had wakened me. I didn't know why I was so sure, but I was. A nice looking girl named Jessica lives in the flat above me. She is 21. I closed my eyes, trying not to think about anything, ready to fall asleep again. A moan came from above. There was a seductive tinge in it, pain and pleasure mixed...
Their marriage had been a textbook-example. Not a Barbara Cartland textbook, mind you. More like the bad examples from various marriage manuals. A year and a half of joyous love and exciting sex, followed by more than four years of pregnancies, two childbirths, crying babies demanding all their attention and energy, and a sexlife dwindling to almost nothing. At the same time Annie grew from a pretty, slim woman into one-and-a-half not so pretty woman, and Claus chose to carry his spare tyre...
Copyright© 2003 by Carlos Malenkov Married life was all right, Al was thinking, but it did tend to get a bit monotonous. He and Martha had just celebrated their seventh anniversary. A show followed by a restaurant dinner with all the fixings, the obligatory champagne toasts, then off to bed. They made love twice that night. The second time, when he wakened in the early hours of the morning as she got up to pee, was better. She let him take her in the ass that time, and that was always extra...
I found someone to scratch mine ... after I used the watch. First, there had to be a way to keep the information I found in Teddy Bear safe. Mother suggested I find a shipping concern or a bank that managed to stay in business through the 'coming unpleasantness' ... something still in operation in 1975. Not as easy as you might think, shipping concerns fail, the name picked up again years after. Banks failed by the hundreds in the 'Crash of '29, ' picking one that succeeded in the...
Treat a hooker to lunch There's a curiousss fellow who has decided his reputation is not worth much and has agreed to associate himself with me, in spite of my dastardly character. He is a wordsmith of the first tier. I am proud to have him edit my stories, he makes them flow more smoothly and read more understandably. I do want to say that I tinker with my stories even after his final edit, so whatever anomalies you may find are probably mine. Thanks Curiousss. I saw a new ad for...
The beginning of a large story While growing up, I did not realize how oblivious I was to the existence of others. I only truly connected with Marisa (my baby sister), Rachel Smith, and the Smith twins. Other than my sister, my home life consisted of an abusive asshole for a stepfather and a mother who stayed married to him. The fact everybody and I were happy to ignore each other left holes in my knowledge of the changes puberty entailed. I understood boys and girls were different, but...