Hello, Thought we'd share some parts of our sex life here, hope you enjoy reading! My wife Dena and I met 10 years ago this month. We had a very passionate relationship right from the beginning, and I’m going to attempt to capture the sexual side of our relationship in this blog, from the first time we fucked until today – 10 years, kids and a mortgage later! Our sex life has evolved over the years but we are still falling more in love with each other with every passing day, and although the sex is less frequent now (such is life), it really is still simply amazing and I’m a very lucky guy. I’m sure other married couples will be able to relate to parts of our story. I guess I’ll start with the first time I laid eyes on her – she was 22 years old, very fit ... Read More»

Jen shut the door and locked it. Here she was, two weeks in a great hotel in the heart of New York City, not a five star ritzy place, but still a great hotel. She surveyed the room, just as she had hoped it was nice, small desk and straight back chair, in the other corner a couple of chairs and small coffee table, and the bed looked absolutely cozy. Then she picked up the remote from the desk and turned on the t.v. just for the hell of it. Crossed the room to the window and admired the view, for about two seconds, then shut the curtains tightly. She checked the bar, little refridge type thingie with small bottles of liquor and also soft drinks. She mixed herself a rum and coke, also for the hell of it, and because she could. Jen was, after all, a grown ... Read More»

“Curious? Bi?” Well, yes, but only with a shemale. Beyond that I’m a firmly planted heterosexual. For many years I longed to have sex with a shemale but never did anything about it. (I’m not much of an initiator). The community I live in has lots of shemale beauts; maybe that started my interest. One such ravishing creature has a gallery close to my office, and I fantasize every time I see her in the coffee shop. She also has an eye popping diamond on her ring finger. Once in a while I’d visit shemale sites. Of the pictures the ones that turned me on the most were shemales with nice, smaller-than-normal cocks and lovely shaved balls. I’m 26 and work as an engineer consultant. I’m five ten, have a full head of brown hair, a decent enough physique with no ... Read More»

This happened about ten years ago, when I was mainly concentrating on finding my one true lover (Ha. What a pain in the ass that was!) and hadn't yet discovered that deep down I had a side to me that one would say was a total slut until this particular day, I had gone to the local boat regatta with a couple of girlfriends and for once, the weather actually cooperated instead of raining buckets as it tended to every year. Since it was only the regatta and hot, I had just thrown on some black shorts and a white one-piece bathing suit. What the hell, may as well be comfortable and save on a few pieces of dirty laundry, I thought to myself. For some reason, I always seem to had friends around that time that were either what many would deem 'normal size' (even if a ... Read More»

It was my eighteenth birthday, and I spent it the usual way, performing tasks about my father's inn. I gave little thought to celebration on this day, but I hoped in my heart for some kindly recognition, perhaps a simple acknowledgment of all my hard work. As usual, the only acknowledgment I received was from the horny patrons of the inn's tavern as I attempted to keep their mugs filled with ale. I am slight, and pale, but my features are boyishly attractive and pleasing to the eye. My youthful appearance seemed to provoke a lustful response in a great many of the men who frequented the tavern. It was a curse-- one which sometimes caused me considerable grief. I was not opposed, in the least, to the possibility of love shared between two men. ... Read More»

Author's Notes: This story is fictional erotica designed to be experienced by adults over the age of eighteen. I disclaim all responsibility for the actions of anyone not lawfully allowed to read this material, as well as anyone that may be disturbed by this material. * What you have to understand, before I go any further, is that Zach's not some 5'3" shrimp that just anyone can push around. No, this dude's a football player—he's two, maybe three inches shorter than me, but he's a pretty big guy. Sometimes we work out together, and I know for a fact that he can bench, squat, and deadlift a Helluva lot more than me. He's a Celtic guy from somewhere around Pittsburgh, so I can only assume he's pretty tough, too—but shit, Pittsburgh doesn't compare to ... Read More»

This Is not my story, I am just reposting it. If it is yours and want me to take it down just say so. I just thought it was so good it needed to be shared. A Ramming For Hubby zoophilia b********y maleb**st reluctance couple oral anal The first time I shaved my pussy, I looked at it as I was masturbating and loved the new look. I have a fat little pussy and a wide ass. My labia has such profound lips as they are quite puffy. I love to watch as I take my toys or my husbands cock between my puffy lips. It is so hot to see as I am being penetrated and watch as my pussy opens up. I love sex and always have. I have big breasts and love to massage them while I am being fucked. Doggie style is my favorite position and I also love oral and anal sex. ... Read More»

