1 comments/ 19664 views/ 4 favorites Stories I've Been Told By: oldhippie1949 I needed some fresh input. I sensed that my writing was becoming routine and monotonous which was the last thing I wanted. I dread boredom and I found I was boring myself into a stupor. I decided to place some online ads asking people to tell me their stories hoping that I would find a novel viewpoint. I selected my subjects from a swinger site, from CraigsList and from a gay/lesbian/bi site. Little did I realize just how many were willing to share their experiences. I was swamped with offers. Over a period of three weeks, I either met with these people, emailed back and forth or spoke with them on the phone. What follows is my condensation of some of these conversations. Some of these discussions I hope to utilize in upcoming stories. ----------------------------------------------- Sam Sam is a very pretty Latina. Small in height with long black hair, her legs and her large 36DD breasts are the first characteristics you notice. We spoke on the phone several times before we met for coffee one morning. As she walked down the street toward me, I was immediately drawn into her dark eyes framed by smile lines. As a woman in her early forties, she exuded a dark, smoldering sensuality that was very attractive. Her small frame was clad in a tiny pair of shorts that showed her butt to great advantage. She wore a light peasant blouse that loosely clung to the top of her breasts and allowed a nice view of her cleavage. As we were in the midst of a heat wave, with the temperature hovering in the high nineties, we hurried into the small air-conditioned cafe she selected for our meeting. With notebook and pen in hand, I ushered her to a small private table in the back. We'd spoken on the phone a couple of times so I knew the basics of her desires, predilections and experiences. I knew that began to explore her sexuality after her divorce. It was a short marriage, only five years, and her husband was a controlling, overly macho man that she learned to dislike. She'd told me that sex was all "wham bam" with him and she rarely ever had an orgasm. After the divorce, she discovered her enjoyment of masturbation and visual porn. She decided to enter into the world of online hook-ups and soon, after two with men and one with another woman, she was hooked. "I discovered that I liked being in control for a change. I liked having my men serve me and I liked directing them to do things that allowed my mind to experience deep erotic thoughts. I would say that today, I am somewhat of a Dom in that regard." "And with the woman? How was that?" "That was wonderful. I found that we could give each other pleasure better than any man. Innately, we knew what made us feel good and I'd say I experienced the most powerful orgasm of my life with her when she went down on me. I really enjoyed my sex with her. Unfortunately, although I've desired another experience with another woman, I haven't found one yet. I'm still kind of new at this and, to be honest, I mostly pleasure myself." "Which experience do you remember most? Can you describe it for me?" "Sure. The second man I met suggested that we go to the nude beach by the Lighthouse at Robert Moses Park. It was a hot day like today and I was like a little kid in a candy shop. Looking at all those naked people had me in a perpetual state of arousal, you know? But there were so many policeman there, you couldn't do anything about it. However, swimming naked and having lotion rubbed onto me kept me horny all day. When we got back to his place, we fucked like demons, I swear. I liked that he was an older man - I prefer older men - and he knew how to bring to great heights several times. He knew what he was doing and how to do it. His dick was very large and it gave me great pleasure to feel him fill me up. We had a long erotic day together." "Have you seen him since?" "No. Unfortunately, that's one of the problems with online dating. He called me a few times but we could never arrange to meet up and then he just disappeared, you know? I'd love to meet him again but I think he got turned off by my demands and instructions. I realized now that he was not a willing sub. He was not my sub, if you know what I mean." "What is your favorite fantasy" "Ooh...maybe you might find this strange, maybe not. I fantasize about having a sub tied up and blindfolded in a dungeon where I can do what I want to him. I want to spank him and humiliate him. I want him to pour hot wax on my hands and my nipples. I want to use toys on him and fuck him with a strap-on. I want to tease him until he comes all over me, all over my breasts. And then I want him to lick off the cum and suck on my nipples. I want him to relive being breast-fed by his mother. Oooh, just talking about that is making me wet! Does this scenario turn you on, too?" "Not really. I wouldn't mind being bound and blindfolded but the pain and humiliation stuff doesn't really do it for me. I like the breastfeeding image though and I'm sure I could make a good sub, but on the more benign side of it." "I understand. I think that you might make a good sub because you seem to willing to please me and most of my whims...to do as I request..." "Up to a point. But it could be fun and I might be willing to try it." The waitress came by and handed me the check. The cafe was starting to fill up with the early lunch crowd and she seemed to want us out of there. Once outside the cafe, Sam seemed to want to continue the conversation but it was very hot. "I think I'll drive back to Brooklyn now. I wish there was someplace else we could go though." I thought for a moment. "You know, Sam, we're in Bayport now and not too far from a very cool nude beach at Smith Point. Are you interested? I have a blanket, an umbrella and a cooler in the trunk. We could stop and get some refreshments and ice and I could drive us down there." "You just want to see me naked. I know. But that's okay, I want to see you naked, too. Let's go." She got some things out of her car and after stopping to get some things, we pulled into the western corner of the parking lot. "The 'Clothing Optional' area is about a half a mile west. Fortunately, there's a walkway so the trip is easy." We got our stuff and headed west. There were only a few people along the beach but that was because it was mid-week. When we got to the nude area, there were a dozen people spread far apart from each other along the shore. There was a gentle ocean breeze that cooled us and it made the walk and the beach comfortable. As we walked toward a spot, we passed a young couple on a blanket. The guy was rubbing her pussy as we approached and didn't stop. Her nipples were hard and pointing up toward the sky. It was hard to be so casual but we took it all in as we moved along. "This is a good place." I spread out the blanket and opened the beach umbrella. Sam sat down on the blanket and pulled out a beer from the cooler. "Strip for me. I want to see you naked. I want to see how you strip for me." "Yes, Mistress!" I sarcastically responded. "This should be easy and quick!" I slipped off my sneakers. Slowly, I pulled my blue crew shirt up just shy of my nipples. I turned my back to her and pulled it over my head, tossing it onto her. She raised it to her nose and commented that I smelled like a man. I turned around with my palms covering my nipples. Slowly, I rubbed them and just as slowly I brought my hands down to