I met Lisa in college and then we also had some steamy webcam sex. But that’s not the end. It was because she wanted to relax sexually and didn’t want the hassle of dating a guy. I wanted her. Oh, I so wanted her. But she kept denying me. And now we are stuck together on a plane. Right next to each other, in economy. Why, you ask? Because we are on a freaking college trip or an educational trip if you prefer. That was it. I had some sexy moments up in the air itself.
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.
I was in my second year at law school, when a new teacher joined the faculty. She was in charge of teaching us Criminal Law. Five-foot-six, slender figure, dark brown hair with a few loose curls, our teacher Serena, was mesmerizing to say the least. She had a perfect cleavage and her ass was tight. As she stood in front of the class, doing her job, all I could do was stare at her. I imagined all the things that I wanted to do to her. I wanted to hold her and lick her into oblivion. So in order to get close to her, I approached her after class with the request to help me with the subjects personally since I was having difficulty in understanding the theories. I was just taking my chance but didn’t know I was going to experience bliss- my first lesbian experience with my teacher!
In my family, women are always covered in a Burkha. It is believed that covering up a woman’s body keeps them safe from evil eye be it from their own father or even their husband’s ninth wife. Like in the western world, when I was a kid, we were never exposed to a woman’s body, apart from their eyes or their feet. Clean beautiful feet with mehendi design or alta dye stain, often made me wonder about what lied under it. Destiny had something else defined for me and I sharing my story of fetish seduction on my wedding night.
When I was 12, I went to shop for shoes with my mother. I would walk around the store, making my mother laugh out loud. The onlookers at the store, would often look at me in astonishment and wonder, “How is this little boy handling pencil heels so well”?. My mama knew it back then that I was born different and she fought the world to make me who I am today, a proud cross dressing gay male.
I came out as gay to my parents when I was around 25 years old. I knew that I wasn’t attracted to girls, but I was finding it difficult to have a meaningful relationship. I wanted hugs and cuddles, quiet nights with my partner just watching a movie and hot sex of course! I did meet attractive men of my age, but most were just wanting to have fun or wanted to explore. I wanted more, something more long term. And I guess it was because of this, that I didn’t find many partners. My sex partners were also reducing as I would start checking if he could be the one. I badly needed a passionate night with a gay partner soon.
It was a Sunday afternoon and I had taken a long weekend off from work as I was too bored with my life. I had recently been through a very rough patch in my life. I had broken up my 10-year-old relationship with my boyfriend after which I was into severe depression. I wanted to stay alone for this weekend but somehow staying alone made me remember all the bad memories. So, I decided that Sunday night I would just let myself free and go out. I dressed up a black cocktail dress and applied bold makeup to feel different. I just wanted to feel someone else and not myself that day. Once I reached the nearby bar, I saw a few familiar faces as I used to visit this place often with my friends but tonight, I was all alone. I had never thought that soon I was going to meet a stranger who not only ignited my sexuality but also made me forget about everything around me.
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.
Ed clicked on the ad that kept showing up in his browser. It was an invitation for free online sex. It led him to a portal that had a list of pretty girls. It seemed they all wanted to chat with him..a sex chat. He scrolls through the list just for the heck of it and then his eyes fall on someone called Amber. He clicks on it and she makes an appearance on screen. That was the beginning of finding pleasure through webcam sex.
There was this fantasy of mine where I wanted to experience kinky sex with my man and push ourselves for further fetish sex. We had already done it outdoors and were exhibitionists. Now I wanted something new to spice up my sex life. I had asked Adam to surprise me and I was looking forward to it tonight. I am Christine 32 years and Adam is 36 now but we manage to have an active sex life.
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 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.
My name is Aryan and I was posted in Chickmanglur, an area with a lot of hills and coffee plantations. I was sent there for handling the production work. I was given a guesthouse to stay and a house-help, a man named Hari, who helped me with basic things I needed. His wife used to prepare food and do cleaning stuff for me. His wife, Rekha, was a very beautiful and desirable woman. I am going to share my story of how I came closer to her and had sex with the wife of caretaker of my guest house.
