D and I have a rare weekend to ourselves coming up. Children with grandparents from Friday afternoon, hotel booked in a random city that's not too far from the grandparents (so collection on Sunday won't be too big a chore).
It's out 10-years-together anniversary so we're planning good food, good drink, late morning lay-ins and a lot of sex.
When we were discussing where to stay D asked her Facebook friends for suggestions and one was a city neither of us had been to before. D did a little googling and said "There's a swingers club and a lot of gay bars there."
Given the romantic weekend vibe I didn't think that'd be what we were going for so said, "You wouldn't want to do anything like that on our anniversary though right?" She agreed not.
But I'm secretly hoping that either Friday or Saturday night, after a few drinks, she'll suggest we go and find a guy to pull. We did try it once before, but found ourselves in a gay club full of people with their own little groups and felt too much on the outside.
D's always like to idea of seeing me with a guy - at least as a fantasy, I guess if she were that keen we'd have made it happen by now! But the idea of watching me kiss and have my cock sucked by a guy does turn her on. Though I'd prefer to be the one sucking, I'd do it whichever way round she wanted!
So we'll see what happens. Maybe nothing? At the very least I'm packing her favourite rabbit vibe in our bag, the last few times that she's used it she's orgasmed a few times in a row then said "it feels like that could go on forever but I'm worried that I'll explode!" It sounded like the toy hits her G spot and she's describing the buildup to her ejaculating - something she's never done but I'd absolutely love her to achieve.
My ex wife used to squirt... only on those nights when we used to do drink and drugs (don't judge me!) and she used to get super horny. I used to make her cum over and over with toys and fingers, either watching her squirt all over herself (reaching several feet) or even better taking a face/mouthful directly. It was the greatest aphrodisiac ever, a slick oily liquid that tasted of pussy. For anyone who doesn't think female ejaculation is a real thing I can assure you that it is. One night I asked her to pee on me just to prove to myself that that wasn't what was happening - and it was indeed totally different.
The squirting is the one and only thing I miss about my ex. I love sex with D, but if she ejaculated too it'd be the icing on the cake.
So I'm going to try to convince her that she should try "exploding", and will do whatever I can to help make it happen - though it sounds like her vibe will be all that's required.
Who knows, if I'm lucky I'll be tasting both genders' cum this weekend. Wish me luck!
Thursday, 3 November 2016
Tuesday, 1 November 2016
Body hair
I like smooth bodies. Sorry to any bears out there but it's just my preference - male or female, I like a complete lack of body hair. Ok so underarm and legs on guys I can manage, but the rest....
Public hair is so... unclean? It just traps fluids and gets all matted. A brazillian strip is fine - man or woman; infact that's how I've trimmed myself for over 10 years now. Totally shaved doesn't really look right on a guy, but is definitely my preference on a woman - it makes oral such a lovely experience. D tells me she much prefers my strip to baldness, she likes something to provide some clit friction when we fuck.
And hair on the rear, when you're doing anal play it gets all matted there too and looks bad. Feels bad too, if you've got a lot around your orifice - getting hairs pulled in when your favourite cock/toy slides inside you is nasty! Despite shaving my front for years (all the way up to my neck), I very rarely shave behind. It itches too damn much for the first few days afterwards!
But damn it feels good. I used to do it regularly when I was single years ago, back when my bum was getting pretty regular cock. Hah, infact today or tomorrow is exactly 10 years since I last had gay sex. Sure D and I play with strap ons and I have my dildos/plugs too - but nothing's quite like having a real cock inside you. And when your rear's all smooth it feels so much... slicker? Just great.
Anyway, I did shave the night before last. No particular reason, just wanted to feel it again. And it am feeling it today! I'm not sure which is worse - the 10 year itch from the absence of cock in my life, or the stubble itch! :)
Public hair is so... unclean? It just traps fluids and gets all matted. A brazillian strip is fine - man or woman; infact that's how I've trimmed myself for over 10 years now. Totally shaved doesn't really look right on a guy, but is definitely my preference on a woman - it makes oral such a lovely experience. D tells me she much prefers my strip to baldness, she likes something to provide some clit friction when we fuck.
And hair on the rear, when you're doing anal play it gets all matted there too and looks bad. Feels bad too, if you've got a lot around your orifice - getting hairs pulled in when your favourite cock/toy slides inside you is nasty! Despite shaving my front for years (all the way up to my neck), I very rarely shave behind. It itches too damn much for the first few days afterwards!
But damn it feels good. I used to do it regularly when I was single years ago, back when my bum was getting pretty regular cock. Hah, infact today or tomorrow is exactly 10 years since I last had gay sex. Sure D and I play with strap ons and I have my dildos/plugs too - but nothing's quite like having a real cock inside you. And when your rear's all smooth it feels so much... slicker? Just great.
Anyway, I did shave the night before last. No particular reason, just wanted to feel it again. And it am feeling it today! I'm not sure which is worse - the 10 year itch from the absence of cock in my life, or the stubble itch! :)
Thursday, 27 October 2016
Trying not to smoke - an interesting interlude
I'm trying to be a non smoker. But occasionally at lunchtime in work I duck out to the nearest shop and buy a pack of 10. No will power!
It's only a short drive along a country road, sometimes I'll stop at a lay-by that's en route and smoke 2 or 3 over a quarter of an hour or so - mostly to not be seen smoking at work.
Away today I pulled in and another car was also parked facing mine. The lay-by has a section of trees sep erasing it from the road so it's a bit secluded if you park in the middle. The other car was maybe 40-50 feet from mine and the male driver was apparently hugging the female passenger. I thought no more of it and lit a cigarette, started reading blogger on my phone.
When I looked up I realised they weren't just hugging, there was some serious making-out going on. So over the next few minutes every time I looked up they were still going for it. Good for them! Again I ignored them. A few minutes later their engine starts, they drive forwards past me, and then stop about 20 feet from me and 20 feet from the entrance/exit of the lay-by, facing toward the oncoming traffic that occasionally comes down the road.
Odd. Maybe they thought I was watching.
My car has a tinted rear screen and the position of the sun meant that in my rear view mirror I could see their silhouettes moving behind the silhouette of their car seats. Presumably they couldn't see me at all.
Clearly more kissing, then her head appears to go into his lap (from the movement of her head and upper body that I could see).
Surely not? Parked where they were at the entrance to the lay-by they were in full view of the road. I guess a passing car would just see the guy but a truck driver with his higher ride hight would see it all!
Thought I must be imagining it. I'm on my 4th cigarette by now, watching in the mirror. She sits up and suddenly she climbs over from passenger to drivers seat, her long hair silhouette thrown back as she's obviously straddling him with her shoulders slightly hunched. Seriously!?
She starts to rise and fall and the whole care starts to rock, she hunches down while she's doing it, probably to kiss him. I'm getting an erection sat in my car.
This goes on for a few minutes. Cars are passing on the road, there's no way people aren't seeing this.
She climbs off him, her shadow moving back to the passenger seat, but she's now pressed up against the door on her side raised up, her head pressing against the roof of the car. The shadow of his upper body drops down into the passenger seat. I keep thinking that she's looking in my direction but can't tell.
At this point a big truck pulls into the lay-by at their end and passes them and then me. I tried to see if I could see the driver, read his expression and see if he saw them - but I couldn't.
It was getting late, my 10 minute stop had turned into 30, so I started my engine and drove away to the other end of the lay-by which I was facing. I did a U turn to drive back up the road past them by which point I could clearly see her sat passenger side and him leaning right over as they were back to making out. I wondered how much of her pussy she could taste as I drove back to another dull afternoon at work.
It's only a short drive along a country road, sometimes I'll stop at a lay-by that's en route and smoke 2 or 3 over a quarter of an hour or so - mostly to not be seen smoking at work.
Away today I pulled in and another car was also parked facing mine. The lay-by has a section of trees sep erasing it from the road so it's a bit secluded if you park in the middle. The other car was maybe 40-50 feet from mine and the male driver was apparently hugging the female passenger. I thought no more of it and lit a cigarette, started reading blogger on my phone.
When I looked up I realised they weren't just hugging, there was some serious making-out going on. So over the next few minutes every time I looked up they were still going for it. Good for them! Again I ignored them. A few minutes later their engine starts, they drive forwards past me, and then stop about 20 feet from me and 20 feet from the entrance/exit of the lay-by, facing toward the oncoming traffic that occasionally comes down the road.
Odd. Maybe they thought I was watching.
My car has a tinted rear screen and the position of the sun meant that in my rear view mirror I could see their silhouettes moving behind the silhouette of their car seats. Presumably they couldn't see me at all.
Clearly more kissing, then her head appears to go into his lap (from the movement of her head and upper body that I could see).
Surely not? Parked where they were at the entrance to the lay-by they were in full view of the road. I guess a passing car would just see the guy but a truck driver with his higher ride hight would see it all!
Thought I must be imagining it. I'm on my 4th cigarette by now, watching in the mirror. She sits up and suddenly she climbs over from passenger to drivers seat, her long hair silhouette thrown back as she's obviously straddling him with her shoulders slightly hunched. Seriously!?
She starts to rise and fall and the whole care starts to rock, she hunches down while she's doing it, probably to kiss him. I'm getting an erection sat in my car.
This goes on for a few minutes. Cars are passing on the road, there's no way people aren't seeing this.
She climbs off him, her shadow moving back to the passenger seat, but she's now pressed up against the door on her side raised up, her head pressing against the roof of the car. The shadow of his upper body drops down into the passenger seat. I keep thinking that she's looking in my direction but can't tell.
At this point a big truck pulls into the lay-by at their end and passes them and then me. I tried to see if I could see the driver, read his expression and see if he saw them - but I couldn't.
It was getting late, my 10 minute stop had turned into 30, so I started my engine and drove away to the other end of the lay-by which I was facing. I did a U turn to drive back up the road past them by which point I could clearly see her sat passenger side and him leaning right over as they were back to making out. I wondered how much of her pussy she could taste as I drove back to another dull afternoon at work.
Monday, 24 October 2016
Random HIV test
Ok so not exactly 'random'.
I've written before about the time D and I went to a swingers club and ended up playing with a guy. This was 18 months ago.
D lay on the bed almost naked (with just a basque pulled down to her waist) with me and another guy (let's call him Z) laying either side of her full clothed. He was mid thirties and on the other side of the bed was the woman he'd arrived with who was mid 40's. She was with another woman who she'd just met and they were both naked from the waist down.
We three had gatecrashed their room looking for some privacy, they'd been having sex for the last hour and agreed to let us share the room since they were taking a break. While we got through that awkward period before someone gets naked Z asked his partner how she was doing. "She made me squirt!" was the reply, and he quickly made his own attempt to achieve the same, giving her a very hard, deep and rapid fingering while she sat there with legs parted.
It made me harder as I watched. D was sat next to me watching too. I pulled her basque down a little, exposed her left breast, and leaned down to suck it gently. She lay back onto the bed and Z returned to her other side, slowly touching her through the basque. I pulled it down on his side, inviting him to participate.
We sucked and kissed her breast together for a while - I looked up occasionally to watch; D is very pale skinned and Z was very black... The contrast was beautiful.
I began to rub D's mound, frst through her trousers and then with hand down the front of them. She seemed to be enjoying, so I unbuttoned and unzipped her. She seemed to resist briefly as I tried to pull them down (later telling me that she didn't want them removed), but as I wriggled them down she lifted her bum up from the bed to assist. I pulled them off her and returned to kissing her nipple, while gently massaging her clit.
We kissed a few times and I switched my attention back and forth between kissing, sucking her breast and watching my hand on her pussy. Z's hand was slowly stroking her inner thigh - his black on her pale cream looked amaxing and without a second thought my hand left D's pussy and landed on top of his, gently lifting it and placing in onto her.
The next few minutes were among the horniest of my life. I watched this complete stranger rub my darling wife's pussy, then gently finger her, and finally give her the same rapid fingering that I'd watched him perform on his partner. Hard-and-fast wasn't usually D's thing, but it was really working for her now - she started to moan, short little breathy moans with each thrust of his fingers. I watched her face and the penetration - back and forth - her eyes closed and she lay there but eventually opened and looked up at me. The look on her face drove me wild.... "You know that look on your wife's face when a total stranger is fingering her and she's close to orgasm?" Yeah I suppose not many people would get that reference!
But I loved it. She had that blissed out look on her face, I was convinced she was cumming (though she later said she hadn't cum at all, just really enjoyed it) and it drove me wild. Another man making D cum? Fuck, I wanted to see that.
Her eyes drifted towards Z and again without thinking I whispered in her ear "You can kiss him if you like"
I lay there and watched, now just an observer as they snogged. The fingering picked up pace even more, his fingers in her pussy and now his tongue in her mouth. Again the black on pale white contrast looked amazing.... I wanted to see him naked alongside her. Ontop of her. Wanted to see his black cock pushing in between her pale thighs. I also wanted for my tongue to join theirs for a three way kiss - but we'd already established that he was straight so that wasn't on the cards.
But at that point I was dying for her to look at me and between moans breath "Can I fuck him?" I would have agreed in a heartbeat. But instead he started to move down her body, like he was going to go down on her and she stopped it. D finds oral very personal and I think we'd found the line for the evening.
And that was the end of our playtime. Well, they snogged again at the end of the evening before we left - I was sorting out a taxi so wasn't around at the time, D was worried that I'd be angry when she told me later but I reassured her it was fine.
So why am I reliving this tale today?
Since that evening over 18 months ago I've had this nagging worry about the tiny risk of HIV infection. Z had given his partner and then D a pretty rough fingering with the same hand which could easily have caused a small tear in both of them. I wasn't even thinking when I placed his hand on her...
I've been telling myself it's negligible risk but it's been bugging me for over a year.
So last week I ordered a free HIV test online from a UK AIDS charity - there's no way that between then and now I wouldn't also be infected so I took the test. A few drops of blood into a vial and back in the post last wednesday; free and anonymous to anyone who ticks the 'MSM' box.
I'd planned on telling D about it over the weekend while waiting for the result, but they turned out to be far more efficient than expected - texting me end of day Friday with the result.
I waited most of the weekend to discuss with D but there wasn't really an opportune moment. We'd discussed the risk we'd taken just after the event but not really since... How do you drop into the conversation "by the way I took an aids test"?
So last night I decided to just come out with it. I wasn't sure if she'd had the same worry all along but it turned out she hadn't - "Did he finger her first then?" She'd forgotten! Though we did talk about it at the time so she had known about it.
Result? All clear :)
I've written before about the time D and I went to a swingers club and ended up playing with a guy. This was 18 months ago.
D lay on the bed almost naked (with just a basque pulled down to her waist) with me and another guy (let's call him Z) laying either side of her full clothed. He was mid thirties and on the other side of the bed was the woman he'd arrived with who was mid 40's. She was with another woman who she'd just met and they were both naked from the waist down.