my tan shorts. I began to undo my belt. I unzipped the shorts just enough so that the top of my public hair showed. "Nice. No underwear. I knew that. I was looking at the outline of your cock as you drove." I turned my back to her again and dropped my shorts, baring my ass to her. I spread my legs so that she could see my sac and slowly bent over so that my brown pucker was staring into her face. I stood back up and slowly turned toward her. My dick was hard and standing at it's full length, about six or seven inches. The flared head arched slightly and the pee hole stared back at her. "Very nice. You have a nice cock!" In those few minutes, I felt the sun's rays beating down so I moved to sit under the umbrella. I popped a cold one and told her it was her turn. She smiled. She stood not more that a two feet from me and pulled her blouse off. She quickly undid her shorts and dropped them, too. Standing in her light tan underwear, she was a sight to behold. She held some poses for me, thrusting her ample chest into my face and showing off the butt floss between her ass cheeks. "It's so hot. Let me move this along so we can go for a swim." She quickly unclasped her bra and let it fall. Cupping her breasts, I was impressed by the dark brown areolas around her pencil eraser nipples. Then she lowered her thong and tossed it at me, hitting me in the face. In that short moment when the panties hit my nose, I could smell her powerful scent. Her pussy was covered in thick black curls. "You like?" She giggled and ran off to the shoreline. I got up and raced into the waves behind her. We played, splashed and swam for about fifteen minutes until the undertow began to tire us out. As we walked back to the blanket, Sam asked, "Are you ready to be trained to be my good sub?" "What can I do for you, Mistress?" "First, you can rub lotion on me. And don't miss a spot! Or else Mistress will be angry and will punish you. Do you understand?" "Yowzah, M-M-M-Mistress!" She lay on her stomach as I poured the sunblock onto her. I rubbed and massaged it into her skin. I paid special attention to her tush and made sure not to overlook any crevice. "You're a good subbie," she said as she rolled over, her breasts splayed across her chest. I worked the sunblock all over. I couldn't help but pay special attention to her breasts and nipples. Several times, I tweaked and pulled at them causing her to let out a little moan. Then I moved down to her crotch and began to knead her upper thighs. I was very discreet while a park ranger drove by in his four-wheeler. When he was gone and far up the beach, I began to rub the lotion around her pussy. "Don't miss a spot! Make sure you cover all of my va-jay-jay." "Yes, Mistress." I made sure to rub the lotion all around. My oily fingers slid up and down her crack and around her fleshy clit. I could smell her again and I marvelled at her powerful scent. Her pussy was soaking and dripping but she pulled herself up. "Mistress is pleased with her slave. Now Mistress will reward her slave. Lay down on your stomach!" She returned the favor by covering my skin in lotion. It felt good as she had small but strong hands. When her fingers passed over my anus, I jumped. Smack! She slapped my ass hard and I got the message. I relaxed and allowed her to run a finger into my ass. She pushed it all the way in and rubbed my prostate. "That's better," she said, "now roll over." The prostate exam made me hard again and my cock was standing straight and tall. She smeared the sunblock over me but avoided my cock. She moved around to my head and positioned her pussy over my face as she leaned over to rub my chest. Her hands eventually moved down to my crotch and he held the base of my cock in a tight wrap. "There's a woman watching us. She's under her umbrella. I noticed her before. She's very fair-skinned with nice boobies and little tiny pink nipples. I can't see her pussy. She's pretending to read but I know she's watching us. I'm going to give her a show. I want to turn her on...make her chocha all wet...make her finger herself...make her hot..." She pressed her hairy puss onto my face and I began to lick it. Her scent was overpowering. I loved every minute of it. As she rode my face, she stretched up and ran her hands along her body. "She's watching me squeeze my titties. I know she likes this. I know she wants to touch me." She kept up a running commentary as I lapped away. She was now stroking my cock, occasionally leaning down to suck on the head. "She's getting up and coming toward us. Oh, nice...her pussy is hairless. She's coming closer. She's watching you lick my pussy. Do a good job, sub. Make her crazy. Don't stop. Whatever happens, don't stop." "Can I watch? Am I bothering you?" "No, you're cool. Sit over here under the umbrella and watch my sub lick my kitty. Watch him make me so hot. Look how hard his cock is. Look how much he wants to cum...he wants to shoot his cum...look how hard it is...your pussy is very pretty...so small and pink...don't touch it...spread it so I can see how pink it is inside...it makes me hot." Sam got up off my face. I got up and sat under the umbrella next to our voyeur. I popped a cold beer while Sam pulled a joint out of her bag and lit it. From down on the horizon, I could see the park ranger returning and I told them to be cool until he passed. Sam looked at the girl. "So, you like to watch us play with each other? It turns you on?" "Yes. You two made me very horny. I'm still turned on." "Will you lick me, too? Will you make me cum or do you want his cock?" "I want both. I need to cum badly." We sat silently until after the jeep drove by. Sam told her to lay down on her back to she could rub some sunblock on her. She submissively did as she was told. "Good. You are my sub cunt. You're a good girl." Sam began to squirt the lotion and she directed me to help her rub it in. Sam straddled her head and lowered her moist pussy onto the girl's face. The girl ravenously began to lick it. I leaned down between the girl's legs and bent down to lick her when Sam ordered me to stop. "Her pussy is mine, slave. Just sit there and watch how we eat each other!" I sat down and sucked on the beer and the joint while I watched them move over each other in a sixty-nine. As Sam began to lick her, she moaned. Sam maintained her commentary telling the girl how good she was doing and how good her pussy tasted. The girl spread her legs wider while Sam buried her face between them. After a few minutes, they were bucking and moaning in rapture. I noticed that several other people along the beach and turned their chairs to watch. One gay couple were now into it as one guy sat between his partner's legs and sucked on his cock. The girl cried out pushing her pussy up into Sam's lips. As she came, I could hear Sam smacking her lips and moaning. She was coming, too. "Come here, sub. Put your hard cock into her but don't you dare cum. You save that cum for me!" Sam never moved. Her legs held the girl's face in place as she dripped onto her. I slipped my cock into the girl as Sam licked her and me. I couldn't take much more of this and I told Sam. She pulled my cock out of the girl and began to suck my cock with a powerful force. I started to shoot my load into her mouth and Sam did not let up, taking in every drop. When I was done, I could see that Sam was holding my cum. She turned around and lay down on the girl. They kissed and I watched as my milky fluid passed