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.
Shana was sitting on the bed with a sultry look in her eyes. I was going to fuck her, fuck a shemale. “ I am going to suck your cock and fuck your ass,” I tell her. “Yeah, I will do the same to you. Now come here. I want to suck your lollipop,” she says and licks her lips. The tone itself makes me go wild. I go closer and let my naked and hard dick hang in from of her. She takes it in her hands and rubs it between her palms.
Joanne has made me cum just by using her mouth and I couldn’t imagine what I would get once I fucked her. Jofre was very happy with my performance and was waiting eagerly for the proper shooting to start. He had shared the script and it was completely in detail. Every time I had to touch her, the place I had to touch her – pinching, biting and caressing, everything was in the details. While reading the script I began to imagine it and instantly my dick got hard. Actually, anyone can get an orgasm from script reading itself as it is described so nicely.
I had a high-flying career and was married for the last 10 years. But my husband was mostly away on business most of the year, saying that right now was the time to earn. I agreed with it. We could earn now and relax later. But lately, I had been feeling lonely and quite horny. I was angry and frustrated as I missed sex with a person. But because we had mutually decided to live like this, I couldn’t say much on it. I couldn’t say I changed my mind. So, I waited for things to change. I wanted get banged hard because I’ve been missing sex.
Shreeja and Neha looked at their husbands lovingly. They both have bonded together very well and they were glad since they themselves have been inseparable since childhood. Naman put an arm around his new buddy Raghav and looked back at his wife chatting happily with her friend. He announced they are going into his study for watching the game and having a few drinks.
My wife Shana and I wanted to experiment a bit to spice up our sex life. So, I had been learning a little of rope tying techniques as we both dabbled in BDSM role play. We were also planning on adding a little bit of role play to stimulate each other as acting like strangers just make things naughtier. The date was set and I was to come in as the handyman to fix the sink.
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.
The stock market today had given me a lot of profit, I was on the way to my apartment. I will have to wait for 10 full stations. I took a seat and started scrolling my phone, I had a lousy weekend ahead of me, many people had sent messages asking about my weekend plans. Two stations had passed and I was starting to feel sleepy, I gazed around me and found a cute guy staring at me. He had a huge book in his hand and a bag-pack, most likely a college student I thought. As soon as he noticed me looking at him, he turned away. The next station arrived and he stood up, it was a bummer, I thought he was leaving but instead he offered his seat to an old lady. How humble of him, didn’t know generations like these still existed. I noticed his broad shoulders and sleek back, when the seat next to me got empty I gently tapped on his shoulders and asked him to sit next to me. He got all shy but took the seat, “hey” I said, “hii”, he replied he had brown eyes and matching brown his frizzy hair which fell on his eyes. Until then, I had no idea that things are going to get hot and he will become my subway gay partner.
My girlfriend and I have an explosive relationship. We love hard and we fight hard as well. And sometimes the makeup sex is rough, but it works for us. We have been together for 5 years and it’s the same story. We will have an argument; we will scream, shout and fight. Then proceed to have the most amazing and rough make up sex. This story is about a night I tied up my girlfriend and paddled her ass to make her feel the bdsm pleasure of sex.
It was a normal Friday during the summer month of the year. Me and my friend had decided on visiting a strip club far away from the city which was famous for 5 strip dancers who used to run it. The strip club was very popular because of the variety of themes that the boys incorporated in their dance and strip shows. I had never seen their pictures but had heard a lot about these strippers. I was excited to visit this strip club as I had never been to a male strip club. I had never thought in my wildest dreams that I would end up having sex with a stripper during my first time at a strip club. Once we reached the club, we saw that the crowd was full of women and some gay men dressed in short and kinky clothes.
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.
Shana was my aunt – my dad’s stepsister. She was a little different from my stiff collared family. She was visiting this week and I was going to see her after five years. I was eighteen now, ready to join college. It was my last week at home and Shana who was 30, was visiting. Destiny had different plans and I had sex with my aunty.