We three had gatecrashed their room looking for some privacy, they'd been having sex for the last hour and agreed to let us share the room since they were taking a break. While we got through that awkward period before someone gets naked Z asked his partner how she was doing. "She made me squirt!" was the reply, and he quickly made his own attempt to achieve the same, giving her a very hard, deep and rapid fingering while she sat there with legs parted.
It made me harder as I watched. D was sat next to me watching too. I pulled her basque down a little, exposed her left breast, and leaned down to suck it gently. She lay back onto the bed and Z returned to her other side, slowly touching her through the basque. I pulled it down on his side, inviting him to participate.
We sucked and kissed her breast together for a while - I looked up occasionally to watch; D is very pale skinned and Z was very black... The contrast was beautiful.
I began to rub D's mound, frst through her trousers and then with hand down the front of them. She seemed to be enjoying, so I unbuttoned and unzipped her. She seemed to resist briefly as I tried to pull them down (later telling me that she didn't want them removed), but as I wriggled them down she lifted her bum up from the bed to assist. I pulled them off her and returned to kissing her nipple, while gently massaging her clit.
We kissed a few times and I switched my attention back and forth between kissing, sucking her breast and watching my hand on her pussy. Z's hand was slowly stroking her inner thigh - his black on her pale cream looked amaxing and without a second thought my hand left D's pussy and landed on top of his, gently lifting it and placing in onto her.
The next few minutes were among the horniest of my life. I watched this complete stranger rub my darling wife's pussy, then gently finger her, and finally give her the same rapid fingering that I'd watched him perform on his partner. Hard-and-fast wasn't usually D's thing, but it was really working for her now - she started to moan, short little breathy moans with each thrust of his fingers. I watched her face and the penetration - back and forth - her eyes closed and she lay there but eventually opened and looked up at me. The look on her face drove me wild.... "You know that look on your wife's face when a total stranger is fingering her and she's close to orgasm?" Yeah I suppose not many people would get that reference!
But I loved it. She had that blissed out look on her face, I was convinced she was cumming (though she later said she hadn't cum at all, just really enjoyed it) and it drove me wild. Another man making D cum? Fuck, I wanted to see that.
Her eyes drifted towards Z and again without thinking I whispered in her ear "You can kiss him if you like"
I lay there and watched, now just an observer as they snogged. The fingering picked up pace even more, his fingers in her pussy and now his tongue in her mouth. Again the black on pale white contrast looked amazing.... I wanted to see him naked alongside her. Ontop of her. Wanted to see his black cock pushing in between her pale thighs. I also wanted for my tongue to join theirs for a three way kiss - but we'd already established that he was straight so that wasn't on the cards.
But at that point I was dying for her to look at me and between moans breath "Can I fuck him?" I would have agreed in a heartbeat. But instead he started to move down her body, like he was going to go down on her and she stopped it. D finds oral very personal and I think we'd found the line for the evening.
And that was the end of our playtime. Well, they snogged again at the end of the evening before we left - I was sorting out a taxi so wasn't around at the time, D was worried that I'd be angry when she told me later but I reassured her it was fine.
So why am I reliving this tale today?
Since that evening over 18 months ago I've had this nagging worry about the tiny risk of HIV infection. Z had given his partner and then D a pretty rough fingering with the same hand which could easily have caused a small tear in both of them. I wasn't even thinking when I placed his hand on her...
I've been telling myself it's negligible risk but it's been bugging me for over a year.
So last week I ordered a free HIV test online from a UK AIDS charity - there's no way that between then and now I wouldn't also be infected so I took the test. A few drops of blood into a vial and back in the post last wednesday; free and anonymous to anyone who ticks the 'MSM' box.
I'd planned on telling D about it over the weekend while waiting for the result, but they turned out to be far more efficient than expected - texting me end of day Friday with the result.
I waited most of the weekend to discuss with D but there wasn't really an opportune moment. We'd discussed the risk we'd taken just after the event but not really since... How do you drop into the conversation "by the way I took an aids test"?
So last night I decided to just come out with it. I wasn't sure if she'd had the same worry all along but it turned out she hadn't - "Did he finger her first then?" She'd forgotten! Though we did talk about it at the time so she had known about it.
Result? All clear :)
Monday, 3 October 2016
Cuckolding
I've become a little fascinated with the whole idea of cuckolding.
It's definitely not for me, but I do understand the attraction... at least up to a point.
The idea of going out to a club or wherever with D, her picking a guy, flirting with him, telling me that he's coming home with us and then getting fucked senseless by him in front of me is quite a turn on. Probably because I do like to be dominated a little, and because it's something that would be so out of character for her (her self confidence is nowhere near that high).
That said, I'd have a hard time resisting the urge to join in - most cuck guys are straight it seems, but I'd want my share of the cock too! I guess this means I'd love the above scenario except she's picked a guy for us both to share.
There's more to cuckolding than just watching your partner with someone else though - it seems for many there's an aspect of being humiliated by it that turns them on, and that's where my understanding stops. Ok, probably not true: I understand their arousal and it's a situation that might work as a fantasy situation for me as a one off... being told his cock's bigger than mine, he makes her cum so quickly, etc. Could be quite exciting.
But a regular thing? A way of life? I'm positive it'd make me feel awful to be constantly degraded.
I subscribe to a blog on here by a "sissy cuck" who's private life is composed entirely of dressing in sexy girly clothes, doing his wife's bidding and being locked up in a chastity device - being denied pleasure. The first part I completely get - I love cross dressing and being dominated. I'm not sure I could do it full (private) time but maybe. But the chastity part? There's no way I could deny my own pleasure so that just seems totally alien to me. I'm not judging or anything, whatever works for consenting adults is fine with me. I just don't get it!
I guess the pleasure that the sissy gets from everything else trumps the physical side - and I think that's fundamentally what I don't get. The pleasure that I get from my genitals (I've just realised that I now include my rear as part of my gentials!) overides anything psychological and I can't understand any deviation from that.
I subscribe to another blog, someone who shares his wife with his friends. A "hotwife". There's no degradation involved - she has sex with other guys and sends him pictures during the act, tells him all about it afterwards (usually when they're having sex together). He actually arranged her first encounter without her knowledge, conspiring with his friend to engineer the situation, but she was happy to participate and now has a few other guys.
That's a situation I can totally understand, though again I think my bi-ness would want me to be involved in the act. Not jealously, just physically wanting to share the guy with her because I like guys too. Though I do wonder about jealousy... We invited a guy to join us on the bed during the one trip to a swingers club that we've had and they kissed while he fingered her. I felt a bit weird about the whole thing the following week but got past it (it was a mix of arousal and jealousy throughout and finally the arousal battered the jealousy into submission!)
I'm now genuinely sure I wouldn't feel bad if she did more with someone. And obviously very turned on by the idea :)
It's definitely not for me, but I do understand the attraction... at least up to a point.
The idea of going out to a club or wherever with D, her picking a guy, flirting with him, telling me that he's coming home with us and then getting fucked senseless by him in front of me is quite a turn on. Probably because I do like to be dominated a little, and because it's something that would be so out of character for her (her self confidence is nowhere near that high).
That said, I'd have a hard time resisting the urge to join in - most cuck guys are straight it seems, but I'd want my share of the cock too! I guess this means I'd love the above scenario except she's picked a guy for us both to share.
There's more to cuckolding than just watching your partner with someone else though - it seems for many there's an aspect of being humiliated by it that turns them on, and that's where my understanding stops. Ok, probably not true: I understand their arousal and it's a situation that might work as a fantasy situation for me as a one off... being told his cock's bigger than mine, he makes her cum so quickly, etc. Could be quite exciting.
But a regular thing? A way of life? I'm positive it'd make me feel awful to be constantly degraded.
I subscribe to a blog on here by a "sissy cuck" who's private life is composed entirely of dressing in sexy girly clothes, doing his wife's bidding and being locked up in a chastity device - being denied pleasure. The first part I completely get - I love cross dressing and being dominated. I'm not sure I could do it full (private) time but maybe. But the chastity part? There's no way I could deny my own pleasure so that just seems totally alien to me. I'm not judging or anything, whatever works for consenting adults is fine with me. I just don't get it!
I guess the pleasure that the sissy gets from everything else trumps the physical side - and I think that's fundamentally what I don't get. The pleasure that I get from my genitals (I've just realised that I now include my rear as part of my gentials!) overides anything psychological and I can't understand any deviation from that.
I subscribe to another blog, someone who shares his wife with his friends. A "hotwife". There's no degradation involved - she has sex with other guys and sends him pictures during the act, tells him all about it afterwards (usually when they're having sex together). He actually arranged her first encounter without her knowledge, conspiring with his friend to engineer the situation, but she was happy to participate and now has a few other guys.
That's a situation I can totally understand, though again I think my bi-ness would want me to be involved in the act. Not jealously, just physically wanting to share the guy with her because I like guys too. Though I do wonder about jealousy... We invited a guy to join us on the bed during the one trip to a swingers club that we've had and they kissed while he fingered her. I felt a bit weird about the whole thing the following week but got past it (it was a mix of arousal and jealousy throughout and finally the arousal battered the jealousy into submission!)
I'm now genuinely sure I wouldn't feel bad if she did more with someone. And obviously very turned on by the idea :)
Monday, 26 September 2016
Horny dreams again
I woke to the sound of my youngest needing attention again, but it was with a big smile on my face.
I'd been mid-dream and remembered most of it for a change.
Not entirely sure how it began but found myself in an anonymous bedroom. On the bed lay D, on her back with legs spread wide. Between them lay a lovely slim male body, short brown hair and pert bum. I later recognised him as a guy we'd been discussing on Sat day night when we had a rare evening out at a comedy club. Personality-wise he wasn't either of our types, but D summarised him as "the closest to our joint profile" that we'd seen. I was quite pleased that she's thinking in those terms these days!
Anyway, the dream. His hips were moving and they were kissing which was muffling the moans she was making. She was clearly cumming and it drove me wild to watch. If/when we finally do this for real I'd love to video the first time that I see her orgasm with another guy.
So I'm sat alongside them, can't see their point of penetration due to their position but mentally picture his cock rubbing her clit in that way that brings her off. I start to stroke the cheeks of his ass then half-lay alongside, my mouth joining theirs for a three way kiss.
He raises his torso up on his arms and I crained my neck a little - the gap between their bodies allowed me to look down D's curvy body, past her breasts which were jiggling a little with their movement, down her belly to her smooth shaven mound. At this angle I couldn't see her pussy per-se, but could see his cock as it withdrew from her and then plowed back in. No condom, I licked my lips with anticipation and right on cue he started to cum.
He pushed deep and groaned a little, lowering himself once more onto her and kissed her again. It only lasted a second though, as he raised his head back up and brought it down to my face. And then we snogged while he pumped the last of his cum into my wife. I ached with lust.
Then without anyone saying a word he rolled off her to the other side of the bed and she began rubbing her clit in slow circular motions. I moved, stood first and went to the bottom of the bed, climbed onto all fours first then hunkered down onto my elbows while still on my knees with bum in the air. I kissed her inner thigh, ran my tounge up her leg and shuffled forward up the bed a little.
I could smell his boy-cum mixed with her girl-cum just inches from my face but didn't look immediately. But when I did.... It was beautiful. Her glistening pink lips were parted and a dollop of white was dribbling from her little hole. I couldn't hold back any longer. I ran my tounge from bottom to top (almost literally), lapping up that first drizzle of cum. It tasted like honey (hey, it was a dream!) and D did that thing with her muscles, pushing the juice out of her in slow waves which I first lapped at but then clamped my mouth over her slit as she disgorged their combined fluid into my mouth.
At the same time, in an unrealistic feat of repeat performance, he was hard again - I felt he kneeling behind me and his solid cock resting in the crack of my bum. All slippery and ready, lubed with their cum, he expertly found my opening and I took him inside me with ease.
He started slow but quickly increased the pace until he was fucking me hard. I felt D's fingers attending to her clit under my nose as I continued to lick her. She started to cum while she watched this guy bareback fucking her husband...
...and then I woke up.
Back in the real world - bareback sex? Maybe one day when we know someone well enough, but if/when we do this it'll be safe sex only at least for a very long time. And the guy -he *had* been quite cute, though was a friend of the friend we were out with so would definitely have been too close to home. Though now that we've identified "our type"... we need to find one who's bi and invite him to join us! How hard can that be? :)
I'd been mid-dream and remembered most of it for a change.
Not entirely sure how it began but found myself in an anonymous bedroom. On the bed lay D, on her back with legs spread wide. Between them lay a lovely slim male body, short brown hair and pert bum. I later recognised him as a guy we'd been discussing on Sat day night when we had a rare evening out at a comedy club. Personality-wise he wasn't either of our types, but D summarised him as "the closest to our joint profile" that we'd seen. I was quite pleased that she's thinking in those terms these days!
Anyway, the dream. His hips were moving and they were kissing which was muffling the moans she was making. She was clearly cumming and it drove me wild to watch. If/when we finally do this for real I'd love to video the first time that I see her orgasm with another guy.
So I'm sat alongside them, can't see their point of penetration due to their position but mentally picture his cock rubbing her clit in that way that brings her off. I start to stroke the cheeks of his ass then half-lay alongside, my mouth joining theirs for a three way kiss.
He raises his torso up on his arms and I crained my neck a little - the gap between their bodies allowed me to look down D's curvy body, past her breasts which were jiggling a little with their movement, down her belly to her smooth shaven mound. At this angle I couldn't see her pussy per-se, but could see his cock as it withdrew from her and then plowed back in. No condom, I licked my lips with anticipation and right on cue he started to cum.
He pushed deep and groaned a little, lowering himself once more onto her and kissed her again. It only lasted a second though, as he raised his head back up and brought it down to my face. And then we snogged while he pumped the last of his cum into my wife. I ached with lust.
Then without anyone saying a word he rolled off her to the other side of the bed and she began rubbing her clit in slow circular motions. I moved, stood first and went to the bottom of the bed, climbed onto all fours first then hunkered down onto my elbows while still on my knees with bum in the air. I kissed her inner thigh, ran my tounge up her leg and shuffled forward up the bed a little.
I could smell his boy-cum mixed with her girl-cum just inches from my face but didn't look immediately. But when I did.... It was beautiful. Her glistening pink lips were parted and a dollop of white was dribbling from her little hole. I couldn't hold back any longer. I ran my tounge from bottom to top (almost literally), lapping up that first drizzle of cum. It tasted like honey (hey, it was a dream!) and D did that thing with her muscles, pushing the juice out of her in slow waves which I first lapped at but then clamped my mouth over her slit as she disgorged their combined fluid into my mouth.
At the same time, in an unrealistic feat of repeat performance, he was hard again - I felt he kneeling behind me and his solid cock resting in the crack of my bum. All slippery and ready, lubed with their cum, he expertly found my opening and I took him inside me with ease.
He started slow but quickly increased the pace until he was fucking me hard. I felt D's fingers attending to her clit under my nose as I continued to lick her. She started to cum while she watched this guy bareback fucking her husband...
...and then I woke up.