from one mouth to another. "You are both my good subs. You made your Mistress feel very good. That was great." "Yes, thank you both. I really needed that," said the girl smiling as she walked back to her blanket. We sat under the umbrella and drank our beers. Sam smacked my ass for finishing the joint. Quietly, we watched as the gay man sucked his buddy dry. Further down the beach, we saw a couple fucking. "I love this place," said Sam. "Thank you for taking me here." We sat for another hour or so. Sam and I went for another swim. As we were returning to our blanket, Sam walked over to the girl. "I really enjoyed eating your pussy. May I do it again?" I watched as Sam licked her. I sucked on the girl's nipples and then stood as she took me in her mouth. The girl was cumming again as I saw the ranger's jeep coming down the beach again. Reluctantly, we withdrew until he passed. This time, he was smiling at us. Once he was gone, Sam finished the girl off. It was late in the afternoon when we got back to the car. As I drove back to Bayport, Sam said, "That was better than any story I could tell you. This was a day to remember." "You really enjoyed her pussy, didn't you?" "I loved it. I loved how soft and mushy it felt. I loved the way she smelled when she came. I loved that I had the power to bring her off. The first time she came, I loved how hard her clit becameso hard between my lips. I did that too her. I loved how she shook. I loved every minute of it." Before Sam drove off, we agreed to meet again, this time in her house. I'm sure I will see her again soon. Kat Kat send me an email with several attached pictures. She was a big woman, a very big woman. Okay, she was big and fat. Not as big and fat as Aretha Franklin but impressive, nonetheless. Her breasts were easily 44EEE's. Each nipple seemed to cover much of her skin. Although they were big, they didn't seem to sag - they were just huge. She was pear shaped and her butt took up a large area of the bed she sat upon when the picture was taken. Her vagina was shaved and it appeared very small in relation to the rest of her body. She had a pretty face covered by long red hair. Her body was covered in freckles. You can tell that I spent a long time appraising her photos. Big women have never done anything for me. To me, a big woman was the old joke about having to roll her in flour to find the wet spot. Still, something about her was intriguing. I was very curious to hear her stories. She explained that she had to be very discreet as her husband knew nothing of her outside activities. She wrote that she was bisexual and that she liked group sex. This information made me more curious. I visualized several people doing her at the same time. We agreed to meet a few days later at a nearby Starbucks. She explained that her husband would be working late that night and she would tell him that she was going to be interviewed to work for a local volunteer organization. When I walked in Kat was easy to spot. I introduced myself and went to get a coffee for me and a latte for her. The Starbucks was pretty quiet for that time of night and we found a corner with a couch and a comfortable chair. I pulled out my pen and opened my notebook. "I know what you're going to say." "And what's that?" "You're wondering how a fat lady like me gets to fuck so much, right?" "Not at all. First off, I wouldn't insult you like that. Secondly, everyone should fuck as much as they like. I think that's in the Bill of Rights." "You're funny, but if it isn't, it should be. There are a lot of people who like big women and I'm glad. Also, I have special talents and in my crowd, the word gets around." "And what might be your special talents?" "Well, to begin with, I love to suck. I suck great. Hell, I can suck the chrome off a '61 Caddy going ninety in reverse." "Now that's an impressive talent." "You bet it is. I bet you that I can suck you so good, you'll never forget it. Come on, wanna bet?" "No, Kat. I believe you. Now, I assume that goes for sucking women, too, right?" "No, not with women. With women, you have to be more in tune with how they're reacting. A women knows how a women likes it. It's a whole different thing. It's softer." "Which do you prefer? Men or women?" "No preference. I like both equally. I like 'em in groups, that's what I like best." "Why's that?" "Oh, I don't know. I just like when my body is having lots of things happening to it at one...being eaten or fucked while my tits are also getting worked on...and maybe something in my mouth and in my ass. I like to multitask. That's the best. "How many at one time can you handle?" "One time, at an orgy, I had like six or seven people doing me at the same time. I came buckets. I must have had three or four orgasms in a row. That was the best." Stories I've Been Told "Very impressive." "I've also had eight guys cum on me. That was really something to see - all this cum shooting all over me. I was splattered. And to top it off, a whole bunch of people licked me clean." "And you husband knows none of this?" "Oh no. He'd completely freak. I mean, I love my husband, he's the father of my kids, but he's a tough old bird. He's happy to fuck me like once a month. He doesn't even like me to blow him. So, you know, I have to get it somewhere else." "I feel bad for you. You should be able to share your sexuality with him." "Yeah, I know. I should but I can't so that's just how it is." "Let me ask you this, what was your first sexual experience?" "My first? My first was when I was fifteen. My stepfather raped me. My mother never knew...still doesn't. The thing is, I really liked it. I let him fuck me a lot. I let me stepbrother fuck me, too. They used to tag-team me and I really liked it. Nobody ever knew. You're like the second person I ever told. After that, I had a few boyfriends in high school." "And what was your first experience with a woman?" "It was at college. I went to Community but I dropped out after two years. I met this women who was nearly as big as me. One night, we got drunk and ended up sixty-nining each other. We still get together. He husband doesn't know about her either. Sometimes, we do orgies together. We tell our husbands that it's a "Girl's Night Out" and they're cool with that. Men can be such dumb bastards!" "How often do you attend orgies?" "Maybe once a month. Sometimes more. If I don't finger myself everyday, I'm not happy. Sometimes, Eleanor, she's my girlfriend, comes over for morning coffee and a cum. Well, more than sometimes...more like all the time." "I'm really impressed, Kat. You have some appetite." "What is that? Some kind of fat insult?" "No, no, no. I meant 'sexual appetite." "Oh, sorry. Sometimes I get very sensitive." "One more question, Kat. Can you tell me about the strangest sex you've ever had?" Her voice got quiet and she leaned closer to me. "You're gonna think I'm a pervert." "No, I won't. I'm not a judgmental person. I've done plenty of things in my life, too." "Well," she said, sotto voce, "sometimes, when I'm really horny, I let my dog lick my pussy. I won't let him fuck me, though, that's going too far." "Well, thank you, Kat, you've been fascinating. It was hard for me to write fast enough." "You're not going, are you? I was hoping we could go somewhere and fool around a little." "No, really, I have to go." "Aw, come on! Don't you want me to suck your cock?" "No, really. Thanks anyway but I'll pass. I really have to go." "Okay, but you're