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I am Sagar, a 24-year aged man, or woman you might say. I started loving the clothes of the woman since my teenage and I like turning into a woman. I always use to wear women’s nightwear while sleeping and even during the day I used to wear a bra and panty under my men’s wear. It used to give me immense pleasure. One day, I went to watch a late night movie. Beside me, a handsome man was sitting. After half an hour or so, I felt his hands caressing my thighs. I was a little confused but I was enjoying his touch. So, I let it be. His caress deepened and my erection was getting stronger with each stroke. Slowly his hands touched my hard cock and I sucked in my breath.

I am 45 years old and my name is John. My wife is a socialite. She has so many friends that she is invited to various weddings and parties all the time. I am a person who likes to stay indoors after a long day of work. Although, this one time she forced me to attend a wedding with her. I had come home early from work and so, I agreed. Didn’t know this would turn into an affair with wife’s friend.

I am Alisha, a 37 year old escort in London writing my story on eroticatale. I read many stories on this site and thought to write my own as well. I am proud of my profession and love to openly talk about it. The reason being, its a profession that allows me to do social service along with making money and feel good about myself. You may wonder, what kind of social service can a high class escort offer? Well, I help men release their stress through sex and find happiness again, when they are with me.

I watched her moving through the room. Her gaze was fixed on the couple on the platform. I could tell she was feeling horny, by the way her legs moved, as if she was trying to rub something down there. Her body stiffened every time, the man penetrated his playmate with the whip handle. I knew what she was feeling and the atmosphere in the sex club was getting hotter.

This happened four years back when I joined a new office. I was 26 years old at that time with fresh mind and body but inclined toward lesbian sex. My boss cum manager there was Betty. She was a 52-year-old lady with a little chubby body and a figure of 38D-38-36. She was a very strict lady, and I have often seen her shouting at other colleagues. But she was a little soft in the approach towards me. During my initial days at the office, I had only a few interactions with her, but after a couple of months, we started to talk more and she often dropped me at my house. She led a happy family life with her husband who works in the Government sector and two sons working in MNC’s.

I was feeling stressed lately and experienced back pain. My husband normally remains on business trips and I had nothing much to do. So I had called for a masseur to come home and give me a good rub on my back and shoulders. When he showed up my eyes bugged out. It was a he and he was super built. Hot even. That led to a sensual erotic massage and anal sex with him. I let him in asked him to set up in the living room. I went in to get changed and came back in a towel.

Do you often orgasm before your women? You probably have, most of the time. There could be two reasons for that. Either you are suffering from premature ejaculation or your woman is the kind who takes longer to orgasm. We will discuss about how to cope up with Women’s orgasm time but first thing first, let’s talk about premature ejaculation.

Hi, I am Nadia, I an 28 years old and I am Katoptronophilic. In simple terms, I love having sex in front of the mirror, well that’s weird fetish sex but that’s how I am. So, my room is full of mirrors, each wall and ceilings. Doesn’t matter where I am on the bed, I can see myself in the mirror. Mostly, my boyfriends would get creeped out of so many mirrors. I also enjoy gloryhole porn videos where they fuck in front of the mirror and take cum inside their mouth. There was a time when I thought I will only see myself, pleasuring me in these mirrors, until I met Ron. He has the looks that every woman weak in the knees just by looking. His smouldering dark eyes, his Latino skin and sharp features topped by his well-built physique made him look like a Greek god.

I was 21 when I met Jo – Josephine actually, but she preferred Jo. She was all of 18 and a very spunky girl. She was Fran’s daughter. Fran – my father’s wife. I hadn’t seen her before although Fran and Dad were married for more than four years. Maybe because I was at university and hadn’t come home in a while. But this summer, I saw her. She was a tiny brunette who was interested in astronomy. What I didn’t know was that she was untouched and I discovered about my virgin stepsister soon.

It was typical lazy afternoon and I was lounging on my couch trying to jack myself off. I was fantasising about my neighbour, but I didn’t know if he was into fucking shemales. I was a shemale, with a great set of boobs and a dick. And then the bell rang.

His eyes were following her every move. Katya was serving the drink in the billionaire’s party, moving graciously, heads down, shying away from anyone who made a pass at her. His gaze had so much intensity that even I could feel them from a distance, the strength of kinky sex and roughness. I had no idea what he has in mind but I was about to find it out soon. I, Anaita, am 24 years old, just the same as Katya. We have been friends for quite some time now and we even work for the same catering company. Katya is a shy woman of 23 years of age who thinks she is not beautiful enough. She would have a fit if she knew she was the centre of attention of a billionaire prince himself.

I was dating Julianna for a while now. She was all of 21 and I knew she was it for me. I also knew that she hadn’t had a boyfriend before me. I had proposed her that Christmas and we were engaged to marry. It was a beautiful summer day and I had asked to take her on a picnic just to spend some time together – unsupervised. I hadn’t intended it, but we ended up making love under the open skies that day and devouring my virgin fiance.

