Divorced and Looking For Cock

by Shy Stuart

8 Jan 2019 3623 readers Score 7.9 (74 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


After 2 years of marriage my wife asked me for a divorce. It did not come as a surprise to me, we argued a lot and to be honest I was rubbish in bed. I still remember that first night together when she cried because she couldn't get me hard. I was only young and she was my first proper girlfriend. I'm not sure why she persisted with me but she did. It got better, but I never got hard unless she played with my cock. She told me on numerous occasions that she only had to look at her ex boyfriend and he was hard. How could I tell her that I was more interested in men? I just needed to try being straight to see if it would work.

Six months later I was moving into my own place, a flat over a row of shops. A woman came out of the flat next door and introduced herself as Karen. She was very chatty and invited me in for a cuppa. We sat on the sofa chatting and she told me all about herself. She made a point of telling me how her husband worked away and that she spent nights alone. Karen was an attractive women, big tits and nice legs. Judging by the length of her skirt she enjoyed showing them off. To be honest she was too womanly for me. I preferred flat chested girls with a waif look and any way I was more interested in meeting some men.

It didn't take long to settle into the flat and soon I had the internet and was able to join a few gay dating sites. I spoke with one guy on the phone and he began talking dirty to me. I got an instant hard-on, he turned me on so much I came in my pants without even touching my cock. This was so different to being with a woman it was so fucking exciting.

I learnt all about bottoms and top, subs and doms. I was definitely a bottom. I enjoyed laying on my back with my legs open playing with my nipples. I loved the feeling of vulnerability and would get on all fours with my bum in the air playing with my ass.

I arranged a meet with a guy but I wasn't ready to accommodate so I went out to meet him in his car. The guy was a bottom like me, I wanted to meet a top but I was too scared what might happen. We parked in a layby on a quiet road and I walked up to his car. He wound down the window and I leaned in like a cheap hooker. I went straight for the bulge between his legs, it was hot and hard. He pulled the elastic of his jogging bottoms down and revealed this lovely hard cock. He asked me if I wanted to suck it and I nodded. I leaned in further and took him into my warm mouth. It was every bit as good as I imagined but I got so excited I came in my pants again. I quickly lost the urge, apologised to the man and hurried back to my car. I didn't have this problem with women but men excited me so much, I knew I needed to get more experience.

I spent quite a bit of time in Karen's flat. Her husband was away and I think she was glad of the company. While I was there one night there was a knock at the door. I could hear the man had an Italian accent, she invited him in and introduced him as the manager of the local restaurant. I felt a little awkward so I said I'd have to go which I did. Back in my flat I could hear Karen and her Italian friend having fun. By the sounds she was making he was giving her a good fucking. Over the following few weeks when Karen's husband was away I noticed a number of men calling at her flat. I recognised the security guard from one of the shops downstairs, the manager of the Italian restaurant and an older gentleman that could easily have been her father. I must admit I could see the attraction there was certainly a naughty glint in her eye.

I had decided that meeting men outdoors was not for me so I made the decision to invite men back to my flat. I still didn't have the nerve to invite any top guys around so most of the men that called around were submissive bottoms like myself. Sometimes the men just came around for a chat to be with someone like themselves. Other times I did a bit more, kissing wanking and sucking. I wasn't fussed about having my cock touched but I loved having my nipples tweaked and my bum played with. All of the men I had met had small cocks and to be honest I wanted to be fucked by a well hung man. I promised myself that I would save myself for a man with a thick 8 inch cock. The man would have to be a top, an alpha male, I just needed to work up the courage to invite such a man around to my flat.

A couple of days later I met Karen on the stairs. She was laden with shopping bags so I offered to help carry them. She asked me if I'd like to pop around later for a chat and to share a bottle of wine so I agreed. I grabbed a bite to eat had a shower and headed next door to Karen's.

She opened the door wearing a pretty yellow top, it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra as the material hung from her nipples. Her skirt was short and tight. As I followed her into the lounge I could see she was wearing lacy hold-ups. She invited me to sit on the sofa and sat down next to me crossing her legs. We had a few glasses of wine and then opened another bottle, she seemed to be trying to get me tipsy.

She turned to me, looked me straight in the eyes and said, "You've had a lot of male visitors are you gay?" I laughed and told her she'd had more male visitors than me. She smiled and then slipped her hand between my legs. I was flaccid, it was fun flirting with her but she did nothing for me sexually. She undid my belt and trousers and pulled them and my briefs down around my ankles. She lay down resting her head on my tummy and began playing with my flaccid cock. Slowly her fingers drifted lower and lower, she tickled my balls and then to my surprise she fingered my ass.

Suddenly my cock started to stiffen, she spat on her fingers and worked them inside me. My cock was now rock hard. She looked up at me her face all pink her eyes full of excitement. She slid her hand under my shirt and started pinching my nipples really hard. She was really firm and quite dominant. I spread my legs wide for her as she fingered my ass, I couldn't help but whimper and moan. She looked at me with those wild eyes and asked me if I was going to cum for her. I nodded and after a couple more thrusts of her fingers my cock erupted like a fountain. Lots of thick gooey cum shot from my cock all over my tummy. Karen eagerly lapped it up, every last drop. Then she put a finger in my mouth, I opened my mouth and she dribbled all the cum out of her mouth into mine. She told me to swallow it all and I opened my mouth to prove that I had.

We both lay back on the sofa to catch our breath. She turned to me and told me that one of her male friends would like to meet me. I knew after what had happened that it was no use trying to deny that I was Bi if not gay so I asked which one. She told me it was the old grey haired gentleman by the name of Jack. With a glint in my eye I asked her if he was well hung. She smiled and told me he had a very thick cock and that he knew how to use it. I agreed to meet him and asked how we would go about it. She said that she would be my Mistress and that she would introduce me to him in a few days time. I asked her how old jack was. She said he was in his fifty's but had a cock like a rod of iron. She asked how old I was and I told her 23. She smiled and said jack likes young men like you. I smiled and told her I'd always had a thing for older men. "That's a plan then", she smiled.