Back in the real world - bareback sex? Maybe one day when we know someone well enough, but if/when we do this it'll be safe sex only at least for a very long time. And the guy -he *had* been quite cute, though was a friend of the friend we were out with so would definitely have been too close to home. Though now that we've identified "our type"... we need to find one who's bi and invite him to join us! How hard can that be? :)
Monday, 19 September 2016
What does 'bisexual' mean anyway?
I've pondered on this a lot over the years.
Am I bisexual? I identify as such - I like having sex with men and women after all - but is that all there is to it?
I almost never look at a guy on the street and think "he's hot", but do maybe several times a day with women. But then seeing naked or scantily clad bodies, like the swimming at this year's Olympics, I'm equally drawn.
Does this just mean that men's clothing is simply far less flattering than women's? But it's not just the clothed/naked body - I'll often see a girl and think she's facially very pretty, but far less often with guys (almost never).
Yes, I know about the Kinsey scale and people will lean more one way than the other, but I've always felt that my attraction to men is completely physical - body physical, not facially or emotionally. Would I be incapable of having an emotional relationship with a guy? I've had an almost equal number of male partners to female and only once I ever even entertained the idea of a boyfriend. That was one guy who I fucked (actually he fucked me) a few times over a weekend while I was single after my divorce. We'd met online, he came round to my place a few times, said he was bi and recently split with his GF - but after the weekend he messaged me and said he was back with his ex and it'd all been a silly mistake. I surprised myself by the Sunday that I was imagining scenarios where I was introducing him to friends etc. But that was the only time I ever considered a male partner. Is it because the majority of my male sexual encounters were literal one night stands who I never saw again?
I don't think I'd have an issue socially with having a male partner, anyone who had a problem with it I simply would have disconnected from (neither of my parents are still alive; I don't know what my dad's opinion would have been but my mum outright told me that she wouldn't care at all if I was gay). Infact I came out to all of my close friends in the months after splitting from my ex, partly because I was anticipating the possibility of a boyfriend and wanted to avoid surprises if I turned up to a party etc with a guy in tow.
But then there's the question of gender identity. As I've mentioned before, I do enjoy wearing girlie clothes and feeling feminine. I don't want a sex change or to live as a woman (though have regular dreams about being one) but I do recognise that a part of my bi side relates to my desire to be treated like a woman. Being picked up at a gay club and taken home to be fucked by a more dominant guy is probably the best memory I have from my period of singleness after my ex wife. Do I lust for the male anatomy just to satisfy my female side?
I've read about the Kinsey Scale, the Klein Orientation grid and Parks' Purple/Red Scale of Attraction. Bejamin's scale attempts to address trans sexuality, but there doesn't seem to be a complete, unifying scale/system/whatever to clasify my feelings. I'm a (I think) bisexual man who leans more towards women, but with a guy I want to *be* the female side of the equation rather than just a man having sex with a man. The crossdressing just adds to that - makes me feel more feminine - but male sex for me is about being passive, a little dominated.
So the next question is: does it matter? Whether I'm bi or just a pretty much straight guy who likes the male body (in particular the cock) - does it matter?
To a certain extent yes, to me it does. After my teens and wrestling with my feelings about guys, finally accepting (and then feeling comfortable) with the label "bi", and then in recent years wondering if there's even more to it that that? I guess it's that part of me that wants to know "where I belong", to not feel like I'm on my own. Sure there are trans folk, gay folk, bi... I've just never met anyone "just like me". I'd love to - and not just for sex!
Am I bisexual? I identify as such - I like having sex with men and women after all - but is that all there is to it?
I almost never look at a guy on the street and think "he's hot", but do maybe several times a day with women. But then seeing naked or scantily clad bodies, like the swimming at this year's Olympics, I'm equally drawn.
Does this just mean that men's clothing is simply far less flattering than women's? But it's not just the clothed/naked body - I'll often see a girl and think she's facially very pretty, but far less often with guys (almost never).
Yes, I know about the Kinsey scale and people will lean more one way than the other, but I've always felt that my attraction to men is completely physical - body physical, not facially or emotionally. Would I be incapable of having an emotional relationship with a guy? I've had an almost equal number of male partners to female and only once I ever even entertained the idea of a boyfriend. That was one guy who I fucked (actually he fucked me) a few times over a weekend while I was single after my divorce. We'd met online, he came round to my place a few times, said he was bi and recently split with his GF - but after the weekend he messaged me and said he was back with his ex and it'd all been a silly mistake. I surprised myself by the Sunday that I was imagining scenarios where I was introducing him to friends etc. But that was the only time I ever considered a male partner. Is it because the majority of my male sexual encounters were literal one night stands who I never saw again?
I don't think I'd have an issue socially with having a male partner, anyone who had a problem with it I simply would have disconnected from (neither of my parents are still alive; I don't know what my dad's opinion would have been but my mum outright told me that she wouldn't care at all if I was gay). Infact I came out to all of my close friends in the months after splitting from my ex, partly because I was anticipating the possibility of a boyfriend and wanted to avoid surprises if I turned up to a party etc with a guy in tow.
But then there's the question of gender identity. As I've mentioned before, I do enjoy wearing girlie clothes and feeling feminine. I don't want a sex change or to live as a woman (though have regular dreams about being one) but I do recognise that a part of my bi side relates to my desire to be treated like a woman. Being picked up at a gay club and taken home to be fucked by a more dominant guy is probably the best memory I have from my period of singleness after my ex wife. Do I lust for the male anatomy just to satisfy my female side?
I've read about the Kinsey Scale, the Klein Orientation grid and Parks' Purple/Red Scale of Attraction. Bejamin's scale attempts to address trans sexuality, but there doesn't seem to be a complete, unifying scale/system/whatever to clasify my feelings. I'm a (I think) bisexual man who leans more towards women, but with a guy I want to *be* the female side of the equation rather than just a man having sex with a man. The crossdressing just adds to that - makes me feel more feminine - but male sex for me is about being passive, a little dominated.
So the next question is: does it matter? Whether I'm bi or just a pretty much straight guy who likes the male body (in particular the cock) - does it matter?
To a certain extent yes, to me it does. After my teens and wrestling with my feelings about guys, finally accepting (and then feeling comfortable) with the label "bi", and then in recent years wondering if there's even more to it that that? I guess it's that part of me that wants to know "where I belong", to not feel like I'm on my own. Sure there are trans folk, gay folk, bi... I've just never met anyone "just like me". I'd love to - and not just for sex!
Thursday, 8 September 2016
Naked Attraction
There's a TV show in the UK at the moment called Naked Attraction. It's like a blind-date show but the gimmick is that the "contestants" are behind screens in booths and are slowly revealed to the person choosing, with each round one contestant being removed. And they're totally naked.
Feet, upto the waist (including what's between their legs - nothing hidden), upto the neck, then the face and finally we get to hear them speak. Each round someone is removed and finally there's 2 left - at which point the chooser gets naked and finally picks one after hearing what the two think of them. Non-UK folks might be surprised to hear it's on one of our 4 mainstream channels!
D and I have been watching it from the start. I've loved being able to enjoy the view of both genders. And D... after the initial "none of them have a pussy like mine!" she's really gotten into it, and has apparently also been enjoying both genders too. Last week while talking to someone she knows who's questioning their own sexuality at the moment, she said that after watching the show - and really *looking* at other women for the first time - she thinks that women's bodies are more attractive than men's.
I felt an instant stirring in my pants when I heard that! It'd be a litterally dream come true if she discovered that she was bisexual like me. She's been "curious" for a while but never done anything about it. Maybe the time is approaching!
We have a few people coming round Friday night, among whom are my friend who's a lesbian and her wife (let's call her P). Ever since first meeting P D has said she finds her attractive - but I'm 99% sure my friend wouldn't be up for letting her wife get it on with mine (and it's definitely too close to home!). But I'm positive that after everyone's gone home and we get to bed the subject of P will come up while we're getting intimate. I'm willing to bet that D'll bring it up.
So I'm considering a role reversal. In all our swinging discussion we started with the idea of finding a guy for me, and that led to meeting a couple (where she may or may not try girl-on-girl). So why not go the other way: leave me out of it for once and setup a profile for her on a lesbian site? She's always said she'd be very picky; it'd have to be someone she found very attractive if she ever played with another girl. So why not let her find someone she likes and... well, see if she likes it? I wouldn't even insist on being present (though that would be amazing!).
The ideal outcome would be she meets someone and they go to bed, she realises she's bi and wants more, then the world of bisexual couple swinging is wide open to us. I guess the flipside is she could decide she's actually gay and then we're over. But I'm genuinely thinking it'd be worth that risk.
Feet, upto the waist (including what's between their legs - nothing hidden), upto the neck, then the face and finally we get to hear them speak. Each round someone is removed and finally there's 2 left - at which point the chooser gets naked and finally picks one after hearing what the two think of them. Non-UK folks might be surprised to hear it's on one of our 4 mainstream channels!
D and I have been watching it from the start. I've loved being able to enjoy the view of both genders. And D... after the initial "none of them have a pussy like mine!" she's really gotten into it, and has apparently also been enjoying both genders too. Last week while talking to someone she knows who's questioning their own sexuality at the moment, she said that after watching the show - and really *looking* at other women for the first time - she thinks that women's bodies are more attractive than men's.
I felt an instant stirring in my pants when I heard that! It'd be a litterally dream come true if she discovered that she was bisexual like me. She's been "curious" for a while but never done anything about it. Maybe the time is approaching!
We have a few people coming round Friday night, among whom are my friend who's a lesbian and her wife (let's call her P). Ever since first meeting P D has said she finds her attractive - but I'm 99% sure my friend wouldn't be up for letting her wife get it on with mine (and it's definitely too close to home!). But I'm positive that after everyone's gone home and we get to bed the subject of P will come up while we're getting intimate. I'm willing to bet that D'll bring it up.
So I'm considering a role reversal. In all our swinging discussion we started with the idea of finding a guy for me, and that led to meeting a couple (where she may or may not try girl-on-girl). So why not go the other way: leave me out of it for once and setup a profile for her on a lesbian site? She's always said she'd be very picky; it'd have to be someone she found very attractive if she ever played with another girl. So why not let her find someone she likes and... well, see if she likes it? I wouldn't even insist on being present (though that would be amazing!).
The ideal outcome would be she meets someone and they go to bed, she realises she's bi and wants more, then the world of bisexual couple swinging is wide open to us. I guess the flipside is she could decide she's actually gay and then we're over. But I'm genuinely thinking it'd be worth that risk.
Wednesday, 7 September 2016
Vodka and lube
I got the faintest little grin from the woman at the checkout of my local supermarket when I bought vodka and lube on my way home from work on Wednesday.
I was getting ready for my 2 nights home alone with new clothes to try out and feeling a little excited! Though unfortunately it got cut short and I only had the one night to myself which I didn't find out til Thursday morning, so this is the only picture I took (thinking "I'll get photos tomorrow")
I'm usually a beer drinker, but I have the best solo-sex when I'm quite drunk and full of energy - so vodka and coke was the order of the night!
My new clothing was waiting for me when I got home but I had some food and a bath before trying them on, shaving from the face down to my knees.
The bra-top was exactly as I'd hoped and fitted perfectly (size 14 and stretchy so there was no "lack of boobs" problem). The micro-skirt was a little shorter than expected but still felt lovely to wear... my favourite brand of "tall girl" holdup stockings ran all the way to the top of my thighs and looked great with it.
I love walking around the house when I'm dressed up. I toyed with the idea of makeup but decided against. I wore my wig for a while (short brunette bob cut) and spent some time posing in the mirror. The clothes (as always) just felt so natural on me... I love seeing myself dressed up. I'd love to spend the evening with a guy dressed identically to me - stockings on stockings feels so good! And the skirt was so short that I wouldn't even need to hike it up; either on my back or all fours it'd be perfect for letting a guy fuck me.
But I also bought another new item which I was keen to try so I stripped off and got changed. This photo's from the website I bought it from:
But it did feel amazing to wear, and I spent the rest of the night in it. Infact, after an evening of porn (mostly bi MMF) and some time on a gay chat site I finally went to bed wearing it and woke still feeling very horny. Still quite lubed from the evening's fun I quickly grabbed my favourite toy and suction-cupped it to a small plastic storage box that lives in the bedroom and raised my legs, placed it in front of my rear, then hooked my legs over the box so my heels could push back against it.
I was still half asleep so it was easy to fantasise that a real cock was slowly penetrating me as I impaled myself on it then slowly began to rock myself against it...
No bum orgasm but it felt good, particularly in my new clothes, and eventually I came the traditional way - though with barely a touch to my cock.
I can't wait to wear it again!
Wednesday, 31 August 2016
Counting down to alone time
Lacey bra top and tiny micro skirt arrived in the post! Haven't had chance to try them on yet, had to go to work.
I've got two nights to myself home alone from tonight. I usually like to spend the time dressing up on these rare nights to myself as I've mentioned before... usually ending with a ride on my favourite toy.
The temptation is always there to go online and find a real cock to play with.....but I'd never do that to D. We've discussed my bi-ness and she's willing for me to have sex with a guy, but only with her watching - and only on her timescale. Which admittedly has been a couple of years now, but I'm happy to wait til the right time... to "do it right".
I have, though, occasionally gone onto chat sites and cyber-sexed with a guy. Not for a long time though and never while dressed up. Right now I'm getting really turned on by the idea of dressing right up with some basic makeup too and finding a guy to cam with. I'm thinking it'll probably happen this tonight, but my one worry is that I'll end up so drunk and horny that I'll want to meet up with him afterwards!
I might take some pics to post here if I'm feeling brave!
I've got two nights to myself home alone from tonight. I usually like to spend the time dressing up on these rare nights to myself as I've mentioned before... usually ending with a ride on my favourite toy.
The temptation is always there to go online and find a real cock to play with.....but I'd never do that to D. We've discussed my bi-ness and she's willing for me to have sex with a guy, but only with her watching - and only on her timescale. Which admittedly has been a couple of years now, but I'm happy to wait til the right time... to "do it right".
I have, though, occasionally gone onto chat sites and cyber-sexed with a guy. Not for a long time though and never while dressed up. Right now I'm getting really turned on by the idea of dressing right up with some basic makeup too and finding a guy to cam with. I'm thinking it'll probably happen this tonight, but my one worry is that I'll end up so drunk and horny that I'll want to meet up with him afterwards!
I might take some pics to post here if I'm feeling brave!
Tuesday, 30 August 2016
My sexual bucket list
With half an hour to spare while at work, in present my bucket list! In no particular order:
Bareback anal - to completion
I've received anal from a guy a few times, always with a condom and mostly withdrawn before the end so they could cum on me. Which is actually a lovely feeling, but I can't help craving the feel of him shooting inside me and being all sticky afterwards! To be honest, any and all of the fantasies on this page would be sans-condom, though I can't imagine I'd ever be that reckless.
Sharing D's pussy with another cock
Another bareback fantasy. Both cocks inside her at the same time, he cums before me and I can feel his slick cum lubricating us both before I cum too, ending with me going down on her and lapping up our three way combined juices.