making a mistake." I bid my goodbye and walked around the block scratching my head. She was really something else. I never felt turned on at all by her, I felt like a writer doing research. Still, she did have a lasting affect upon me. It took me hours to get those images out of my head, something I would rather not experience again. Mo Mo is a beautiful woman who responded to my post. We've never met although I think that might happen in the near future. We spent a couple of nights in discussion through IM. Here is an abridged transcript of our conversation. Mo: Hi Me: you still up? Mo: i am Me: wanna shmooze for a few minutes? I'm taking notes. btw - nice pic. you're pretty. Mo: ty! Me: ok, I want to write from more of a female viewpoint, I want feeling and sensitivity. With that in mind, I'll toss you a few questions. Since we are anonymous, don't hold back...First - you are bi, correct? Would you say that you are more into women then men? Do you go through periods where it's the other way around? Has it always been this way? Mo: yes I am Bi but I am more attracted to men however I have had periods in my life where I was more attracted to women..but generally speaking its the cock I desire Me: ok. Tell me about the other night...you called it your "Play Time." Mo: sure. there is a couple that I have played with before as a third party and with another man as couples. we will call them V & B (V=fem, B=male) Me: ok Mo: it was V's birthday and she wanted me as a present LOL...so I met them at a sexy motel..you know the kind with the special room decor and I let them play with me for a few hours LOL. btw, how much detail do you want? Me: as much as you want to give me...details are great and I can follow up Mo: ok, so i brought sexy outfits to wear because I know they like to dress me up. when I arrived she was outside waiting for me. I walked in with a bottle of wine for her as it was her birthday. we entered the room, opened the wine and it immediately began. she started undressing me, he started groping me. I gave them a little fashion show..putting on first my new fishnet outfit which they proceeded to pull my nipples through LOL. then we went to a cute lacey outfit. (they love to see me dressed up). all the while they were fondling me and I loved it. I would kiss her, kiss him, she touches my breasts, I grab his cock, very sensual then she said it was time for HER outfit so she got out the ropes LOL I got naked again and V started instructing B on how to properly tie the ropes. I have to say that everything was for V's pleasure. She got a lot of pleasure out of touching me, pleasing me, looking at me and I enjoyed it immensely. any questions thus far? Me: no, so far this is good. I'll wait until you're done. Mo: k Me: I like the sensuality of it Mo: me too Mo: lol Me: I hear you. I'm a bit of a cuddler myself. Touching is delicious. Mo: so she was careful not to hurt me or choke me, always checking to make sure I was safe. we had a "safe word" in case things got out of hand..but it never did. really the ropes were just for fun..not really tight and i wasn't bound to anything..more of a sexy outfit so while they were on they took plenty of pics of me as I posed for them. they loved that. also kept touching me, licking me. It was great. I was the center of their attention, a play doll LOL that's what it was like with them. kind of like, ok we did this, now lets do that LOL Me: nice. It's fun to be a toy. I've enjoyed that too with couples. Mo: ummm hmm Mo: most of the time it was V and I with B watching Me: so, describe to me what you are feeling when you are the active one...say eating pussy. Mo: Well when I am eating pussy i get so INTO it..i mean I just want to make her wiggle, make her moan. I want to get a reaction from her. I am thinking ok.. I know what I like but what does she like? so I will do to her what I know I like done, maybe a little pressure on the labia while I tongue the clit...stroking the inner thigh while I use a wide tongue all over her pussy...pulling apart her vagina spreading her wide, stroke the sides of it while it is all wet...anything that gives me a hint that she enjoys it I will continue, if not I will move on. for me it is all about seeing what other women like to feel..what gets them going..seeing if i can get them to cum Me: hmmm...sounds just like what goes through my head...although the scent of a pussy drives me wild. Now, tell me how this differs when you suck a cock. Mo: To me, it's like a challenge. sucking cock..to me that scent drives me nutz! I go into a frenzy with that also. I love watching my man watching me suck his cock...knowing that I am pleasing him just makes me want to suck deeper...I want to hear him moan, feel him get harder...it is like an achievement when he shoots his load. Me: hard...like I am now Mo: i bet you are LOL Me: do you like the taste of a man's cum? Mo: yes i do...although a man with a poor diet isn't so wonderful Me: LOL Mo: but I usually go for the athletic types anyway Me: do you love 3somes as much as I? Aren't they so much fun? Mo: i love 3 somes better if i am the only girl Me: yes...I understand. I love it when there are 2 tongues on my dick. I seem to find couples where the woman wants to see her man suck me. Sometimes, they've already had another woman and now it's his turn. Mo: coool Me: I love it when it's his first time. Mo: i bet he is shaking when he does it first time Me: yes, but you'd be surprised how quickly he gets into it, especially if she's excited about it and pushing him further Mo: very interesting...that image is making me wet. I haven't seen any guy on guy action ever. Me: For myself, I love pussy more but, like you, I go through periods when I want to suck a cock. Mo: ummm...I'd like to see that. But you're mostly into women. Any particular type. Me: I like uninhibited women. I can't get into fat ladies. Each vagina is different, each unique. Last Saturday night, I was with a lesbian who, every so often, wants my cock. I love it because I am her plaything. She says that I eat pussy like a woman. What a beautiful compliment. Mo: really. Good for you. Me: ok, so describe to me the best sex scene you ever had. Mo: best sex scene..hmmmm...that would be my DP...I really want a gang bang..a small one. best sex scene...ok so i was with my man..P and another couple... G and M (G is male M is female)...Hotel room...pretty much regular foreplay..women stroking each other, using toys on each other while the men watched...a show mostly for the men, although the women enjoy it as well, but my hips are always waiting for that cock to hit me like a cat in heat. so I start fucking P while M is sucking on G...everyone is watching everyone else...love that...P is laying flat on his back on the bed, arms relaxed..such a man! LOL letting his woman take care of him while I pretty much use his cock like a toy..riding it for my pleasure but I wanted more so I asked M if I could borrow G. "Will you stick your cock in my ass, G?...I want you to stick that cock in my ass!" and then P is saying "really? you are ok with that?" and I think that's what got me even more excited. the fact that he was impressed with what I wanted to do...like a fantasy come true for him, I was happy to provide that for him as well as provide for myself,,,what i have always desired. so G climbs up on the bed, grabs me from behind, spreads my cheeks and slides that hard cock right in. its already rock hard from