My husband Charles and I have been married ten years. Both are in our mid-thirties and stay in great shape by watching what we eat and exercising three or four per week. Even though we have a very honest, loving marriage and one night he asked, "What can we do to 'step it up a notch' in the sex department?"
I met a swinging couple which resulted in the husband being forced/asked to suck my cock. I ended up being the 'third wheel' with this couple for about 6 months.... it was pretty hot.
Finals had just ended at my university. I'm a full time student, a full time worker, and have a girlfriend at home, so to say I am busy was like saying the sun's surface was warm. Today it was all over. I had just finished my last final and the stress had me feeling crazy. My girlfriend hates giving me head and today head was exactly what the doctor ordered. I needed to watch good porn and relax as my dick got serviced and I knew of only one ...
There was a neighbor that I knew who I thought was a pretty cool guy. At the time I'd never really thought about doing anything with another guy. I didn't know a whole lot about being gay really, or friends doing sex stuff with friends. I mean, I kind of knew about it, but none of my friends were into stuff like that.
He was lying on his stomach with his head towards me. I don't think he was seeing me though. I think he was asleep.
A pair of tiny briefs barely covered a tight little butt that many girls would have killed for.
Most of the time the only cars that were in the parking lot belonged to the girls that worked there. This place also has a live sex show. I never watched the live show but my time there was always fun. I would walk into a booth, dump in enough tokens to keep the video running for about thirty minutes or so and I then I would just lose myself jacking off to gay videos.
My wife, Linda and I were having dinner at the home of Wesley and Barbara, married friends of ours. After dinner we were playing poker, which turned into an unplanned game of strip poker, at least unplanned by Linda and me.
Lips clamped tight around his shaft, I moved my mouth up and down the length of his hard cock. As I bobbed up and down, I couldn't help wondering how a 100% heterosexual male like me wound up on my knees in the apartment of a guy I just met today, with his big dick in my mouth. And I mean big, it must be over eight inches long and thick.
I was about thirty five, already married and happily so. But much to my sorrow, I'd been having these fantasies about having sex with another man. Then my high school class reunion came up and I drove to the party, only men, no wives or girlfriends with Wayne a high school buddy of mine.
I connected with a guy named Trevor on craigslist and we met one evening at a nearby parking lot at a nearby strip mall. I got there first and park in a dark area away from the stores. When Trevor pulled up beside me, I got out and joined him and settled into the passenger's seat of his car.
I didn't remember anything. I stood up. I was wearing boxers but I wasn't wearing a shirt. I looked on either side of myself and didn't see anything resembling one of my shirts. I reached under thigh, pillow, smelly vagina, head and yanked out a white t-shirt. She stirred, but didn't wake up. I put the shirt on. It seemed masculine enough. I felt too ill to go looking for my pants.
For years I'd frequented adult bookstores. I would look around the shop a little pretending to be interested in buying something from the store. After what I felt was a sufficient amount of time browsing I would get tokens from the clerk, always hesitating to look directly at him so as not acknowledge what I was about to do.
As I'm sure was the case with most everyone, the first time giving head I was very nervous but excited that it was finally going to happen. I hadn't had any contact with a dick. Although I thought about it through nearly every masturbation fantasy.
A little bit of history about myself, I'm bi and was sucking cock long before I could vote. However until that moment I'd never let any guy to cum in my mouth. I'm really not sure why all those years I never allowed guys to cum in my mouth. Maybe it was because on some level I thought that it smelled and would most likely taste disgusting but I guess the biggest things was probably accepting where it came from ... another guy's balls.
To this day I don't know why I did but I followed him. Wordlessly Calvin led me down two decks and down a long hallway. As we walked I size him up. He was average looking...about five-foot seven to my six-foot three.
Because I'd never touched another man's cock I consider myself straight and the blowjob was just something I received. As long as I was receiving the blowjob and not giving or touching the other man I was still straight.