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.
My name is Zen and this is my real story of an erotic encounter with my friend’s mom. I saw her for the first time and fell in love with her. It was 4 years back when my other friends and I used to meet at night time for playing cards. We used to sit on a bench near four-way, discuss cricket, tease each other by their girlfriend’s name and many other things. One night, one of my friends introduced us to Harry. Harry was a few years younger to us. As there was no boy of his age in the locality. So he started hanging out with us. Soon as we were bored of sitting and chit-chatting. We all decided to play night games.
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.
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 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.
This happened as a result of a challenge. A dare to be specific. It was a Hen Party and we were at a place with many other girls, some of whom I didn’t know. I am Jennifer, 26 years old. We were drinking and having fun. There were games and one of them was truth or dare. Feeling brave I took a dare and I had to kiss a girl. I didn’t knew this would lead ahead to a beautiful lesbian sex experience.
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.
That night was burned into my brain. I had broken up with my boyfriend, my dom, but I couldn’t get him out of my mind. His pleasuring skills still tormenting me day and night. It had been only a week and here I was rethinking going back to him. One of these days I was remembering one kinky night we had where we did it and it was so memorable. I had orgasmed so hard and he had seemed so proud to give that to me.
It was one night when my cousin Joe had come over to our house. We had all turned eighteen over the summer and the way he was looking at me was making me shiver. I knew it was wrong with him being my cousin and all but the attraction between us was something. I wanted to have sex with my cousin and my body was electrified when I was near him.
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 was dating Jana for two years now and I wanted to give her a surprise for valentine’s day. Last year, she had given me a lacy lingerie set and I surprised her with some jewellery. But this year I was out of ideas and didn’t want to copy her last year’s idea. I was thinking about what to do for her to make her feel good. I was thinking of doing something spicy that would mean a gift a both of us. So, I came up with a plan of rubbing my lover’s tits to pleasure her.
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 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.
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.
I had been planning a trip to Japan for a good while. I had saved money, booked tickets and made bookings at hotels. But maybe it wasn’t in my destiny because at that time, the covid pandemic struck and everything was put on hold. I had booked my stay such that I had an opportunity to court some local ladies. I had a thing for Asian women and I was super attracted to them. I have many kinks but wanted to satisfy my fetish desires with them.