M sucking him off. Damn, it felt so friggin good. and the two men were just pumping me and pumping me and i know they could feel each other while they are in me. they have to... Me: yes, that is an awesome feeling Mo: and i am laying on P and G is laying on me and M is taking pictures and I am just moaning asking for more and more...the only thing that would have made that better would be if I had a cock in my mouth too. Me: and one in each hand, I presume. Mo: maybe..not sure how I would balance LOL Me: hahaha Mo: but it was so great knowing that everyone was getting so much pleasure from my body. am i giving you enough info? Me: great. any questions you want to ask me? Mo: how long have u been playing? Me: 8 years. about a year after my divorce, I decided to fulfill all my fantasies. And you? How long? Mo: just about 6 months. I am unhappily married. I've found happiness in making an alternate life for myself. What was sex like when you were married? Me: my ex and I had lots of sex but mostly she just laid there. I used to joke that she fell asleep before I did. Mo: common complaint among the men I meet. they are looking for a more sensual, sexual partner. Me: sorry to hear that about your marriage but I am very glad that you are fulfilling your fantasies and living them out. And hubby doesn't know anything? Mo: he doesn't know a thing, we have lots of sex..but I am the disappointed one...sigh Me: too bad for him. He should wake up and smell the roses...or, at least, your puss! Mo: Yes..my husband I am trying to make him dislike me so its not so hard on him. I don't love him anymore but how do u tell someone that? that would be like stabbing him. Me: Beats me. I came home from work one day and she said, "I need my space and you have to go." I went into shock. I couldn't understand it. Especially since that morning before I left for work, I left her with two orgasms and a big smile on her face. Mo: no shit Me: no shit is right. I didn't realize it was her "goodbye fuck." Mo: wow Mo: but you landed on your feet I guess Me: well, just. Since my divorce, after she stole ALL the money, I'm pretty much at the poverty level these days but I have my guitars, my dog and my dick works just fine. So, I thank the Lord for the little things. LOL! Mo: awww..it's little? sorry to hear that LOL Me: 6" and vasectomized. I never had complaints and it's big enough for me. Now, I'm looking for a better place to live. Where I am now, I have no privacy. I can't even jerk off. Mo: why not? sharing space? Me: I'm in a small room behind the garage in a private home. The family here is just crazy. I lived a good life in East Hampton until I could no longer afford it. I wanted to move down south but my friends wouldn't let me. They found me this place. Unfortunately, it sucks. Mo: so sorry Mo: wow she really took all of your money huh? Me: hey, shit happens. better days are coming. Mo: biatch. want me to kick her ass? LOL Mo: so u play guitar in a band? Me: No, I don't play anymore. I produce and I have a radio show. Mo: cool...You know what is crazy? Me: what? Mo: I keep thinking to myself..OK i get a divorce..we share custody.that leaves wed and every other weekend totally free for swinging! Crazy, huh? Me: not crazy at all. you know what will make you satisfied. Mo: yes..ummm cock and pussy and lots of it and lots of variety LOL Me: and really, isn't that what we live for? You have any pix for me? I want to see some hot pix of you. - Waiting to accept 3 photos Me: you're beautiful...hot, too. I'd love to stick my tongue into that. Yummm. Mo: I am always looking for men. ty for compliments btw. so I gave you enough fodder I hope? Me: You were great...so far the most sensual of those I've talked to. I talked to a very strange lady the other day...kind of freaked me out. You, on the other hand, have had me stroking myself! Now, before I go to bed, I'm going to have to jerk off. Quietly...so no one in this madhouse can hear! Mo: lol happy to do that for you. I aim to please Me: Last question, when you masturbate, do you lick your fingers after? Mo: sometimes but i usually lick during Me: coool Mo: ok going to read some of your Literotica stories Me: great. let me know how you like them. Mo: ...and just checked all my email...turned off the single male thing..had to..just too friggin horny those guys and I have a whole list of boys who are naughty and nice...except this santa goes for the bald naughty ones LOL...you horny men amaze me LOL and I really don't like the young men...under 35 and u r out but i still get them hitting me up all of the time...ok, gotta go now. Want to read, give myself an O and go to bed...get to get the kids off to school. Maybe let's meet soon, ok? Good night now. Me: Good Night, Mo. Mo and I haven't met yet but I've looked at her pictures and jerked off. She has blond hair and an great body; nicely proportioned, great tits, a shaved woofer...ah. She looks like the girl next door, if the girl next door has a hot box! We've exchanged some nasty pictures, too. Both of want to meet at a "no-tell motel" and I can't wait. This woman is a total turn on. And, she gives good story! Lester and Luce "Dear oldhippie1949, you're post intrigued us. We're bisexual swingers and we have some great stories for you. Let's meet to talk." We met at a noisy Applebee's near where they lived. It was "Happy Hour" and the place was bustling. We sat in a booth as far from the bar as we could find. Lester was a tall thin man who looked to be in his mid-forties. Luce was a dark-skinned beauty, also thin. I noted that she was very flat-chested but had an exotic look and way about her. Her blouse was very low cut and several times, when she leaned into me, I looked down and saw nothing, literally nothing. I wondered if perhaps she had a double mastectomy and was a cancer survivor. Please do not get me wrong, I found her very attractive and very sensual looking, I just couldn't help but wonder where her breasts were. I should have picked up the clue from her deep voice. Luce was a transvestite. Lester explained that right away. In slow measured tones, he explained their relationship to me. "Luce and I met nearly twenty-five years ago and we've been a couple ever since. I was engaged to me married but soon after meeting Luce, I knew who I really was and followed my true nature. My family disowned me. They couldn't handle it. Still, I knew that Luce was for me and that she made me happy." "Had you had homosexual affairs prior to meeting each other?" "Yes. It was my dark secret. I'd had several affairs and plenty of one-night stands but no one ever knew. There was a porn cinema not far from where I grew up in Queens. I discovered it when I was a high school junior - I was always big for my age and had no trouble getting in. I remember the first time I went there. I sat in the back, watched a couple fucking on the screen and played pocket pool, you know? Eventually, I got up to pee. The theater bathroom was pretty seedy and dark but I vividly remember looking at a hole in the stall and seeing a finger beckoning me through the hole. I didn't know what to make of it until I head a voice whisper, "Nice dick. Let me see your dick." I turned toward him and let him touch me. I was so horny from the movie, I just let him play with it. Then he tugged me forward and pulled it through the hole. I recall being afraid that he was going to take out a knife and cut it off. But then I felt his lips around me and