Chad was an asshole! He had been cheating on me for months and I had turned a blind eye to all the warnings that my friends and even his friends gave me. I believed that he really loved me, as much as I loved him. But the one thing, I learnt was that men are never to be trusted. They will use you and then throw you away. Will not show you the respect you deserve. In my string of failed relationships, each one of them had used me for their own benefit. And in the end, it was a “sorry” that I got. For all that pain, for all that I did for them – sorry – one word as a return gift. But I had had enough and I was going to get back through revenge sex.

Availing escort services is a new trend in the market. Men are constantly under stress. And to perform better at their tasks be it professional or at home, they need to find a release. This release can be delivered by a friendly escort girl. Well, sex is fine but what about if you wish to fulfil your kinky sex wishes as well? Let’s see then.

I had never thought about BDSM as a sexual act that would appeal to me. So, I never even thought about trying it. But the first step into BDSM sex, for me was with someone so sensuous and beautiful, that I enjoyed it thoroughly.

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 at my friend’s bachelor party in Vegas and was going to experience something different. We were hitting up several clubs and in one I met Irina. I saw her dancing over the bar. Great body and amazing tits. I looked up and smiled when she caught my eye. She smiled as well and came down towards me. I am well built and was 27 when this incident happened.

Hello friends, my name is Ricky and this is the story of how I became a paid cross dresser two years back. It was during the Christmas holidays when I was in need of some money. I called my friend Kris and asked for his help. Though he agreed, he asked a favour in return. When I met him, he told me that his job was in danger and that the only way to save is by pleasing my boss. He told that his boss was a bisexual who had a thing for cross dresser. I used to dress like a girl at times but never showed it to anyone. Kris came to know about it when he once caught me in a floral maxi dress, masturbating myself. That small incident changed my life and I became centre of attraction for rich gay men.

The day had arrived when I was going to shoot the movie. Jofre was on set and there were more people than last time. I told Jofre that I was uncomfortable with so many people on the set. He assured me that once they set up, the actual shoot would only have a handful of staff and they would be discreet. That gave me some courage and then I saw Joanne walk in. She was looking good but had too many clothes on I guess, so she went to the changing room and then re-emerged in a transparent shirt and shorts. Enough imaginations of banging the blonde, I wanted it quick, real!

Mike and Rachel were finally on a camping trip, which had been cancelled by them three times before. They were tired from trekking all day long and were resting on their bed inside their tent. It was 11:00 PM, but they were still excited as Mike was waiting to eat Rachel’s tanned body, under the open sky and stars. Rachel had gotten a tan on her fine legs, right up to thighs, and she was showing it off, just to seduce him. She also told the same to Mike on their way up to camp. Rachel wanted to change her clothes, which were sweaty from trekking. She took off her jacket and top; then she replaced her grey trouser with black shorts and sat on bed wearing only her orange front closure bra. She sat in position which flaunted her tanned legs. But sooner things were going to get romantic and that’s the story of Rachael getting fucked by a stranger in the woods during the trip.

I was a pretty horny guy and my wife was ok with my sexual desires. She never said no whenever I wanted to fuck, even if we were not at home. She understood my hunger for sex. Once we were at a friend’s party and I got the desire to have sex. I found her and locked ourselves in the guest bedroom. There was no talking as she knew what I wanted. I pushed her on the bed and tore her panties. I pushed my penis in her channel and gagged her mouth with my palms before I began to fuck her. That evening was hot and dirty as we fucked in someone else’s house.

I remember being stuck inside my apartment during those rainy nights. Boredom and frustration lead me to chat with strangers online and suddenly my rainy nights weren’t so depressing anymore. I saw Katya that night and just loved the way she responded to me. Even though we were physically apart she definitely lit my fire.

I had met Faheem, at a sex club a few months ago. He was young and attractive and looked like he had expensive taste too. His attire and attitude reflected that but at the same time he was a sex fiend. We got talking that night as we watched a woman tied up and get whipped on her ass. She was leaking and then her master fucked her with the whip’s handle. Faheem liked BDSM and that’s what brought him here. After that meeting, we had gone to his hotel and had wild sex.

This is my own story which is little long but read it completely, you will enjoy if you like real gay erotica. This incident happened a few months ago, in September. I met this guy on a flight while coming back from Chicago. I had gone there for some office work. The flight was late in the night, and it was delayed by almost an hour. I was tired, and I tried to take a small nap while I was on the flight. Unfortunately, the nap lasted for only 20 minutes or so, and I woke up due to turbulence. I opened my eyes and glanced over. A middle-aged guy was sitting next to me and was reading something on his mobile. Unable to sleep again, I just started looking outside the window. There wasn’t much to see because of the night and dark rain clouds. I peeked at his mobile screen and tried to see what he was so engrossed about. It seemed like an e-book and I tried to read a few lines to figure out what kind of book it was.

For a woman, it is often difficult to decide between someone who fulfilled my sexual desires and someone who makes a great father to my kids. I love my children but lately, my sex life wasn’t even remotely exciting. It was the same missionary after Sunday lunch when the kids were napping. And I was frustrated.