"But it's dangerous Jen. You weigh what? Maybe 98 pounds, how are you going to fight off some pervert?" Dad was gesturing wildly, in danger of knocking over his own coffee. The stains on the table cloth marked past arguments around this table. "I'm up to a hundred and three pounds thank you very much. Besides there will be two big burly man cops parked across the street covering my ass. Don't worry dad." I said. That had been only this morning but my confidence was fading. Across the street now seemed a million miles away. I was wearing a wire so Travis and Gleason could hear but not talk back to me. The gun in my purse was little comfort. You can't quick draw from a hand bag. I wore thong underwear to get into the role, but now out on the street I felt ... Read More»

I have been cross-dressing since I was 7, always been a bit in the closet about my homosexuality and cross-dressing but I have always loved it and kept it close. I had one roommate when I was living in Boston his name was James. he was a pretty good looking guy who seemed to always be doing well with the ladies and I always secretly watched him as he paraded around the apartment in his underwear always hoping one day he'd notice m little did I know he already had. it was a typical Saturday morning I had gotten up and said hi to James on my way out for a jog, went out the door and started walking towards the park when I realized I had forgotten to recharge my iPod the night before I had been gone for about 15 minutes and decided to go back to the apartment ... Read More»

You pretend not to notice me as I slip from the living room to the bedroom, but I know you watch when I'm not looking. I slip into the bedroom walk in closet and drop my clothes onto the floor as I grab my robe, ready to take a shower before bedtime and rid myself of the day's grime and dirt. My robe feels soft and warm against my skin and I smell the fabric softener I used when I washed it last still clinging to the fibers as I brush the shoulder past my nose and inhale deeply. I walk past you as you continue the illusion of being caught up in whatever television show is playing at the moment, your remote control nearby but I know what you're really thinking and it's okay, really it is. We all have our secrets and you're no different, two people never really ... Read More»

We were still in Vicky's fetish wear store, with Sara Jones, my landlady, hanging from the ceiling in a set of leather straps that didn't cover any of her touchable areas. She was face down with her hands behind her back, but Vicky had adjusted the straps so that now she was in a kneeling position, but still well off the floor. "Why don't you come here…." Vicky told me as she rested a hand on Sara's ass. I walked over, still naked with my cock hard and bouncing a bit. As I stood close to her, I could see the red lace of Candy's panties stuffed between Vicky's tits. "Wouldn't you like to play with this pussy?" Vicky asked me as she lightly stroked Sara's snatch that was on full view. I nodded vigorously. Vicky invited me to have a quick taste, and so I bent ... Read More»

I just had to share an experience I had last night in my hotel in India where I am staying for 6 weeks with work. I have changed my name for the purpose of this story. I am staying in a 5 star hotel where the staff are all really friendly and willing to help in any way they can. One even more than the rest. On a normal day I would get back from work around 11pm and go and relax in the bar for a little while before retiring to my room. I don’t get much of a chance to eat while at work so normally order room service when I get in. Typically it would be a male porter bringing my food however for the last few days a beautiful young Indian girl has been bringing me my meals. Now I have always gone for Caucasian women however this girls beauty is unlike anything ... Read More»

Alright..here it goes. I have seen therapists off and on for years and have been going to this one woman for awhile now. She is good and easy on the eyes and it's taken a longtime for me to open up. She suggested sometime back i write feelings and what i want to say in a journal and try to get them out that way and yesterday i was breaking down some and told her my dark secret. My main interest in getting therapy was to understand why i live for not just sex but sexual conquests. I have been married 3 times and never been faithful to anyone. I never told anyone what happened to me when i was young because it seemed sick. I know others have gone through this but i always here about them and they are very young when it happens. I was 18 and about to graduate. My ... Read More»

I don't do this. I simply don't. But I was emboldened by theloneliness of being in a strange city without any friends around. I was taking my first trip to Los Angeles for an appearance on a game show. I'd be getting up bright and early the next morning and was spending the evening alone in a hotel restaurant. A group of what I could only guess were "regulars" were circled around the bar watching a basketball game and nursing their drinks. It was a pretty sad group of people with the exception of a very attractive young lady. What she was doing among this group was a mystery. I was quickly becoming obsessed with the lines of her stockings and the shape of her neck as she turned to occasionally discuss the game with her neighbors. "How ya doin', hon?" asked ... Read More»

In yet another weary attempt to satisfy my bisexual urges I had placed a personal ad for "Women seeking Women" online and received many responses but one of the responses grabbed my attention. Her name was Amy and she seemed like a really friendly woman. Although I hadn't seen a picture of her yet something told me that I was going to be intensely attracted to her. After we talked online for a couple of weeks we decided to take matters to the next level and exchange telephone numbers. One night I was on my way out the door to the 94th and the phone rang. Yes it was Amy. We just started talking about the typical stuff - work, kids, boyfriends - and the subject of where we went to high school came up. As it turns out we went to the same high school and graduated ... Read More»