he began to lick and suck me. I was in heaven, I swear. I remember leaning into the wall pushing myself further through the hole until I began to cum in his mouth. At first, I panicked but he held me and kept swallowing it until I calmed down. I stood up and zipped my pants when I heard him whisper, "Help me out now, kid." I looked down and saw this beautiful black penis come through the hole. I had no idea that my sucker was a black man. I was fascinated by his cock. I touched it and played with it. I stroked it. And then I thought, "I can do this!" I squatted down and took him into my mouth. And that was it, I was hooked. I loved every minute of it. I visited that theater many times until I graduated and went to NYU, and that's where I met Luce." "Tell me about your first time, Luce." "Oh, baby, you don't want to know. It was horrible. I was molested by my parish priest. He fondled me after catechism one day. For a few years, he sucked me off. I was so afraid of telling anyone. I thought that I was doing what Jesus wanted me to do. But deep inside, I really liked it. I was always fond of my older sisters and secretly, in my room at home, I would wear their clothes that I stole from the hamper. I would parade around my room in their panties and bras, I would dress up, I'd put on make-up, you know, the whole thing. I felt more like a girl than a boy. I knew that I really was a girl but trapped in a body with this thing between my legs. One day, when I was a senior in high school, my father barged into my room and caught me dressed up. He was furious and beat the holy shit out of me. He kicked me out of the house and I began to hang out in the West Village where I met others like me. I felt better about myself. In a sense, I found a place where I belonged, you understand what I mean? I lived like that for a few years until I met Lester at the Anvil one night." "I was dating a girl I met at NYU and we were serious. She didn't know that I liked to cruise for blow jobs, that I would 'walk on the wild side', if you will. We got engaged but as the big day approached, I knew I couldn't go through with it. I hated sex with her. I didn't like going down on her. I knew that I was entering into a life of hell. About a month before the wedding, I came out to her and she went off the wall. The wedding was cancelled, my family refused to speak to me, I was very unhappy. It was Luce who made me feel loved and who made me feel like I wasn't some sort of freak. And we've been together ever since. We live in an apartment together and are, in most ways, a normal happy couple. Everyone knows we're gay and no one seems to care." Stories I've Been Told "I love it. Where we live is just such a cool place. I hang out with the wives and Lester plays softball on the weekends with the husbands." "I'm a good golfer, too, and I often play with guys from my office." As our conversation progressed, Lester and Luce put away quite a few drinks. I slowly sipped my beer and noshed on the nachos. "But you said that you were a bisexual couple. Do you have women, too?" "Oh, honey, you'd be surprised. We don't often have a vagina but when we do, it's fun. It's the novelty." "Yes, you'd be surprised at how many couples in our complex ask us over." "We've had a few parties that got out of hand, too. There are so many women who want to see guy-to-guy action. It turns them on. I like to play with them and eat some pussy but Lester doesn't care for it. I tell him that it's an acquired taste but he doesn't care, he just want to fuck me. And that's just fine with me. How about you? Do you want to fuck me?" "Thanks for the offer, Luce. I have no doubt that you are a great lay but I'm more curious about your lifestyle. When I lived out east in the Hamptons, I knew many gay couples. It is so normal out there to meet people in alternate lifestyles. I've never met a couple who lived so openly here in suburbia. I give you both a lot of admiration for that." "Oh, we have a summer place in Sag Harbor and we love it there but we work here." "Yes, I understand that but, as I said, I've never known an openly gay couple living as you two do. It must have taken your neighbors some time to get used to that." "True. It did. At first, there was a lot of discomfort but as time went on and people began to know us and befriend us...as we watched their families grow, as we got involved with each other, it began to get better and better. Now, we're just neighbors." "I toast to you both! It gives me hope about this fucked-up world we live in. So, are you two monogamous?" "For the most part. We have a group of bisexual swingers we meet now and then." "I like bringing new people into the group, that's always fun. I like to bust cherries. Are you sure you don't want to come back to our place? We can continue this and maybe get to know each other better." "You really turn me on. I bet you have the sweetest cock." Under the table, I felt Luce run her hand up my thigh. My dick was soft. She rubbed it several times and it stayed soft. "Lester, he's not hard. He's not interested. He doesn't like us, Lester." "I'm sure we could change that!" Lester was leering at me. He was drunk. I found them fascinating but I was not stimulated. Sure, the thought ran through my mind that they must have astounding technique at sucking cock and that I might no doubt enjoy it, they just didn't do it for me. I folded my notebook and got up to leave. Luce was pouting. I told them both that if I changed my mind, I would email them but she seemed very disappointed. I leaned over and gave her a kiss. I told her that I liked her very much and I was proud to know them. I walked out to my car thinking that I was glad to have interviewed them. Honestly, I didn't know it was possible for an openly - outrageously open - gay/transvestite couple to live naturally in Syosset, New York. As I drove home, my heart felt good. Every day, progress is happening and tolerance is spreading. Laurie Every day, I walk my dog at the nearby beach on the Long Island Sound. Over the years, I have made friends with other dog walkers, fishermen, walkers and sun worshippers. While my dog frolics, we chat, smoke joints and cigarettes, and generally have a nice time. Laurie is there nearly every hot and sunny day. She sunbathes in the same spot every day in a spot where she can get a maximum tan. She's young, only 26, and very pretty with a model's body - thin, small hips, small breasts and long legs. She wears tiny little string bikinis that leave very little to the imagination. We always sit and chat while her little dog runs and chases my big guy. During these chats, I am always perusing her body and I especially enjoy those times when I gaze down on her camel's toe. Over time, we have developed a very honest and frank form of conversation. She regards me as a safe and trustworthy person and I am. Last week, my beach stroll was no different than any other. It was a warm, sunny day and I was enjoying the walk, looking down at the rocks and pebbles. As I approached Laurie, I saw that she was busy writing in her journal, headphones in her ears. She was wearing my favorite yellow thong and I was happy to see her prominent cleft winking at me as I walked up to her. She patted the blanket and asked me to wait as she finished her entry. "What are you writing about so intently?" "Oh, just rambling mostly. My life is such shit right now. I want to get all my thoughts down while they're rolling