Cross dressing and being seduced
Going to a sex club in full drag. A guy flirts with me all night, both referring to me as a girl only. Buys me drinks, chats me up and then evening ends with me being fucked doggy style; still fully clothed in my skirt, stockings etc with just the skirt hitched up and knickers around my ankles.
Gangbanged
A room full of guys - 10-15 of them - taking turns to fuck my little ass. All cumming inside me, each ejaculation lubing me further until eventually I don't even feel them sliding in and just cum over and over with my special anal orgasms going off as they probe my P spot. Finally my bum is awash with spunk and I spend the next week being reminded of what happened every time I walk!
Watching D have sex with another guy
"Cuckold" is a funny word and seems to have all sorts of connotations in the "sex scene". I don't want to be humiliated or derided, "cheated on" or anything. But the idea of watching a guy on top of D, his cock pumping into her while they snog and her cumming loudly... and ideally him then repeating the act with me while she watched! A massive turn on.
Waking up tomorrow as a woman
A bit of an odd one - I don't want a sex change or anything, I'm not trans (though do like to cross dress). But if I were to wake up one morning and through some bizarre magic find that I had breasts and pussy, a feminine body and face... It goes without saying I'd spend several days being the biggest slut on earth! Both with men and women ;)
Bareback anal - to completion
I've received anal from a guy a few times, always with a condom and mostly withdrawn before the end so they could cum on me. Which is actually a lovely feeling, but I can't help craving the feel of him shooting inside me and being all sticky afterwards! To be honest, any and all of the fantasies on this page would be sans-condom, though I can't imagine I'd ever be that reckless.
Sharing D's pussy with another cock
Another bareback fantasy. Both cocks inside her at the same time, he cums before me and I can feel his slick cum lubricating us both before I cum too, ending with me going down on her and lapping up our three way combined juices.
Cross dressing and being seduced
Going to a sex club in full drag. A guy flirts with me all night, both referring to me as a girl only. Buys me drinks, chats me up and then evening ends with me being fucked doggy style; still fully clothed in my skirt, stockings etc with just the skirt hitched up and knickers around my ankles.
Gangbanged
A room full of guys - 10-15 of them - taking turns to fuck my little ass. All cumming inside me, each ejaculation lubing me further until eventually I don't even feel them sliding in and just cum over and over with my special anal orgasms going off as they probe my P spot. Finally my bum is awash with spunk and I spend the next week being reminded of what happened every time I walk!
Watching D have sex with another guy
"Cuckold" is a funny word and seems to have all sorts of connotations in the "sex scene". I don't want to be humiliated or derided, "cheated on" or anything. But the idea of watching a guy on top of D, his cock pumping into her while they snog and her cumming loudly... and ideally him then repeating the act with me while she watched! A massive turn on.
Waking up tomorrow as a woman
A bit of an odd one - I don't want a sex change or anything, I'm not trans (though do like to cross dress). But if I were to wake up one morning and through some bizarre magic find that I had breasts and pussy, a feminine body and face... It goes without saying I'd spend several days being the biggest slut on earth! Both with men and women ;)
Thursday, 25 August 2016
Crossdress Thursdays
I have the house to myself next week, Thursday morning til Friday afternoon. While D knows that I like to crossdress and has even bought me some clothes in the past, it doesn't do anything for her so it's become something I tend to do solo (and has become a bit of a private joke between us when she's away).
So I've just ordered some new clothes to add to the collection (a bra top and tiny microskirt) ready for next week. I think the skirt'll look great with my favourite tall-size holdup stockings... I may even post some pictures next week if I'm feeling brave ;)
So I've just ordered some new clothes to add to the collection (a bra top and tiny microskirt) ready for next week. I think the skirt'll look great with my favourite tall-size holdup stockings... I may even post some pictures next week if I'm feeling brave ;)
Sunday, 21 August 2016
Pegging again
So the highlight of the Olympics for D and I is always the men's diving. We watch and compare notes on the athletic bodies on display, pick our favourite and then have sex afterwards fantasising about our chosen one and what he's doing to us both.
Unfortunately this year Tom Daley - who's been our go-to fantasy figure in general for the last few years - didn't make the final. Not to worry, I liked the French guy (D said he looked too young) while she favoured the German (who did have a lovely physique).
Around midnight, after a few drinks, a bath for us both and an anal-douche for me we were in the bedroom and D was pulling up her strap-on knickers containing our Fetish Fantasy Elite.
I do love to go-down on a strap-on before getting started but D doesn't like it ("it's been in your bum!" despite it being sterilised) so we got straight to it. Last time, the first time we'd used this toy, I straddled her and ultimately had my holy grail of anal sex - the anal orgasm. I don't know if it was the vibration (I never normally like buzzing toys inside me all that much) or just the shape of the toy, but my rear felt like it was glowing. Such a beautiful feeling and something I'd only ever experienced solo and with a real cock until that point.
And last night... well. We started out in the same position, I straddled her with knees either side and slowly slid myself down the length of the dildo. She bent her knees a little so she could push her pelvis up at me, she started the toy buzzing and we got into a rhythm as I rose and fell into her lap.
It felt good. I was gripping her shoulders for stability as my movements become harder and faster, my breathing became deeper and faster, and she was looking up at me with that look on her face - a mix of amusement at what we were doing and genuine pleasure from seeing the pleasure on my face.
The buzzing felt very intense but good, and was starting to work it's magic on D too; eyes closed now and head back, her own breath becoming heavy. I moved backwards so I was arching my back, my hands now pressing down onto the bed near her feet, her slightly bent knees either side of me. I was able to slide backwards a little then push forwards and impale myself on the toy, grinding my ass against her. I moved from kneeling, my feet now pressing onto the bed so I was pretty much sat in her lap.
"Mmm yeah, right there," D murmured, so I concentrated on making small movements back and forth which seemed to be working for her. Sure enough she started moaning softly at first and then louder as her orgasm started. I pressed hard against her and the toy was deep inside me. And then...
Damn, I was going to cum! Not a bum-gasm but from my cock. Don't get me wrong, it felt great but it'd signify the end of the session for me at least. My cock was rigid, harder than it'd been the whole evening and I felt the buzz of the toy running from inside me to it's tip. I was on the verge, that split second before the ejaculation that feels so intense. I moaned, "fuck yeah fuck fuck fuck" and kept grinding against her as her moans peaked and she came too. God this orgasm was lasting forever for me! Any second now I'd cum all over her belly and tits without so much as touching myself. I moaned and moaned, it felt like my cock was about to explode....
And after something like 2 minutes of this I couldn't take any more and pulled back and away from her, the dildo sliding out of me and the "orgasm" stopping.
I've never felt anything like it before in my life! The toy must have hit my prostate in just the right way, a way I've never felt before. It genuinely felt like I was half a second away from shooting my load and it lasted for minutes. Fuck I love that toy!
We tried spooning after that - I love that position with a real cock - but eventually stopped and discarded the toy. We rubbed each other while we lay alongside each other kissing and I finally came, one of the most powerful ejaculation I've had in a long time (apparently I shot from waist height and it got in her hair!)
So no anal orgasm last night, but some new kind of orgasm I'd not even known existed! Next time I'll be hoping to have both ;)
Unfortunately this year Tom Daley - who's been our go-to fantasy figure in general for the last few years - didn't make the final. Not to worry, I liked the French guy (D said he looked too young) while she favoured the German (who did have a lovely physique).
Around midnight, after a few drinks, a bath for us both and an anal-douche for me we were in the bedroom and D was pulling up her strap-on knickers containing our Fetish Fantasy Elite.
I do love to go-down on a strap-on before getting started but D doesn't like it ("it's been in your bum!" despite it being sterilised) so we got straight to it. Last time, the first time we'd used this toy, I straddled her and ultimately had my holy grail of anal sex - the anal orgasm. I don't know if it was the vibration (I never normally like buzzing toys inside me all that much) or just the shape of the toy, but my rear felt like it was glowing. Such a beautiful feeling and something I'd only ever experienced solo and with a real cock until that point.
And last night... well. We started out in the same position, I straddled her with knees either side and slowly slid myself down the length of the dildo. She bent her knees a little so she could push her pelvis up at me, she started the toy buzzing and we got into a rhythm as I rose and fell into her lap.
It felt good. I was gripping her shoulders for stability as my movements become harder and faster, my breathing became deeper and faster, and she was looking up at me with that look on her face - a mix of amusement at what we were doing and genuine pleasure from seeing the pleasure on my face.
The buzzing felt very intense but good, and was starting to work it's magic on D too; eyes closed now and head back, her own breath becoming heavy. I moved backwards so I was arching my back, my hands now pressing down onto the bed near her feet, her slightly bent knees either side of me. I was able to slide backwards a little then push forwards and impale myself on the toy, grinding my ass against her. I moved from kneeling, my feet now pressing onto the bed so I was pretty much sat in her lap.
"Mmm yeah, right there," D murmured, so I concentrated on making small movements back and forth which seemed to be working for her. Sure enough she started moaning softly at first and then louder as her orgasm started. I pressed hard against her and the toy was deep inside me. And then...
Damn, I was going to cum! Not a bum-gasm but from my cock. Don't get me wrong, it felt great but it'd signify the end of the session for me at least. My cock was rigid, harder than it'd been the whole evening and I felt the buzz of the toy running from inside me to it's tip. I was on the verge, that split second before the ejaculation that feels so intense. I moaned, "fuck yeah fuck fuck fuck" and kept grinding against her as her moans peaked and she came too. God this orgasm was lasting forever for me! Any second now I'd cum all over her belly and tits without so much as touching myself. I moaned and moaned, it felt like my cock was about to explode....
And after something like 2 minutes of this I couldn't take any more and pulled back and away from her, the dildo sliding out of me and the "orgasm" stopping.
I've never felt anything like it before in my life! The toy must have hit my prostate in just the right way, a way I've never felt before. It genuinely felt like I was half a second away from shooting my load and it lasted for minutes. Fuck I love that toy!
We tried spooning after that - I love that position with a real cock - but eventually stopped and discarded the toy. We rubbed each other while we lay alongside each other kissing and I finally came, one of the most powerful ejaculation I've had in a long time (apparently I shot from waist height and it got in her hair!)
So no anal orgasm last night, but some new kind of orgasm I'd not even known existed! Next time I'll be hoping to have both ;)
Monday, 8 August 2016
Nearly 10 years
Next month marks the 10 year anniversary of the last time I had gay sex.
Attitudes towards bi folk can be strange. A 'celebrity' was kicked out of the UK Big Brother this weekend after claiming that bisexuals are responsible for the pandemic of HIV (clearly he'd never heard of intravenous drug use). Some people assume that being bi means you're promiscuous, that you cheat on your partner... you're married and bi? Oh you must be cheating on your wife then.
While that'll be true for some people, as much as it is for straight and gay people, that's definitely not me. Yeah I had a promiscuous phase - the year between splitting with my ex and meeting my wife I had a huge amount of casual sex with guys and girls. But aproaching the 10 year anniversary of meeting D also means 10 years since my last MM contact.
...which was a threesome with a married couple I'd met on a swingers site. They were both nice, friendly, intelligent. I'd met them twice in total and both times had great sex with them both. As an ice breaker for our first meeting we'd all agreed on no underwear, so after 10 minutes of idle chat I'd asked Carl, "so did you keep to the agreement?" and he stood from my sofa and dropped his trousers before sitting back down. I immediately knelt in front of him and went down on his cock. He was big!
We had some good fun - spit roasting a woman with her husband is pretty hot... sharing a double dildo with him while she sits on your face was definitely the highlight of the first night though!
Our second and final meet up was in September 2006. I'd been talking to D on an online dating site for a couple of months and we went on our first date the week after my last encounter with Carl and Simone. Since then it's been just me and D. Well unless you count the threesome we had with another guy at the swingers club last year - but since there was no contact between me and him I think it only counts as her having sex (and even then, only if you count fingering as sex!).
I've had my moments - snogged two women on nights out in the last decade (D knows about both) and when D's been away overnight and I've found myself home alone I've been half-tempted to find a guy online to fuck me.
Half tempted - I have never and could never do it, cheating just isn't me. I invariably end up spending the end of the night riding a dildo fantasising it's real.
But then the discussions I've had with D in recent years about swinging... do I actually fit the bi stereotype after all? I love my wife and our life together but sometimes I crave cock. In my mouth, inside me... I guess we always want what we don't currently have: 10 years ago I was having all the gay sex I wanted but chose to go for a steady gf.
I don't regret it at all, and yet I still wonder where I'd be now if we hadn't met. A different girl? Or would it have been a guy? Maybe I'd have still been single now, shagging whoever took my fancy.
D's tried to satisfy my cravings over the years. To be clear it's not so much sex with men per se that I want, it's what's between their legs. if you can infact draw that distinction? I rarely find men attractive, at least in the way I do women. I can walk down the street on any given day and see several women who I find attractive, whereas it may be one guy in a month!
Though naked is a different matter. Show me a man and a woman and I'd usually have a much bigger chance of finding her attractive than him. Show me the same two people naked and I'm going to be focusing on his body more than hers. Maybe the "what I don't currently have" thing? I don't know.
Watching porn I'll almost always fantasise that I'm her rather than him - is that because I'm a bit femme or because I want gay sex? Again I don't know. I do know that I have more than little transexual in me.
I did consider at one point that I might not be bi at all - very little attraction to men could actually be none at all and I'm just willing to "put up with" them for their cocks. Some straight guys like receiving anal with toys etc. Is that me? I decided not, as I love giving blow jobs too, and surely someone who's genuinely 100% straight simply could never bring themselves to have sex with another man regardless of what they get out of it?
The truth is that it's been so long... its hard to know exactly how I feel. Sure I wank over gay porn, though always focused on the point of penetration rather than the rest of their manly bodies. Is it my femme side after all? Is it just because I love being penetrated as if I were a girl?
It's been so long since I was with a guy it sometimes feels like I love the idea of it and can barely remember how the act feels. As I said, D's tried to satisfy my need for penetration; we've played with strap ons over the years but never with much success until very recently - finally we have a toy that works for her and on our very first use managed to give me a bum orgasm! I've had anal O's with guys before but never had one from D pegging me until last month.
Maybe now she can give me the one thing I've only been able to get from a real cock (or solo with my toys) my urge for cock will subside. Though with all our discussions of swinging I've found that I'm really turned on by the idea of watching her get fucked by someone else, seeing her cum-face when it's someone else inside her... and if it's someone we can share?
Sorry for the rambling post!
Do I just sound confused and crazy?
Attitudes towards bi folk can be strange. A 'celebrity' was kicked out of the UK Big Brother this weekend after claiming that bisexuals are responsible for the pandemic of HIV (clearly he'd never heard of intravenous drug use). Some people assume that being bi means you're promiscuous, that you cheat on your partner... you're married and bi? Oh you must be cheating on your wife then.
While that'll be true for some people, as much as it is for straight and gay people, that's definitely not me. Yeah I had a promiscuous phase - the year between splitting with my ex and meeting my wife I had a huge amount of casual sex with guys and girls. But aproaching the 10 year anniversary of meeting D also means 10 years since my last MM contact.
