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When you are married for 10 years, your sex life tends to get a bit boring. It is the same old missionary followed by doggy or little suckity-suck here and there. Sometimes, even the thought of having fun with a new partner, runs through your mind. But, it’s all the same. You will spend the initial years of your relationship, discovering the body of your new partner and then it all goes back to where you left from. So, the question is, does that make it a wise investment? Well, in my head, its not worth it. So, I tried to put in a bit more effort of making our marriage interesting. I started off by re-observing everything Ronald did on everyday basis to keep sex life active.

I have always heard or read about the extra-marital status bit had never been across any real incidents in my life until a few years ago. I am Nikita and I am 23 years old now. This incident happened when I was 19. I accidentally witnessed my uncle, father’s brother, having an affair with our maid. I have no idea when it had started and why. My aunt was pretty and sexy and every man’s wet dream. And still, my uncle was sexually attracted to our maid. Ours was a huge house, three floors, one for each brother.

I had been working for Perez for a year and had seen his roving eyes watch me. I knew what he thought of me and wanted me to sleep with him. But I hadn’t given him that opportunity yet. As a result I did get secret gifts and requests to give in to him. The truth was, I was attracted to him and was just about to give in. That mutual attraction with my master would lead to a blasting sex, I didn’t know.

I was working as a janitor in a college and I had an unbelievable experience. I wanted sex and release for a long time, and one day I got. The series of events leading up to that are also interesting and it all started with a new professor who had just joined.

I was going home after a long day’s work and didn’t feel like driving in the crappy weather. It was raining cats and dogs, anything was hardly visible and roads were flooded. In that weather, I found a girl looking for lift. I had to stop and I watched her as she slowly walked towards my car. She stood at the window hesitating. I assured her I am not some kind of psycho. She smiled and slowly got in. I turned on the blower, she was dripping wet. I started the car and slowly drove around. I didn’t know an unexpected surprise on a road trip like this is awaiting for me.

I was quite a skinny man at 18 and hadn’t quite filled out yet. I was not too attracted to girls, but Mom said that I would eventually. Because I didn’t care if girls looked at me or not, I never tried to get a hot body. I had a best friend, Shane with whom high school was not that hard. But one day things changed. That’s my story of how my best friend became my lover.

I live in Florida with my girlfriend of 2 years. We are very happy together. She works at a travel agency which often gives her the opportunity of travelling around the world. When she travels, she ensures that I am taken care off. She would often cook for me, or keep my clothes ironed, or even dry clean my shoes. The latest addition to her ‘care for Simon’ routine is hiring a maid. So, she hired Tressa. The story is about my romantic session with her and how I got the best blowjob I got from my maid.

It was dark in the hall, with dim lights. The only light that shone brightly was at the center, on a raised platform. A woman was screaming in pleasure. Tied up, suspended from the ceiling, she was spread out and we could all see her pink cunt. A man was penetrating her with a whip handle and drawing her juices out. The very way the voyeur was doing things, made me feel hot.

This was the third time I was meeting Xena. I was having an affair with her and I had kept it a secret from my wife. What do I say? I was addicted to her or rather my cock was addicted to her pussy. And she was naughty as hell so I enjoyed doing things with her of sexual nature. I don’t feel bad having an affair with a hot escort like Xena.

I was meeting a group of guy friends at a bar. It was a renowned gay bar where drag shows were held on Tuesdays. So I went there, a woman. I was bisexual and enjoyed dallying with both sexes. I was enjoying the show, singing along when I went to get a drink at the bar. Max was serving drinks and the first thing I noticed about her was that she had heavy eye jewellery. Piercings and heavy makeup made her eyes pop even more. I didn’t know I would end up sleeping with the Waitress I met there.

I had been lonely for a while and I missed having someone to talk to or even have sex with. I was bored and my work kept me busy 6 days of the week. Italy is a beautiful place to live but if you are single, nothing that a place can do for you. I wanted some company one night and decided that I would try a phone sex service. I was open to talking to a stranger on phone sex and get something to manage my boredom and loneliness.

I was feeling horny today but that doesn’t mean I should think of fucking my stepmom. Cassie my usual was out of town and in this sweltering heat, my chances of finding a new girl to bang were almost zero. Anyway, I was still hoping that some girl would walk in through the door as I waited in the ice cream parlour. It was hot outside. Then the door opened and in came my stepmother.

My buddy James and I were out drinking at a bar when we noticed a really hot chick walk in. She spoke to some patrons and saw us watching her. She came over and said, “Want to get laid tonight?” We looked at her and then at each other. “Both of you,” she said. “How much?” I asked and she smiled saying, “That can be decided on the way to your house.” We took her to James’ place and began with some more drinks. I had dreams of filling an ass full of cum and this seemed like a good opportunity. “I need to fuck your ass,” I told her, Selena was her name. “Hmm, everything is available for a price,” she replied.  I smiled, knowing that she would let me do it. James was already playing with her gigantic boobs. He had discarded her bra and I could see them with turgid nipples. She was lying on the couch and James was sort of pinching and plucking them.