around my head." "What could possibly be so bad? Your tan is perfect!" "Yeah, it is, I know. But I just broke up with my latest guy and my BFF is mad at me. And it's not my fault. And she won't talk about it with me. Just wait a minute." I waited until she put down her pen. "Wanna tell me what happened?" "Well, I don't really care about my boyfriend. He's really an asshole. I really shouldn't say that. I mean, like we had fun together but sometimes, he acts like a jerk. I called him out on it and we had a fight. And, like, that's it, it's over." "What did you fight about?" "The usual - sex." "What? You wouldn't give him a blow job?" "No, that's not it. I give him plenty of blow jobs. No, he wants to get kinky and I don't." "Define kinky." "Okay...well, it's a few things. Like, he wants to spank me again. I don't mind when he spanks me a little, especially when we're doing it. I don't like it when he starts to spank me hard. I let him do it once after he begged but I didn't like it when he hurt me and wouldn't stop. So that was the end of that. Now, he wants to tie me up but I don't trust that he won't hurt me. I asked him if he would let me tie him up but he was loudly against that...so the answer to that is no. And finally, he wants me to invite my friend Ginny over for a threesome. He wants to see some girl-girl action. But Ginny and I don't have that kind of friendship...neither of us are into it." "You mean girl-on-girl with her or girl-on-girl in general?" "Girl-on-girl with her. I'm not opposed to it, but not with her. I had a short relationship with a college roommate and it was good for both of us. I mean, I liked it. But it depends on the who the person is...and it's not Ginny. So we had a big fight and I kicked him out of my apartment. He's been sending me nasty texts all day. Here look." She called up her texts and handed me the phone. I saw what she meant. He was sending her notes like 'ur a cunt,' 'sex w/u sux.' and stuff like that. "See what I mean? He's so yesterday to me." "Yes, I see. I think he's a shmuck...he should have treated you with a bit more respect and respected your limitations. And what's the story with your girlfriend?" "Honestly, I don't know. She's mad at me and won't say why. She won't answer my calls or texts." "I'm sure that once she gets over whatever is bothering her, she'll call you." "Maybe. I'll tell you what's funny about this. We've known each other since we were little and we've always been very close. When Asshole started talking about a threeway, I thought of her. She's recently separated and very horny lately so I thought it might be good for her. I suggested her to Asshole but he doesn't like her and said no so I never brought it up to her. I'm telling you, sometimes you just can't win!" She went for her bag to get a smoke and as she moved, I looked down at her yellow-clad crotch. I noticed a wet spot right along her slit. "I gather you like the idea of girl-on-girl with her?" "What makes you say that?" "There's this little telltale wet spot..." She looked down and started to giggle. "Busted!" "That's all right, I won't tell!" "No, I think I could really dig getting it on with her. She has a great body...big tits and round hips...flat tummy...Oh, I see you like the idea, too!" She began to giggle at the hard-on pushing out against my shorts. "What's not to like?" I smiled. I put my hand into my shorts and adjusted my dick. "There. That's much better." She giggled. "I love it how guys can't hide it! If I was wearing shorts, you would never know I was wet." "I suppose that's true...unless, of course, if I smelled it!" I smiled. "It's all about the pheromones, huh?" "It's the animal thing, you know. We just can't help it." "Sex, sex, sex. That's what everything comes down to, doesn't it? I think maybe it's better just to keep a stash of fresh batteries, I swear." "Yeah, well, jerking off is always fun...nothing wrong with that. It's like a hobby with me." "That's something that pissed me off about Asshole, too. I've never seen a guy jerk off and I wanted to watch him but he would do that for me. But he can tell me what he wants!...Ha! Fuck him. Asshole!" "Sounds to me like he has some problems. You're better off without him...it'll only get worse. You need a man who can respect you as well as play with you and it doesn't sound like he's the one." "I wish I knew who was." "I volunteer!" I said laughing. "If you weren't as old as my dad, I'd take you up on that." "I think that's a compliment but I'm not sure." She leaned over and kissed me sweetly on my cheek. "It was a compliment, I just said it wrong." "You're excused." "Actually, I wouldn't mind being satisfied by someone who knows what they're doing." "But I'm like the pizza box: 'You've had the rest, now try the best!'" We laughed. After a few minutes, I got up to walk my dog back to my car. Laurie got up, too. As we walked back to the parking lot, she asked me if I wanted to meet her for dinner and maybe, just maybe, to go to her place and play. I thought hard about this and suggested that maybe dinner might be cool. We agreed to meet at a local Italian restaurant at seven. I drove home with visions of some young tail riding my face. I parked quickly. ran into my room and jerked off as quickly as I could. At seven, I met her at the restaurant. She slid into my car and lit a before-dinner joint. "So?" she asked, "Are you okay after our steamy conversation this afternoon?" "Oh, I'm very okay. When I got home, I jerked off right away. I feel great now. And you?" "I did the same thing!" We laughed. We had a nice dinner and some wine but I thought my dish could have used a bit more garlic. Still, the garlic knots compensated admirably. During our conversation, I discovered that Laurie was far more sexually preoccupied than I had thought. Her conversation seemed to always veer back to that subject. "You know, Laurie, you seem very captivated by this subject." "Yeah, you know, like it seems to be pouring out of me today." "Why do you think..." "Maybe it's because I dumped my boyfriend. I've been wondering about myself all day. Was I too extreme? Should I have gone with the program. You know? I'll a bit confused about all of this..." "Maybe..." "Maybe I'm glad to be able to talk about this with you. Like, where else can I get someone who is honest and objective to talk about this? You were there today for me. Thank you." We finished dinner and made our way back to my car where we finished up the pre-dinner roach. I had real issues with going back to her place for sex. I felt like I would be taking advantage of her at a sensitive moment. I felt she might be too susceptible and I told her so. "I understand. Maybe we could just go back and continue the conversation....smoke some more...maybe have more wine." "I don't know. If it led to more, I'd feel guilty as all hell." "God! I'm amazed at how ethical you are. Here I am, throwing myself on you and you act like a virgin to me. Honestly, I didn't know men could be like that. I thought all you guys think through your dick." "Most of the time, we do. I certainly do. But I think that tonight may not be the night, if you know what I mean. You're too sensitive today." "But I am sooo curious. Please don't say no. Please educate me a little more, I feel so naive. Look, let's go back to my place and mellow out. If it gets too weird, we'll just let the whole thing drop. I so much want to talk." I agreed to that idea and I followed her