...which was a threesome with a married couple I'd met on a swingers site. They were both nice, friendly, intelligent. I'd met them twice in total and both times had great sex with them both. As an ice breaker for our first meeting we'd all agreed on no underwear, so after 10 minutes of idle chat I'd asked Carl, "so did you keep to the agreement?" and he stood from my sofa and dropped his trousers before sitting back down. I immediately knelt in front of him and went down on his cock. He was big!
We had some good fun - spit roasting a woman with her husband is pretty hot... sharing a double dildo with him while she sits on your face was definitely the highlight of the first night though!
Our second and final meet up was in September 2006. I'd been talking to D on an online dating site for a couple of months and we went on our first date the week after my last encounter with Carl and Simone. Since then it's been just me and D. Well unless you count the threesome we had with another guy at the swingers club last year - but since there was no contact between me and him I think it only counts as her having sex (and even then, only if you count fingering as sex!).
I've had my moments - snogged two women on nights out in the last decade (D knows about both) and when D's been away overnight and I've found myself home alone I've been half-tempted to find a guy online to fuck me.
Half tempted - I have never and could never do it, cheating just isn't me. I invariably end up spending the end of the night riding a dildo fantasising it's real.
But then the discussions I've had with D in recent years about swinging... do I actually fit the bi stereotype after all? I love my wife and our life together but sometimes I crave cock. In my mouth, inside me... I guess we always want what we don't currently have: 10 years ago I was having all the gay sex I wanted but chose to go for a steady gf.
I don't regret it at all, and yet I still wonder where I'd be now if we hadn't met. A different girl? Or would it have been a guy? Maybe I'd have still been single now, shagging whoever took my fancy.
D's tried to satisfy my cravings over the years. To be clear it's not so much sex with men per se that I want, it's what's between their legs. if you can infact draw that distinction? I rarely find men attractive, at least in the way I do women. I can walk down the street on any given day and see several women who I find attractive, whereas it may be one guy in a month!
Though naked is a different matter. Show me a man and a woman and I'd usually have a much bigger chance of finding her attractive than him. Show me the same two people naked and I'm going to be focusing on his body more than hers. Maybe the "what I don't currently have" thing? I don't know.
Watching porn I'll almost always fantasise that I'm her rather than him - is that because I'm a bit femme or because I want gay sex? Again I don't know. I do know that I have more than little transexual in me.
I did consider at one point that I might not be bi at all - very little attraction to men could actually be none at all and I'm just willing to "put up with" them for their cocks. Some straight guys like receiving anal with toys etc. Is that me? I decided not, as I love giving blow jobs too, and surely someone who's genuinely 100% straight simply could never bring themselves to have sex with another man regardless of what they get out of it?
The truth is that it's been so long... its hard to know exactly how I feel. Sure I wank over gay porn, though always focused on the point of penetration rather than the rest of their manly bodies. Is it my femme side after all? Is it just because I love being penetrated as if I were a girl?
It's been so long since I was with a guy it sometimes feels like I love the idea of it and can barely remember how the act feels. As I said, D's tried to satisfy my need for penetration; we've played with strap ons over the years but never with much success until very recently - finally we have a toy that works for her and on our very first use managed to give me a bum orgasm! I've had anal O's with guys before but never had one from D pegging me until last month.
Maybe now she can give me the one thing I've only been able to get from a real cock (or solo with my toys) my urge for cock will subside. Though with all our discussions of swinging I've found that I'm really turned on by the idea of watching her get fucked by someone else, seeing her cum-face when it's someone else inside her... and if it's someone we can share?
Sorry for the rambling post!
Do I just sound confused and crazy?
Monday, 25 July 2016
Is she curious?
I'm starting to wonder if D's expressing an interest in girl-on-girl. She's always been a little ambivalent about the idea (see previous posts) but this last couple of weeks.... There was her suggestion a few weeks ago about a tv character sucking her nipples, and this weekend we were driving somewhere - a woman walking on the pavement had a great ass-and-wiggle which I couldn't help notice.
"We're you checking out her ass?" she asked.
"Yeah!" A pause. "Where you?"
"Yeah" she replied.
She's always said it'd have to be a particular 'type' if she ever tried lesbian sex - slightly androgynous and blonde. But the last two women she's remarked on were neither.
I've a good friend who's a lesbian, she got hitched to her partner nearly two years ago. Her partner's very feminine looking and red headed. Last time we were out with them she said, "I'd dyke up with her."
Took me by surprise, and a shame since I think they're not the type to play outside their marriage! (and my friend is a work colleague, would definitely be too close to home!)
Some time last year she said she'd had a dream about Miley Cyrus (of all people!) after that Wrecking Ball video she did. They had sex and (in the dream) she really enjoyed it. "What if I tried it and decided I prefered women?" she asked. I pondered on that for at least a day after.
If she wanted to try it, and say I knew for definite there'd be a 50-50 chance that she might decide she preferred gay sex afterwards would I still want her to try? I arrived at the answer "yes".
My reasoning was: I'd have to assume that she'd be bi and just prefered bedding women. So we'd still have 'us' and she could have a girlfriend too. Obviously I'd have a boyfriend too... or maybe we could find another bi couple like I've previously described. So actually a resounding 'yes' since this'd be exactly what I've wanted all this time!
Though if the scenario meant she was instantly off men... Then it'd be a 50-50 as to whether we were over. That's a harder one, but I couldn't rule it out. Would it be worth the risk?
"We're you checking out her ass?" she asked.
"Yeah!" A pause. "Where you?"
"Yeah" she replied.
She's always said it'd have to be a particular 'type' if she ever tried lesbian sex - slightly androgynous and blonde. But the last two women she's remarked on were neither.
I've a good friend who's a lesbian, she got hitched to her partner nearly two years ago. Her partner's very feminine looking and red headed. Last time we were out with them she said, "I'd dyke up with her."
Took me by surprise, and a shame since I think they're not the type to play outside their marriage! (and my friend is a work colleague, would definitely be too close to home!)
Some time last year she said she'd had a dream about Miley Cyrus (of all people!) after that Wrecking Ball video she did. They had sex and (in the dream) she really enjoyed it. "What if I tried it and decided I prefered women?" she asked. I pondered on that for at least a day after.
If she wanted to try it, and say I knew for definite there'd be a 50-50 chance that she might decide she preferred gay sex afterwards would I still want her to try? I arrived at the answer "yes".
My reasoning was: I'd have to assume that she'd be bi and just prefered bedding women. So we'd still have 'us' and she could have a girlfriend too. Obviously I'd have a boyfriend too... or maybe we could find another bi couple like I've previously described. So actually a resounding 'yes' since this'd be exactly what I've wanted all this time!
Though if the scenario meant she was instantly off men... Then it'd be a 50-50 as to whether we were over. That's a harder one, but I couldn't rule it out. Would it be worth the risk?
Wednesday, 20 July 2016
Jessica Biel with a cock
My taste in men is a bit of a contradiction. I'm very bottom, so he has to be top. But then that often means a bit masculine, and I like them a little more.... not feminine as such but definitely leaning that way. I hate body hair (I shave everything from my neck to my knees save for the brazillian strip which I simply adore - and like the same). I don't like "rugged good looks" but prefer something maybe a little androgynous, leaning towards just a little femme. Muscles do nothing for me; athletic is such a turn on.
And so I was watching the remake of Total Recall last night and suddenly realised that my ideal man would be Jessica Biel with no breasts, but a cock between her legs instead. Maybe a few percent less feminine but otherwise we're there.
Don't go thinking that I'm saying she looks masculine - she's definitely feminine! But after the revelation I googled and it seenseems there are some people out there who think she looks "manly". I think she's beautiful as a woman. It's just that I think she'd be a beautiful man too :)
What else about my ideal man.... Despite the looks, he'd not only need to be top but also slightly dominant. I love my female side and being told what to do in bed is a huge turn on for me. He'd grab my hips and position me on my back - legs over his shoulders, ready to enter me... then fuck me softly at first, whispering in my ear about how good I look and how tight I feel while his cock glides in and out of me. Then he'd pull out and reposition me onto my front before effortlessly re-entering me (now we're warmed up) and giving it to me nice and hard, finally coming deep inside me, hearing his final moan of orgasm in my ear as he physically deflates into laying on top of me.
Oops - sorry, didn't mean to turn that into something graphic! Sometimes can't help myself... guess that's the effect that a male JB would have on me ;)
And so I was watching the remake of Total Recall last night and suddenly realised that my ideal man would be Jessica Biel with no breasts, but a cock between her legs instead. Maybe a few percent less feminine but otherwise we're there.
Don't go thinking that I'm saying she looks masculine - she's definitely feminine! But after the revelation I googled and it seenseems there are some people out there who think she looks "manly". I think she's beautiful as a woman. It's just that I think she'd be a beautiful man too :)
What else about my ideal man.... Despite the looks, he'd not only need to be top but also slightly dominant. I love my female side and being told what to do in bed is a huge turn on for me. He'd grab my hips and position me on my back - legs over his shoulders, ready to enter me... then fuck me softly at first, whispering in my ear about how good I look and how tight I feel while his cock glides in and out of me. Then he'd pull out and reposition me onto my front before effortlessly re-entering me (now we're warmed up) and giving it to me nice and hard, finally coming deep inside me, hearing his final moan of orgasm in my ear as he physically deflates into laying on top of me.
Oops - sorry, didn't mean to turn that into something graphic! Sometimes can't help myself... guess that's the effect that a male JB would have on me ;)
Toys part 2
So why did I start talking about toys?
We ordered a few new ones this week (£150 worth!) and had been holding off on trying them until last night.
We threw out a bunch of the less-used and cheap/tacky ones in our collection the night we ordered the new ones; partly because we have a "toy box" which is a lockable breifcase and of limited size (we do have kids after all). Though we also have a "dressing up box" for my girlie clothes, which isn't lockable (the only questionable item would be the wig!)
D has several rabbits, none of which she's ever been completely happy with. "They just don't do it right" - wrong speeds, shape etc. I can understand where she's coming from, not all toys fit everyone! I've owned seveal butt plugs over the years and only my current one fits peferectly - it's a 'medium' size (though the reviews said they found it to be large) and for me it's just right. The first one I ever owned would pop out if I bent over!
So D's rabbits, my perfect butt plug... a vibrating plug which we bought for her a couple of years ago when she agreed to try anal play - but now is mostly mine. I also have an Aneros which has never really done much for me...
We've got these two toys that we bought at the same time - a G and P spot "rocker" (I forget the brand name). Both similar in shape bit subtly different, kind of U shaped with half inside you and half out. Kind of like the WeVibe - did I already mentire that?
Google the Wevibe - we're on version 3 at the moment but previously had the V2. An amazing toy - U shaped, sits half inside her vagina with a vibrator at each end so that one presses on the G while the other's on the clit. Wireless recharge, wireless remote control. You use it while having intercourse - the buzzing works on your cock too. The first time we ever used it we lay perfectly still after I slid inside her and we both came within 90 seconds. Absolutely amazing! D also wears it on the rare occasions that I give her anal, always giving her an orgasm to match mine.
We bought a Feeldoe a couple of years ago. Looked great in theory - the strapless strap on. Unfortunately while I expect it'd be great for lesbians, the part that stays in the vagina comes out too easily, particularly with the friction of anal while pegging rather than vaginal sex. So it was a bit of a disappointment.
Our most recent venture into strap ons (before this week) was a harness-able dildo and a pair of 'harness briefs'. I quite enjoyed it, the dildo is my favourite for when I'm playing solo (the base has a suction cup too). D's tried using it with the Wevibe in place but even then it doesn't really give her much pleasure, and Infact feels a bit uncomfortable.
Besides some cock rings, love eggs, a whip, handcuffs and a few other bits that's pretty much the lot. We've tried and thrown out various dildos, anal beads, etc so the collection is currently what we actually like using.
So this week's purchases... another attempt at a strap on, a new top-end rabbit, a sexy leather-esque basque and a throwaway buy of a glass double-ender that was their deal of the day.
The double ender turned out to be pretty small; definitely no use for two of us. Though I can live in hope that one day I see D using it with a other girl ;)
The basque looked good, especially as I watched D try out the rabbit while wearing it last night!
But that was after we tried the strap on. We'd had our eye on this since a trip to Amsterdam over 2 years ago but hadn't gotten around to buying it. The Fetish Fantasy Elite 8 - 8 inches my side with a few little twists to its length, and a few inches her side angled for the G spot and with a large dimpled rubber area for the clit to rub on. Both ends have their own vibrator (though can't be independently controlled). I'm not normally over the top about vibrating toys in me, and one of the reasons I'd held off buying this was hoping I'd find something with independent vibes - so she could have hers and I wouldn't have to have mine on.
But we bought it in the end - and God, I'm so glad we did!
I started off straddling her as she lay on her back. It felt good right away - silicone toys just feel so much better than rubber, and the shape of this one's shaft was just right. I started moving slowly but she quickly took over and started moving her hips, pushing it into me. The buzzing was just right - not overpowering but feeling good.
We did this for maybe 10 minutes before I asked her to sit up - I wanted to be able to kiss her without if coming out! She did, and I was straddling her lap, arms around her to keep her upright... and I knew right away this positin would make me cum.
I started grinding myself against her, gripping her in a bear-hug as my hips pushed into her lap. Over and over, I began to moan loudly... The tingling inside me which started with the buzz of the vibe began to grow and grow....
And for the first time in the 10 years that we've been together, D gave me an anal orgasm! I've had them with guys and playing solo, but D's never given me one before - and it was awesome.
We slowed then stopped - toy still buzzing inside me - I climbed off and slumped onto the bed next to her. She had a beaming smile: "Did I make you bum-cum?"
Dreamily: "Yeah.... thank you."
This made her giggle. Next we tried out her new rabbit and within a few minutes she came too. As a finale I climbed ontop of her and slid myself inside, knowing that I'd cum within seconds.
Afterwards we talked about it - seems she was getting some good stimulation from the toy until we changed positions, but when she was sat upright it wasn't doing much for her, infact I was grinding away at her lap so hard it was a bit uncomfortable. Though seeing the obvious pleasure it was giving me was enough for her.
Very much looking forward to using it again!
We ordered a few new ones this week (£150 worth!) and had been holding off on trying them until last night.
We threw out a bunch of the less-used and cheap/tacky ones in our collection the night we ordered the new ones; partly because we have a "toy box" which is a lockable breifcase and of limited size (we do have kids after all). Though we also have a "dressing up box" for my girlie clothes, which isn't lockable (the only questionable item would be the wig!)
D has several rabbits, none of which she's ever been completely happy with. "They just don't do it right" - wrong speeds, shape etc. I can understand where she's coming from, not all toys fit everyone! I've owned seveal butt plugs over the years and only my current one fits peferectly - it's a 'medium' size (though the reviews said they found it to be large) and for me it's just right. The first one I ever owned would pop out if I bent over!