I had the hots for my gym instructor. He had a good body and I often had erotic dreams about this man. He had a little stutter that would show up when he was nervous. How did I know this? I was at the gym twice in a day, so around him for a lot of time. He had a very prominent accent and I could spot him anywhere by his voice. Then things changed. I had sex with my gym instructor and I felt wonderful.

It was a lazy morning, I was sipping cola when my phone vibrated, someone had pinged me on Instagram. The notification flashed on my screen. Alex had sent me a ‘hey’, I jumped on my seat, my heartbeat pace increased. Numerous questions were popping in my head all at once, ‘why would he text me?’, ‘he might want something from me!’. ‘But what can he want?’, I push back all my thoughts and try to think of what to do next. I don’t want to text him instantly, that would show him my eagerness. Alex was my classmate in 11th grade. As far as I know, he had a pretty girlfriend, I remember stalking her on Instagram. Back in school we never spoke, not that I never noticed him. I did, but our friend circles were quite aloof from each other.  I also knew he was having friends with benefits relationship with quite a few back then.

I had an affinity towards women’s clothes and have a lot of crossdressing fantasies. The soft silks, shimmery fabrics and bold colours – I loved them all. But I was a boy and all my friends would laugh if ever a boy wore a pink shirt. And I loved hose colours. I wanted to raid my mom’s closet, wear her dresses, put on makeup and strut like the diva that I was. But I held this in me for many years, until one night I saw my parents. They had dressed up in costumes I believe. My mom was a policeman and dad played a nurse. It seemed they were role-playing, but mom was a man and dad was a woman?

The first time I had sex with a man when I was nineteen. I knew I was attracted to other men and boys but in my very traditional family homosexuality wasn’t even talked about. I didn’t realise what my feeling meant. But that night, my first gay sex experience with a man changed everything.

This is the final part of my story Gay Experience with a stranger. I will write in continuation of the cross dresser sex and how he fucked my Asshole.

I was nervous on the first day of college. I had never stayed away from home. But now I was in a dorm full of unknown faces. I liked playing football, so I had decided to sign up for trials. The first day of the trial, I saw him – Jonah. He was a quarterback and quite the looker. All the girls would surround him after practice, and he would go home with a new girl every night. How did I know about his night-time activities? Well you see, he lived in the same dorm as me, in fact just opposite my room. He was due to move into a sorority house, but he was putting up here for now.

Janice, my girlfriend was arriving today and I had made some preparations. I missed her a lot while she was away on a work trip for 10 months. I was also missing the sex, quite obviously and often found myself thinking of our neighbor. I also had a craze for threesome anal and soon it was going to happen. Brad was a lean and fit gym instructor, whom I often ogled at discreetly. And today, he was standing at my door, asking to wait as the handyman repaired his leaking roof.

When I turned 18, I was moving out to California for college. As my stay wasn’t figured yet, my mom invited my dad to our home and proposed the idea of me living with him and his wife for a few months. My dad and his wife were very happy to hear that and came all the way to Toronto to pick me up. I was never close to my dad, but I always remembered my first experience of sex with my stepmother.

I was late! I was running for an internal meeting and when I burst into the conference room, I saw it was empty? Only Sean was sitting there looking amused. “The meeting is cancelled,” he said in an understanding voice. I take a breath of relief and sit on the nearest chair. I had a lot to do, so I thank him and start working there. It was a Friday so most of the staff leave at around 3 and it’s only me and him working. We didn’t disturb each other at all while working but now I feel something change and it became a fantastic night.

I am a lonely man in his forties. I love to travel, dine and explore new places by myself. But I often wish for a partner. I got divorced early, so the little chance of being with someone was also ruined in my memory. So, each morning I would go to work, do my mundane bank job and visit my nearest LGBT bar. I am sharing my memory of sex with a Shemale and how I found pleasure in it.

I’m not saying I was a bad lover to begin with, because who in their right mind willingly cops to something like that? What I will say is, that before I accidentally found my way down a porn channels rabbit hole, I was much less aware of all of the incredible things a single body can do and feel. That’s how it led to immense sexual satisfaction.

If you haven’t read the previous parts of this story read part-1 and part-2 to get the glimpse of this virgin sex story. BJ and I had been seeing each other a lot now. Ever since having sex on that day, it was difficult to be apart from him for more than a few days. We would talk on phone and I would wait for his call every day. I was loving this part of our courtship. We would still steal kisses whenever we got a chance, but I hadn’t had sex with boyfriend again. I was dying to try new things with him and soon the opportunity arose.