Prius to a luxury condo overlooking the harbor. Hmmm, some digs. "Mom and Daddy wouldn't let me live in a dump. Here, I have the security of a doorman and all the amenities. Am I spoiled? You're goddammed right I am!" We sat in her living room and talked about sex and relationships for nearly two hours. We covered all kinds of ground and I answered her questions as truthfully as I could. At one point, I suggested that she try watching porn to get some techniques and she told me that she often watches the soft-core cable channel before bedtime. I suggested that she watch more hard-core stuff without the blurry fade-outs. She blushed and scooted off to her bedroom. When she returned, she was wearing a nightgown and robe. In her hands were several porn DVDs. "I really watch these." The titles were all compilations of hot scenes, no plot lines at all. One was bisexual. "I'm surprised you have this one." "I have fantasies, you know!" she said indignantly. "I find that these get me off quickly and I go to sleep immediately." Then she added, "I've never shown these to anybody before. It's my little secret." She slipped one into the player, sat down close to me and lit another joint. Within a few minutes of watching women going down on women and men sucking each other, I was hard. She noticed this and rubbed her hand over my crotch. "Oooh, somebody digs this as much as me!" She placed her other hand between her legs and let out a moan. "Laurie, I think this is my exit." "Oh, come on. I really want to watch you jerk off. We don't have to touch or anything. I want to watch. Don't say no when your cock is saying yes. Please?" She pulled my zipper down and I knew I was at the mercy of this young little vixen. My cock jumped out of my pants and she smiled. "What a nice cock. May I?" She lightly touched it and rubbed the helmet between her fingers. I got up from the couch and stripped off my clothes and sat back down. She took the opportunity to strip, too and I finally saw what little had been hidden under her bikini all summer. I was impressed. Her small breasts displayed large round areolas with quarter-inch long pink nipples. Her waxed pubes surrounded a long slit with fleshy labia. Leaning against the arm of the couch, she ran her finger along it. I took her hand and lifted it to my nose inhaling a sweet aroma. "That is soooo sexy." I took her hand and placed it back along her slit. I then took her hand back and licked her fingers. "You are a very sensual man." I placed her hand back onto her slit and this time, I lifted it to her face for her to enjoy. "When you jerk off, what do you fantasize about?" she asked. "Same things you fantasize about...fantasies, old memories...whatever will get me off." "Lean back. Let's watch each other." "All right, but I must do something first." I leaned into her and took a nipple between my lips. I sucked it deeply several times and felt it grow hard. I moved to the other one and did the same. She was very responsive and pushed it further, mashing her breast into my face. I pulled away and dropped down to her vagina which I proceeded to slurp along its length. I put my lips on her clit and reenacted my nipple suck. Then I sat back and began to stroke myself as I watched her do the same. "I am so wet. You're sooo sexy." I ran my fingernails along the vein that runs under the helmet down to my balls. My cock stiffened even more. "That's so cool. How did you do that?" I explained what I had done and she moved down to watch me do it again. "May I?" I let her run her nails along the vein and she seemed to marvel at the result. She took my cock in her hand and ran her tongue along the vein. She then took my cock into her mouth and gave it a few sucks. "Turn about is fair play," she said as she moved back to the arm. She reached into the pocket of her robe and pulled out a small chrome rocket which she placed into her slit. Watching her buzz herself increased the speed of my strokes. I watched intently as she writhed under it's influence. Her eyes never left my cock. She began to pant and moan as it did its magic. She put on quite a show for me. It was obvious that she enjoyed being watched and that it turned her on a lot. For me, it was like watching live porn and I was digging the shit out of it. "I'm gonna cum," she said. "Don't cum yet...watch me cum...watch me...I'm cumming for you." "You're so hot. Cum for me. Let me see you cum." "Yes...I am...I'm cumming...for you. Ah..ah...yes..oh God...so good...yesssss...yessss....oh God, yesssssssssss." She arched her back and spread her legs even wider as her orgasm washed over her. She was panting hard as she released the bullet and let it fall onto the couch. Drops of her juices spread along her legs and dripped onto the soft brown leather. After a moment, she stood up on the couch and walked over me, planting her pussy against my face. I inhaled her sweet scent as he rubbed it along my nose. I took a couple of licks and was rewarded with a mouthful of syrup. She then backed away and lowered herself onto my cock. She rode up and down a couple of times letting a groan escape and, as a bonus, a pussy fart. She rose off me and sat down. "Now let me see you cum. I want to see you cum all over my tits." I stroked my rock hard cock with more intensity and put on a show for her. Her face was just a few inches from it and she continued to talk. "Yeah, make it spit on me....I want to see you shoot it all over me..." She lightly held my balls in her hand and I began to feel my cum rising. "Yes, I'm cumming...I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna..." The first shot hit her on her cheek. She immediately moved up to catch the rest on her tits which she squeezed together. As I finished shooting, she placed her mouth over the head and sucked out the remaining spurts. I was done and I felt great. It was indeed a memorable cum. She moved up and placed her body over mine as she began to kiss me. I moved my lips onto hers and we swapped my cum back and forth. "How cool," she said breathlessly. "I've never had a man kiss me after he came in my mouth. They won't do that. But you...you are too cool." My arms enveloped hers and I pulled her closer. "Was that good? Did you like that? 'Cause I sure did." "Oh yeah. Big time. That was great. I never saw a man shoot close up like that. I loved how you looked like your dick was going to explode. And then it did! Thank you, thank you, thank you. That was awesome." We lay there like that for a while. I ran my hands along her back and lightly scratched it. She seemed so serene. After a bit, I began to move. I figured it was time for me to leave. "Don't go. Stay here with me. Let's fuck. I want to cum again. Please?" "You seduced me into that first one. I can't be half pregnant, can I?" We moved into her bedroom where, for the next three hours, we fucked and sucked like it was our last night on Earth. She screamed when I ate her but really screamed when I rimmed her ass. Finally, she was fucked out and nearly comatose. I slipped out of her bed, got dressed and drove home. My smile never left my face. Since then, we've had sex several times and each time it was just as good as the first time. But it's our secret. We're fuck buddies and I'm her 'Father Confessor.' She tells me about her boyfriends and she's even reconciled with her BFF. She told her friend about me and her friend has agreed to a threesome next weekend, all Laurie's idea. Laurie has a lot of ideas.