So D's rabbits, my perfect butt plug... a vibrating plug which we bought for her a couple of years ago when she agreed to try anal play - but now is mostly mine. I also have an Aneros which has never really done much for me...
We've got these two toys that we bought at the same time - a G and P spot "rocker" (I forget the brand name). Both similar in shape bit subtly different, kind of U shaped with half inside you and half out. Kind of like the WeVibe - did I already mentire that?
Google the Wevibe - we're on version 3 at the moment but previously had the V2. An amazing toy - U shaped, sits half inside her vagina with a vibrator at each end so that one presses on the G while the other's on the clit. Wireless recharge, wireless remote control. You use it while having intercourse - the buzzing works on your cock too. The first time we ever used it we lay perfectly still after I slid inside her and we both came within 90 seconds. Absolutely amazing! D also wears it on the rare occasions that I give her anal, always giving her an orgasm to match mine.
We bought a Feeldoe a couple of years ago. Looked great in theory - the strapless strap on. Unfortunately while I expect it'd be great for lesbians, the part that stays in the vagina comes out too easily, particularly with the friction of anal while pegging rather than vaginal sex. So it was a bit of a disappointment.
Our most recent venture into strap ons (before this week) was a harness-able dildo and a pair of 'harness briefs'. I quite enjoyed it, the dildo is my favourite for when I'm playing solo (the base has a suction cup too). D's tried using it with the Wevibe in place but even then it doesn't really give her much pleasure, and Infact feels a bit uncomfortable.
Besides some cock rings, love eggs, a whip, handcuffs and a few other bits that's pretty much the lot. We've tried and thrown out various dildos, anal beads, etc so the collection is currently what we actually like using.
So this week's purchases... another attempt at a strap on, a new top-end rabbit, a sexy leather-esque basque and a throwaway buy of a glass double-ender that was their deal of the day.
The double ender turned out to be pretty small; definitely no use for two of us. Though I can live in hope that one day I see D using it with a other girl ;)
The basque looked good, especially as I watched D try out the rabbit while wearing it last night!
But that was after we tried the strap on. We'd had our eye on this since a trip to Amsterdam over 2 years ago but hadn't gotten around to buying it. The Fetish Fantasy Elite 8 - 8 inches my side with a few little twists to its length, and a few inches her side angled for the G spot and with a large dimpled rubber area for the clit to rub on. Both ends have their own vibrator (though can't be independently controlled). I'm not normally over the top about vibrating toys in me, and one of the reasons I'd held off buying this was hoping I'd find something with independent vibes - so she could have hers and I wouldn't have to have mine on.
But we bought it in the end - and God, I'm so glad we did!
I started off straddling her as she lay on her back. It felt good right away - silicone toys just feel so much better than rubber, and the shape of this one's shaft was just right. I started moving slowly but she quickly took over and started moving her hips, pushing it into me. The buzzing was just right - not overpowering but feeling good.
We did this for maybe 10 minutes before I asked her to sit up - I wanted to be able to kiss her without if coming out! She did, and I was straddling her lap, arms around her to keep her upright... and I knew right away this positin would make me cum.
I started grinding myself against her, gripping her in a bear-hug as my hips pushed into her lap. Over and over, I began to moan loudly... The tingling inside me which started with the buzz of the vibe began to grow and grow....
And for the first time in the 10 years that we've been together, D gave me an anal orgasm! I've had them with guys and playing solo, but D's never given me one before - and it was awesome.
We slowed then stopped - toy still buzzing inside me - I climbed off and slumped onto the bed next to her. She had a beaming smile: "Did I make you bum-cum?"
Dreamily: "Yeah.... thank you."
This made her giggle. Next we tried out her new rabbit and within a few minutes she came too. As a finale I climbed ontop of her and slid myself inside, knowing that I'd cum within seconds.
Afterwards we talked about it - seems she was getting some good stimulation from the toy until we changed positions, but when she was sat upright it wasn't doing much for her, infact I was grinding away at her lap so hard it was a bit uncomfortable. Though seeing the obvious pleasure it was giving me was enough for her.
Very much looking forward to using it again!
Friday, 15 July 2016
Toys
I've always loved sex toys. Since I was a teen and discovered bum-play, when I made my own from some old pens and epoxy putty (sandwich bag in leui of condom), I knew how much fun you could have with inanimate objects.
The first real one I bought was with my now ex wife - a cheap Ann Summers set of hard plastic vibrator and anal toy. We worked our way through more over the years, nothing was really super special - rabbits for her mostly - until the last one we ever bought: a 12 inch rubber double ender.
She knew all about my bi side and got turned on by the idea. Our toy play was mostly reserved for our "crazy nights", which usually consisted of smoking weed, drinking champagne and snorting coke for the evening. The first few hours were usually civilised conversation, but it didn't take long until one of us would take the first step: she'd undo my trousers without warning and go down on me, or go upstairs and come down dressed in one of her "porn star outfits". Or I'd drop to my knees in front of her on the sofa, get my head under her skirt and start eating her out.
More coke, booze and weed and before long we're on our queen size bed and naked with the top shelf of the wardrobe spread out on the floor. Touching, kissing, mutual oral for a while. I'd use her current rabbit on her a while then some fingering. I knew her pussy inside-out and could make her squirt in 5 minutes flat when she was horny enough. And coke always made us both horny enough.
But eventually the double ender would come out. She'd usually lay on the bed and start fucking herself with it to begin with. It had a fair girth and seemed to work quite well for her. It'd poke out from between her legs like she had a cock of her own and she'd angle it upwards to complete the illusion. "Suck my cock" was the horniest words that I'd ever hear from her - completely in the moment she wanted to watch me go down on "her" and we'd both fantasise that she had a real cock.
Often we'd role play, for hours that she was a guy and she'd seduce me. Hotel porter, office boss, whatever took her fancy. I'd suck that song like a pro while she slowly stroked it in and out of herself.
Sat facing each other, both with knees bent and pelvises aligned we could watch it sliding into each other while we gently moved our hips. The role play would always be over by now, the visuals spoiling any effect other than the reality that we were a man and woman with an object between us. We'd watch it a while, sometimes with a camcorder in hand and usually while one of us rubbed her clit.
Because it was flexible she could lay on her back and point it upward, letting me ride her. I'd pound my ass onto her while we again fantasised that she was a guy, talkingdirty to each other about how good her cock felt, how tight I was... If we needed a substance break she'd often go wash it so we could go back to me blowing her - always with her head propped up so she could watch my technique.
Very rarely I'd have more than the one orgasm at the end of the session but she would have one maybe every half hour depending on what we were doing. She loved me fingering her g-spot so she'd squirt and I loved when she did it in my face! I actually asked her one time to pee on me when I was very drunk - I'm not into waters ports or anything (then or since), but just wanted to know that her cum was actually different and that squirting was real. It most definitely is.
It'd be getting late but still night time before we were both a mixture of tired/wired/drunk and just became completely animalistic. After hours of playing we'd both be so sensitive - I'd give her two or three or four consecutive orgasm's in the space of a few minutes using my fingers, drinking mouthful after mouthful of her cum, sometimes dribbing it over us both so we stank of her sex.
Without fail it always ended the same. Laying in opposite directions on the bed, our legs entwined like two pairs of scissors and the dildo completely out of sight. Her sloppy cunt slip-sliding against my smooth shaven hole felt amazing. We'd lay back and smoke while we gently wriggled against each other a while.
Then we'd take turns - one would prop themselves up on their elbows and move their hips back and forth so the toy would slip part out of us both before sliding back in. The other would lay back and take it, again usually while smoking, then we'd swap. No outright climax while doing this for either of us but it must have felt as good for her as I did for me - this finale sometimes lasted 2-3 hours!
I say "finale", but usually we'd notice the sun coming up and she'd beg me to fuck her. Though the rediculous amount of alcool and substances often meant I couldn't stay hard long enough to get it inside her, so we'd finish laying side by side while I fingered her one last time and she wanked me until I came over her belly.
Shit! I most definitely did not mean for this to become a remoniscing session about my ex. We used to have some pretty amazing sex but those times were almost always when completely off our heads together. And I really don't get into those states any more.
I love sex with D (my wife) but we only ever at the most get "a bit drunk" - which is definitely the better way to be, but does mean less inhibitions are cast away.
Though we do have a much more varied toy collection than I'd had before ;)
I think this post needs to become "Toys part 1" since its suddenly much longer than I planned! More to follow.
The first real one I bought was with my now ex wife - a cheap Ann Summers set of hard plastic vibrator and anal toy. We worked our way through more over the years, nothing was really super special - rabbits for her mostly - until the last one we ever bought: a 12 inch rubber double ender.
She knew all about my bi side and got turned on by the idea. Our toy play was mostly reserved for our "crazy nights", which usually consisted of smoking weed, drinking champagne and snorting coke for the evening. The first few hours were usually civilised conversation, but it didn't take long until one of us would take the first step: she'd undo my trousers without warning and go down on me, or go upstairs and come down dressed in one of her "porn star outfits". Or I'd drop to my knees in front of her on the sofa, get my head under her skirt and start eating her out.
More coke, booze and weed and before long we're on our queen size bed and naked with the top shelf of the wardrobe spread out on the floor. Touching, kissing, mutual oral for a while. I'd use her current rabbit on her a while then some fingering. I knew her pussy inside-out and could make her squirt in 5 minutes flat when she was horny enough. And coke always made us both horny enough.
But eventually the double ender would come out. She'd usually lay on the bed and start fucking herself with it to begin with. It had a fair girth and seemed to work quite well for her. It'd poke out from between her legs like she had a cock of her own and she'd angle it upwards to complete the illusion. "Suck my cock" was the horniest words that I'd ever hear from her - completely in the moment she wanted to watch me go down on "her" and we'd both fantasise that she had a real cock.
Often we'd role play, for hours that she was a guy and she'd seduce me. Hotel porter, office boss, whatever took her fancy. I'd suck that song like a pro while she slowly stroked it in and out of herself.
Sat facing each other, both with knees bent and pelvises aligned we could watch it sliding into each other while we gently moved our hips. The role play would always be over by now, the visuals spoiling any effect other than the reality that we were a man and woman with an object between us. We'd watch it a while, sometimes with a camcorder in hand and usually while one of us rubbed her clit.
Because it was flexible she could lay on her back and point it upward, letting me ride her. I'd pound my ass onto her while we again fantasised that she was a guy, talkingdirty to each other about how good her cock felt, how tight I was... If we needed a substance break she'd often go wash it so we could go back to me blowing her - always with her head propped up so she could watch my technique.
Very rarely I'd have more than the one orgasm at the end of the session but she would have one maybe every half hour depending on what we were doing. She loved me fingering her g-spot so she'd squirt and I loved when she did it in my face! I actually asked her one time to pee on me when I was very drunk - I'm not into waters ports or anything (then or since), but just wanted to know that her cum was actually different and that squirting was real. It most definitely is.
It'd be getting late but still night time before we were both a mixture of tired/wired/drunk and just became completely animalistic. After hours of playing we'd both be so sensitive - I'd give her two or three or four consecutive orgasm's in the space of a few minutes using my fingers, drinking mouthful after mouthful of her cum, sometimes dribbing it over us both so we stank of her sex.
Without fail it always ended the same. Laying in opposite directions on the bed, our legs entwined like two pairs of scissors and the dildo completely out of sight. Her sloppy cunt slip-sliding against my smooth shaven hole felt amazing. We'd lay back and smoke while we gently wriggled against each other a while.
Then we'd take turns - one would prop themselves up on their elbows and move their hips back and forth so the toy would slip part out of us both before sliding back in. The other would lay back and take it, again usually while smoking, then we'd swap. No outright climax while doing this for either of us but it must have felt as good for her as I did for me - this finale sometimes lasted 2-3 hours!
I say "finale", but usually we'd notice the sun coming up and she'd beg me to fuck her. Though the rediculous amount of alcool and substances often meant I couldn't stay hard long enough to get it inside her, so we'd finish laying side by side while I fingered her one last time and she wanked me until I came over her belly.
Shit! I most definitely did not mean for this to become a remoniscing session about my ex. We used to have some pretty amazing sex but those times were almost always when completely off our heads together. And I really don't get into those states any more.
I love sex with D (my wife) but we only ever at the most get "a bit drunk" - which is definitely the better way to be, but does mean less inhibitions are cast away.
Though we do have a much more varied toy collection than I'd had before ;)
I think this post needs to become "Toys part 1" since its suddenly much longer than I planned! More to follow.
Wednesday, 13 July 2016
The dream and crossdressing
I have a favourite dream. I don't often have it but when I do I wake up so incredibly horny.
Stockings, a basque which exposes my pert breasts. Laying on my back, legs akimbo with a guy laid between them whose cock is sliding inside my dripping pussy. There's always that moment where I realise I'm female, but it never occurs to me that I'm dreaming. I've always wanted one of those lucid dreams where you realise it's not real and take control of it, able to do whatever you want, but that doesn't happen.
The dream goes on with us having what's basically pretty standard/pedestrian sex in the missionary position - I'm gripping his ass and pulling him closer as he pushes deep inside me, I feel his crotch grind against my clit... but pedestrian or not, I'm having real sex as a real woman and (although with no basis for comparison to 'the real thing') I can feel it all. My pussy. My boobs. It feels amazing when he cum inside me and I even remember the feeling of him oozing out of me as we lay there kissing afterwards.
As I said, I always wake incredibly horny after the dream. Though as I wake and realise it was only a dream I get a huge pang deep in my stomach when I realise that was all it was. It's a genuine feeling of loss.
Don't get me wrong - I don't want to be a woman. I definitely could never have "the op" and I love my cock dearly. Though I've always known that my bi side is tied up with my love of being feminine. The gay encounters I've had allowed me to be the one "being pulled" and I loved it. Flirting a little while he did all the work, even being bought a drink in a gay club. I love "being the woman" in those situations.
And in bed too: when a guy manoeuvres you into the position he wants, and (obviously) being on the receiving end of his cock...
I know that of all the facets of my sexuality, this is what D likes the least. She wants a manly man; having gay sex doesn't make me less manly but being feminine/submissive does in her eyes. Which I suppose makes perfect sense.
She doesn't get excited if I cross dress either. Yes, I have a small collection of clothes - basques, skirts, underwear and my favourite... stockings! I even have a gorgeous pair of shiney heeled knee boots and a short brunette wig but they don't see much use. I realise that I look clearly like a man in drag when I dress up but I love how the clothes feel when I wear them. Especially the stockings and boots :)
In our toy collection we have a strap on. Well, a harness-able dildo and harness-pants that D can wear. She doesn't really like bum play but has used it on me a few times. Unfortunately her distaste for anal shows on her face when we do it so I've never really gotten off on it.
Alone is a different story.... The rare occasions when I have the house to myself for the night usually go like this:
Beer. Bath. Shave from face to knees. Anal douche followed by a couple of applicators worth of lube. Stockings, knickers, skirt and basque. Boots go on later. An upturned storage crate with some pillows and a towel, dildo firmly suction-cupped to it. Butt-plug for a little while to get warmed up while I cruise the net, smoke some cigarettes and very rarely partake of some substances (don't judge me!).
Before long I'm straddling the box, riding the cock. On the TV either MMF porn or straight MF where she's riding cowgirl and I'm imagining it's me.
More cigs, more beer. Cock gone from throbbing to half-limp due to all the attention my bum's getting. I start fantasising about going online and finding a real cock for the night, but I'd never do it. Cowgirl's working well but it never quite gets me there so the dildo moves to being suctioned to the side of the box, on the narrower end. More lube applied, definitely wearing the wig and boots by now. I kneel with lower legs either side of the box and my ass near the fake cock. The box pushed back against the sofa so it won't move, a stack of beanbags in front of me to rest my arms on as I hunker down onto all fours and guide myself back onto my rubber lover.
It's not perfect; as the lube reaches the base of the dildo it has a tendency to start slip-sliding around on the smooth surface so I have to keep the angle of my rump just right. By now I'm usually quite drunk (and maybe a little high) so it becomes all about the visuals. The remote to hand, the TV shows whatever's taken my fancy - MF, MM or MMF doesn't matter as long as I can see a cock pounding an orifice as I buck against the cock box.
It usually starts off slowly - a tingle deep in my belly. It spreads, giving me warm tingles at the base of my cock, the perenium (?) and my ass itself. Physiologically I know it's the stimulation to my prostate that's doing this but it feels like it's the sensation of the shaft gliding in and out of my hole... I think the prostate somehow makes the nerves down there super sensitive? But in the moment it's definitely the point of penetration that feels so good.
I pound harder backwards against the cock, taking all of it inside me with each stroke. My ass is radiating now, this feeling of pleasure that keeps on building and I don't want it to stop. My breathing gets heavy, I start to moan as I bang as hard as I can onto the cock. I'm never erect at this point - sometimes semi, other times limp - but the head of my own cock is incredibly sensitive, sometimes just a touch can trigger an ejaculation - even when I'm not hard.
I buck as hard as I can and the pleasure just keeps building, until finally my muscles can't carry on and I collapse in a heap. There's no final "climax" as such, it just feels better and better until I physically can't keep going. It can take a little while to get the feeling started, and I know it's because I'm concentrating on keeping the dildo in the right place; I've achieved this same anal orgasm with a guy before and got there quicker.
I often wonder how far the pleasure would go if the penetration continued past the point where I can't make the movements myself - is there an actual climax that I've never hit? It'd need to be with a real guy, a real cock so he could keep pounding me without my tiredness being a factor - though on those occasions that I've gotten there with a guy the crescendo of my orgasm's always triggered his too and we've stopped. I've idly considered buying one of those "fucking machine" toys which would definitely fill that role but they're expensive, hard to conceal and frankly I think D would be completely turned off.
If anyone's reading this blog - have you ever anal orgasmed? Is there a peak that I've never hit?
Stockings, a basque which exposes my pert breasts. Laying on my back, legs akimbo with a guy laid between them whose cock is sliding inside my dripping pussy. There's always that moment where I realise I'm female, but it never occurs to me that I'm dreaming. I've always wanted one of those lucid dreams where you realise it's not real and take control of it, able to do whatever you want, but that doesn't happen.
The dream goes on with us having what's basically pretty standard/pedestrian sex in the missionary position - I'm gripping his ass and pulling him closer as he pushes deep inside me, I feel his crotch grind against my clit... but pedestrian or not, I'm having real sex as a real woman and (although with no basis for comparison to 'the real thing') I can feel it all. My pussy. My boobs. It feels amazing when he cum inside me and I even remember the feeling of him oozing out of me as we lay there kissing afterwards.
As I said, I always wake incredibly horny after the dream. Though as I wake and realise it was only a dream I get a huge pang deep in my stomach when I realise that was all it was. It's a genuine feeling of loss.
Don't get me wrong - I don't want to be a woman. I definitely could never have "the op" and I love my cock dearly. Though I've always known that my bi side is tied up with my love of being feminine. The gay encounters I've had allowed me to be the one "being pulled" and I loved it. Flirting a little while he did all the work, even being bought a drink in a gay club. I love "being the woman" in those situations.
And in bed too: when a guy manoeuvres you into the position he wants, and (obviously) being on the receiving end of his cock...
I know that of all the facets of my sexuality, this is what D likes the least. She wants a manly man; having gay sex doesn't make me less manly but being feminine/submissive does in her eyes. Which I suppose makes perfect sense.
She doesn't get excited if I cross dress either. Yes, I have a small collection of clothes - basques, skirts, underwear and my favourite... stockings! I even have a gorgeous pair of shiney heeled knee boots and a short brunette wig but they don't see much use. I realise that I look clearly like a man in drag when I dress up but I love how the clothes feel when I wear them. Especially the stockings and boots :)
In our toy collection we have a strap on. Well, a harness-able dildo and harness-pants that D can wear. She doesn't really like bum play but has used it on me a few times. Unfortunately her distaste for anal shows on her face when we do it so I've never really gotten off on it.
Alone is a different story.... The rare occasions when I have the house to myself for the night usually go like this:
Beer. Bath. Shave from face to knees. Anal douche followed by a couple of applicators worth of lube. Stockings, knickers, skirt and basque. Boots go on later. An upturned storage crate with some pillows and a towel, dildo firmly suction-cupped to it. Butt-plug for a little while to get warmed up while I cruise the net, smoke some cigarettes and very rarely partake of some substances (don't judge me!).
Before long I'm straddling the box, riding the cock. On the TV either MMF porn or straight MF where she's riding cowgirl and I'm imagining it's me.
More cigs, more beer. Cock gone from throbbing to half-limp due to all the attention my bum's getting. I start fantasising about going online and finding a real cock for the night, but I'd never do it. Cowgirl's working well but it never quite gets me there so the dildo moves to being suctioned to the side of the box, on the narrower end. More lube applied, definitely wearing the wig and boots by now. I kneel with lower legs either side of the box and my ass near the fake cock. The box pushed back against the sofa so it won't move, a stack of beanbags in front of me to rest my arms on as I hunker down onto all fours and guide myself back onto my rubber lover.
It's not perfect; as the lube reaches the base of the dildo it has a tendency to start slip-sliding around on the smooth surface so I have to keep the angle of my rump just right. By now I'm usually quite drunk (and maybe a little high) so it becomes all about the visuals. The remote to hand, the TV shows whatever's taken my fancy - MF, MM or MMF doesn't matter as long as I can see a cock pounding an orifice as I buck against the cock box.
It usually starts off slowly - a tingle deep in my belly. It spreads, giving me warm tingles at the base of my cock, the perenium (?) and my ass itself. Physiologically I know it's the stimulation to my prostate that's doing this but it feels like it's the sensation of the shaft gliding in and out of my hole... I think the prostate somehow makes the nerves down there super sensitive? But in the moment it's definitely the point of penetration that feels so good.
I pound harder backwards against the cock, taking all of it inside me with each stroke. My ass is radiating now, this feeling of pleasure that keeps on building and I don't want it to stop. My breathing gets heavy, I start to moan as I bang as hard as I can onto the cock. I'm never erect at this point - sometimes semi, other times limp - but the head of my own cock is incredibly sensitive, sometimes just a touch can trigger an ejaculation - even when I'm not hard.
I buck as hard as I can and the pleasure just keeps building, until finally my muscles can't carry on and I collapse in a heap. There's no final "climax" as such, it just feels better and better until I physically can't keep going. It can take a little while to get the feeling started, and I know it's because I'm concentrating on keeping the dildo in the right place; I've achieved this same anal orgasm with a guy before and got there quicker.
I often wonder how far the pleasure would go if the penetration continued past the point where I can't make the movements myself - is there an actual climax that I've never hit? It'd need to be with a real guy, a real cock so he could keep pounding me without my tiredness being a factor - though on those occasions that I've gotten there with a guy the crescendo of my orgasm's always triggered his too and we've stopped. I've idly considered buying one of those "fucking machine" toys which would definitely fill that role but they're expensive, hard to conceal and frankly I think D would be completely turned off.
If anyone's reading this blog - have you ever anal orgasmed? Is there a peak that I've never hit?
Tuesday, 12 July 2016
GOT fantasy
Had an early night to bed with D on Monday after watching the penultimate Game Of Thrones for this series. After the pre-bed routine we climbed under the duvet naked and talked a few minutes about the day. Then we kissed.
I love kissing D. She's playful - sucking on my lip and my tongue as we snog. I love her so much.
I move my head down her neck to her breasts and begin licking her right nipple, then sucking gently. I pause briefly to lick my fingers wet, then reach down between her legs as I move to her other breast. She much prefers a clit rub to any penetration so I press firmly with three fingers while sucking at her boobs.
She whispers "Would you let Sansa suck my boobs?"
I love it when she brings up "non vanilla" sex antics! And she knows that a) I'd kill to watch her with another woman, and b) I love redheads. If you don't watch GoT, Sansa is a gorgeous young ginger woman. But surely you knew that, right? :)
I bring my head up briefly and say, "Oh yeah," before resuming. A few seconds later I pause again - "would you let her lick your pussy?"
"No! Well... maybe." She's expressed an interest in playing with another woman's boobs before but has always shied away from pussy play in either direction. "Shy" as-in hasn't ruled it out, suggesting that she probably wouldn't like to lick someone's but may be open to a woman going down on her. I watched her snog her best friend one night years ago so I know she's ok with kissing! I swear we would have had a threesome that night if a fourth person hadn't been present; there's aways been a mutual attraction between her friend and I (and I think between her and D). Several times she's gotten semi naked for us while drunk, including in our hotel room on her wedding night.
But I digress! With the image of Sansa's head buried between D's legs in my mind, she follows up with "Would you let Jon Snow suck your cock?"
I raise my head and remove my hand, sliding my upper body ontop of hers and my lower body between her legs. Her hand reaches down between her legs and guides me to her. My cock slides inside her and she makes a small sigh as it finds home. "Yeah..." I breath in her ear.
She's always said she'd rather watch a guy down on me than the other way around. Which would be nice, a blowjob is always welcome! But my preference would be the other way round - I'd want a cock to play with myself!
"Would you let him suck your boobs?"
"Mmm. And Sansa. At the same time."
I've got a rhythm going now, slowly pumping in and out of her, my body moved up a little so my shaft rubs her clit as it sides in.
"Would you let me suck hers?"
"Yeah..."
Silent sex for a few minutes.
"Can he fuck you?"
"Yeah..."
The next few minutes we concentrated on our pleasure in near silence. My internal fantasy concluded with his dripping cock extracting from her, his cum ozzing from her slit and into my mouth...
I came. She didn't but seemed to have enjoyed all the same. Sometimes in these situations we finish with a toy - if you've never tried a "Wevibe" I highly recommend it! It's U-shaped and fits half in half out of her, pressing on the clit. We're on our second one now; our first time with the first one we both lay perfectly still and both came in less that 60 seconds. Fucking amazing. Now we ocassionally use it while having regular sex, and always on the rare occasions that I give her anal (very rare despite the fact that she does enjoy it an always cums - it's back to her distaste for bum play).
No toys tonight though, we cuddled and went to sleep. I realised it was the first time in ages that she'd instigated 3/4some roleplay and wondered if I should bring up the sex club again.
I love kissing D. She's playful - sucking on my lip and my tongue as we snog. I love her so much.
I move my head down her neck to her breasts and begin licking her right nipple, then sucking gently. I pause briefly to lick my fingers wet, then reach down between her legs as I move to her other breast. She much prefers a clit rub to any penetration so I press firmly with three fingers while sucking at her boobs.
She whispers "Would you let Sansa suck my boobs?"
I love it when she brings up "non vanilla" sex antics! And she knows that a) I'd kill to watch her with another woman, and b) I love redheads. If you don't watch GoT, Sansa is a gorgeous young ginger woman. But surely you knew that, right? :)
I bring my head up briefly and say, "Oh yeah," before resuming. A few seconds later I pause again - "would you let her lick your pussy?"
"No! Well... maybe." She's expressed an interest in playing with another woman's boobs before but has always shied away from pussy play in either direction. "Shy" as-in hasn't ruled it out, suggesting that she probably wouldn't like to lick someone's but may be open to a woman going down on her. I watched her snog her best friend one night years ago so I know she's ok with kissing! I swear we would have had a threesome that night if a fourth person hadn't been present; there's aways been a mutual attraction between her friend and I (and I think between her and D). Several times she's gotten semi naked for us while drunk, including in our hotel room on her wedding night.
But I digress! With the image of Sansa's head buried between D's legs in my mind, she follows up with "Would you let Jon Snow suck your cock?"
I raise my head and remove my hand, sliding my upper body ontop of hers and my lower body between her legs. Her hand reaches down between her legs and guides me to her. My cock slides inside her and she makes a small sigh as it finds home. "Yeah..." I breath in her ear.
She's always said she'd rather watch a guy down on me than the other way around. Which would be nice, a blowjob is always welcome! But my preference would be the other way round - I'd want a cock to play with myself!
"Would you let him suck your boobs?"
"Mmm. And Sansa. At the same time."
I've got a rhythm going now, slowly pumping in and out of her, my body moved up a little so my shaft rubs her clit as it sides in.
"Would you let me suck hers?"
"Yeah..."
Silent sex for a few minutes.
"Can he fuck you?"
"Yeah..."
The next few minutes we concentrated on our pleasure in near silence. My internal fantasy concluded with his dripping cock extracting from her, his cum ozzing from her slit and into my mouth...
I came. She didn't but seemed to have enjoyed all the same. Sometimes in these situations we finish with a toy - if you've never tried a "Wevibe" I highly recommend it! It's U-shaped and fits half in half out of her, pressing on the clit. We're on our second one now; our first time with the first one we both lay perfectly still and both came in less that 60 seconds. Fucking amazing. Now we ocassionally use it while having regular sex, and always on the rare occasions that I give her anal (very rare despite the fact that she does enjoy it an always cums - it's back to her distaste for bum play).
No toys tonight though, we cuddled and went to sleep. I realised it was the first time in ages that she'd instigated 3/4some roleplay and wondered if I should bring up the sex club again.
Where to start and why?
Ok, I'm a 40 yo man. I'm married and I've known I was bi since.... well I guess that's complicated! There was a strong homophobic vibe in my house when I was a kid, so I think I probably started having feelings for the male body before my teens. Though it was when I was mid - teens that I really realised.
I was looking at porn, getting very horny and fantasising. This beautiful blonde was with this long haired stud - being taken from all angles, sucking his cock etc. My fantasies put me in the scene, and I quickly realised that I was hornier imagining I was *her* rather than him. The homophobia I'd grown up with made me feel so guilty afterwards - but I kept going back to it, fantasising over and again that I was being fucked by the guy in the porn I was viewing.
Years went by, and I had school girlfriends and all - tried to hide or dismiss this side of myself. And then at uni, a friend had a friend from his hometown to stay. His friend was gay and I was intrigued; one afternoon we found ourselves alone in my uni friend's house and... well he almost walked in on us 69'ing!
For a short time it felt like an awakening - I joined the uni LGBT society for a few months but it never led to any further physical action. Everyone was gay or lesbian, I felt out of place there. I had a gf at the time too - how could I fit in? The feeling began to fade and my bi-ness went back to being something hidden.
I got married, had a kid, and nearly a decade passed. Then I found out my wife had been cheating and it nearly killed me. I wanted to make it work more than anything but after a few weeks I realised it was over.
That very same night I registered on gaydar.co.uk, got chatting and found myself in a stranger's flat by midnight. We flirted. I'd never flirted with a guy properly before unless you count my encounter with the friend's friend, and that had just felt clumsy. Flirting felt good. And it led to kissing, taking a shower together and the second 69 of my life. The night ended with me in his bed and in him too. That was the real awakening.
The following year was a bit of a blur thanks to booze and substances. Despite all the stories about drugs ruining lives I actually had an amazing year and still kept my job and social life. But respectable <my job> and father by day, evenings regularly involved going online, picking a guy and having some good clean-but-dirty sex at my place or theirs. At the same time I was on a dating site and going out with women too, but more traditional than what I was doing with guys.
One night after a long road trip I got home and logged on, found myself invited to a gay couple's house for the evening. My first ever threesome was amazing fun - I was very drunk by the end and nearly had bareback sex (*nearly*, I wasn't that drunk!). I highly recommend the middle position of a spit roast :)
But it got me thinking about other possibilities, and after around a month of being registered with another site, I was meeting up with another couple: well call them Carl and Simone.
Wow. Sex with an MF couple was amazing, all the more so when they were in a long standing relationship and I was their new toy! Though making her the centre of attention was fun too, tag-teaming a woman with her husband is such a turn on, culminating in him licking my cum from her tits (safe sex!) and me slurping up his from inside her. God it was horny!
I only met up with them a few times, but was already fantasising about moving in with them and being their toy forever. And then in met D.
The dating site, we chatted for months and then finally met up. I thought she was awesome and immediately stopped playing elsewhere. That was 10 years ago; we've been married for the last few and have a child now. I told her very early on about my bisexuality and discovered that she was a little turned on by gay sex. Not to the extent that we watch gay porn together or anything (she finds porn a bit tacky), but we do like watching things like men's diving together and comparing notes :)
We'd talked over the years about maybe having a threesome together but had never done anything about it. That is until a couple of years ago when we signed up to a swingers website. She was turned off by the constant "wanna fuck?" emails and cock pictures and said she'd rather go to some club or something, meet real people.
After a lot of prevarication we went to a club just over a year ago. It was pretty surreal, in some ways it was like some kind of night club but with people having sex in various places, some surrounded by a crowd of voyeurs. D was very unsure about the whole thing right upto and including our arrival.
A couple of bottles of wine and a few hours later she'd relaxed. A few hours after that we found ourselves shut in a room with a large bed - two almost naked women were on one side touching each other while we were on the other with a tall black guy called Simon.
We'd been talking before the event, D really liked the idea of having both nipples sucked simultaneously. So we'd gone into the room with that idea in mind and very quickly she was reclined on the bed with her top pulled down, Simon and I either side of her. I began to rub between her legs while we both sucked at her, getting incredibly horny. I wriggled her out of her trousers while he continued and then returned to sucking her nipple, but this time fingering her proper.
Her soft moans seemed to indicate enjoyment, and while I could see from the corner of my eye that he was still sucking her too, I felt his hand brush alongside mine as he stroked her thigh. I was so horny at this point... Without a second thought I slid my hand across, held the back of his and slid it across to replace mine. I watched as his stroking became a hard and rapid deep fingering, heard her moans become deep and heavy and then began to kiss her, before sitting back and watching.
I watched. Such a beautiful contrast - he was African-black and she is very pale - as his hands worked at her pussy. She sat up a little to kiss me, breathing heavily in my face. I helped her recline back as we snogged then backed away again. I love D hugely, but felt no jealously at what was happening. Infact right at that moment if she'd said she wanted to fuck him I would have eagerly said yes.
Her breath was so heavy I convinced myself she was cumming (though she later told me she hadn't). I leaned towards her again and said, "You can kiss him if you like."
She didn't hesitate, sitting up again and leaning towards him immediately. I watched them snogging and it made my erection throb in my pants. Sadly he wasn't bi (from earlier conversation) so I couldn't join in, but the view was amazing!
Finally he moved to go down on her and this broke her spell - she told him not to and that was the end of the encounter. We chatted a while then went our seperate ways. It was nearly 3am so we started trying to arrange a taxi, finally getting a lift to the hotel with another couple (who turned out to be from our home town).
We were so horny when we returned to the room. Her shyness and uncertainty had vanished; "We should have taken photos before we set off!" She said as I helped her out of the revealing basque she was wearing. "You'd never have let me, you were shaking!" And it was the truth.
But now... We had sex. We talked about the events of the evening, looked him up on our swingers site, then sex again before falling asleep. I woke quite early still feeling the huge horn but she was still fast sleep, so I had a wank while fantasising about his huge cock switching between D's pussy and my mouth. I dozed off again post-orgasm and we both finally woke around 10.
We started talking about the night before and within minutes I was hard and inside her again. We whispered to each other about how much we'd enjoyed it while we fucked.
For weeks after we were super-horny - our typical couple-of-times-a-week became at least once a day. We exchanged messages with him in the vein hope that he might be bi but alas not. I had a brief couple of days where I freaked out about the whole thing but it soon settled down - she loved me and nothing was going to change that. She'd said that she'd done her share of freaking out before we went, and looking back I could see that really had been the case.
But eventually things returned to normal - we still sometimes talked about that night while in bed together but otherwise the super-horn subsided. That was a year ago, and since then we've talking about going to another club but have done nothing about it yet. "I want to lose weight," being the main reason. D isn't skinny but certainly isn't what I'd class as fat, but still has issues with her appearance. I think she's gorgeous and I know that losing a stone won't make the slightest difference to others if we go to a club... but whatever makes her comfortable is the rule.
Infact it's the overall rule for any of our activities. I'd be happy for her to go as far as she likes with either gender, and would stop myself at any point that made her feel uncomfortable - we've established that she wouldn't want to see me with another woman. In truth, and while I'm not actually interested in other women right now, I'm hoping that might change one day... Mostly because of my number-one fantasy.
We get to know another couple and there's attraction all-round; MM, MF and FF. We become really good friends and they're a lot like us in every way. After a while we decide to play together unprotected (both us guys vasectomised and we agree not to see others) and when we meet up it's for a posh meal followed by a proper foursome. Everyone has sex together with no protection worries and every possible combination can happen. If D was busy being plowed by him I could be alongside them plowing her... we could swap around without thinking about condoms, and (ultimate fantasy) cum in each other's wives before finally lapping each other's cum from our own partner. And us guys could cum inside each other, which is a joint-first-place ultimate fantasy for me too.
Maybe that'll never happen. But who knows?
For now, I'm hoping we can try another club this summer. There's a classier looking place a little further away that runs a bi night one Friday per month which sounds perfect, and I'm hoping that I might finally get the MM experience that I've been craving.
So - why am I blogging this? It's mostly so I've got "someone to talk to" about all of this. I don't think I'd be comfortable talking like this with my friends, and while I'm almost always completely honest with C there's certain things (like the idea of me with another woman) that at least for now are off the table.
So wether this page gets read by anyone or not, I'll keep writing - at least when there's something new to tell!
I was looking at porn, getting very horny and fantasising. This beautiful blonde was with this long haired stud - being taken from all angles, sucking his cock etc. My fantasies put me in the scene, and I quickly realised that I was hornier imagining I was *her* rather than him. The homophobia I'd grown up with made me feel so guilty afterwards - but I kept going back to it, fantasising over and again that I was being fucked by the guy in the porn I was viewing.
Years went by, and I had school girlfriends and all - tried to hide or dismiss this side of myself. And then at uni, a friend had a friend from his hometown to stay. His friend was gay and I was intrigued; one afternoon we found ourselves alone in my uni friend's house and... well he almost walked in on us 69'ing!
For a short time it felt like an awakening - I joined the uni LGBT society for a few months but it never led to any further physical action. Everyone was gay or lesbian, I felt out of place there. I had a gf at the time too - how could I fit in? The feeling began to fade and my bi-ness went back to being something hidden.
I got married, had a kid, and nearly a decade passed. Then I found out my wife had been cheating and it nearly killed me. I wanted to make it work more than anything but after a few weeks I realised it was over.
That very same night I registered on gaydar.co.uk, got chatting and found myself in a stranger's flat by midnight. We flirted. I'd never flirted with a guy properly before unless you count my encounter with the friend's friend, and that had just felt clumsy. Flirting felt good. And it led to kissing, taking a shower together and the second 69 of my life. The night ended with me in his bed and in him too. That was the real awakening.
The following year was a bit of a blur thanks to booze and substances. Despite all the stories about drugs ruining lives I actually had an amazing year and still kept my job and social life. But respectable <my job> and father by day, evenings regularly involved going online, picking a guy and having some good clean-but-dirty sex at my place or theirs. At the same time I was on a dating site and going out with women too, but more traditional than what I was doing with guys.
One night after a long road trip I got home and logged on, found myself invited to a gay couple's house for the evening. My first ever threesome was amazing fun - I was very drunk by the end and nearly had bareback sex (*nearly*, I wasn't that drunk!). I highly recommend the middle position of a spit roast :)
But it got me thinking about other possibilities, and after around a month of being registered with another site, I was meeting up with another couple: well call them Carl and Simone.
Wow. Sex with an MF couple was amazing, all the more so when they were in a long standing relationship and I was their new toy! Though making her the centre of attention was fun too, tag-teaming a woman with her husband is such a turn on, culminating in him licking my cum from her tits (safe sex!) and me slurping up his from inside her. God it was horny!
I only met up with them a few times, but was already fantasising about moving in with them and being their toy forever. And then in met D.
The dating site, we chatted for months and then finally met up. I thought she was awesome and immediately stopped playing elsewhere. That was 10 years ago; we've been married for the last few and have a child now. I told her very early on about my bisexuality and discovered that she was a little turned on by gay sex. Not to the extent that we watch gay porn together or anything (she finds porn a bit tacky), but we do like watching things like men's diving together and comparing notes :)
We'd talked over the years about maybe having a threesome together but had never done anything about it. That is until a couple of years ago when we signed up to a swingers website. She was turned off by the constant "wanna fuck?" emails and cock pictures and said she'd rather go to some club or something, meet real people.
After a lot of prevarication we went to a club just over a year ago. It was pretty surreal, in some ways it was like some kind of night club but with people having sex in various places, some surrounded by a crowd of voyeurs. D was very unsure about the whole thing right upto and including our arrival.
A couple of bottles of wine and a few hours later she'd relaxed. A few hours after that we found ourselves shut in a room with a large bed - two almost naked women were on one side touching each other while we were on the other with a tall black guy called Simon.
We'd been talking before the event, D really liked the idea of having both nipples sucked simultaneously. So we'd gone into the room with that idea in mind and very quickly she was reclined on the bed with her top pulled down, Simon and I either side of her. I began to rub between her legs while we both sucked at her, getting incredibly horny. I wriggled her out of her trousers while he continued and then returned to sucking her nipple, but this time fingering her proper.
Her soft moans seemed to indicate enjoyment, and while I could see from the corner of my eye that he was still sucking her too, I felt his hand brush alongside mine as he stroked her thigh. I was so horny at this point... Without a second thought I slid my hand across, held the back of his and slid it across to replace mine. I watched as his stroking became a hard and rapid deep fingering, heard her moans become deep and heavy and then began to kiss her, before sitting back and watching.
I watched. Such a beautiful contrast - he was African-black and she is very pale - as his hands worked at her pussy. She sat up a little to kiss me, breathing heavily in my face. I helped her recline back as we snogged then backed away again. I love D hugely, but felt no jealously at what was happening. Infact right at that moment if she'd said she wanted to fuck him I would have eagerly said yes.
Her breath was so heavy I convinced myself she was cumming (though she later told me she hadn't). I leaned towards her again and said, "You can kiss him if you like."
She didn't hesitate, sitting up again and leaning towards him immediately. I watched them snogging and it made my erection throb in my pants. Sadly he wasn't bi (from earlier conversation) so I couldn't join in, but the view was amazing!
Finally he moved to go down on her and this broke her spell - she told him not to and that was the end of the encounter. We chatted a while then went our seperate ways. It was nearly 3am so we started trying to arrange a taxi, finally getting a lift to the hotel with another couple (who turned out to be from our home town).
We were so horny when we returned to the room. Her shyness and uncertainty had vanished; "We should have taken photos before we set off!" She said as I helped her out of the revealing basque she was wearing. "You'd never have let me, you were shaking!" And it was the truth.
But now... We had sex. We talked about the events of the evening, looked him up on our swingers site, then sex again before falling asleep. I woke quite early still feeling the huge horn but she was still fast sleep, so I had a wank while fantasising about his huge cock switching between D's pussy and my mouth. I dozed off again post-orgasm and we both finally woke around 10.
We started talking about the night before and within minutes I was hard and inside her again. We whispered to each other about how much we'd enjoyed it while we fucked.
For weeks after we were super-horny - our typical couple-of-times-a-week became at least once a day. We exchanged messages with him in the vein hope that he might be bi but alas not. I had a brief couple of days where I freaked out about the whole thing but it soon settled down - she loved me and nothing was going to change that. She'd said that she'd done her share of freaking out before we went, and looking back I could see that really had been the case.
But eventually things returned to normal - we still sometimes talked about that night while in bed together but otherwise the super-horn subsided. That was a year ago, and since then we've talking about going to another club but have done nothing about it yet. "I want to lose weight," being the main reason. D isn't skinny but certainly isn't what I'd class as fat, but still has issues with her appearance. I think she's gorgeous and I know that losing a stone won't make the slightest difference to others if we go to a club... but whatever makes her comfortable is the rule.
Infact it's the overall rule for any of our activities. I'd be happy for her to go as far as she likes with either gender, and would stop myself at any point that made her feel uncomfortable - we've established that she wouldn't want to see me with another woman. In truth, and while I'm not actually interested in other women right now, I'm hoping that might change one day... Mostly because of my number-one fantasy.
We get to know another couple and there's attraction all-round; MM, MF and FF. We become really good friends and they're a lot like us in every way. After a while we decide to play together unprotected (both us guys vasectomised and we agree not to see others) and when we meet up it's for a posh meal followed by a proper foursome. Everyone has sex together with no protection worries and every possible combination can happen. If D was busy being plowed by him I could be alongside them plowing her... we could swap around without thinking about condoms, and (ultimate fantasy) cum in each other's wives before finally lapping each other's cum from our own partner. And us guys could cum inside each other, which is a joint-first-place ultimate fantasy for me too.
Maybe that'll never happen. But who knows?
For now, I'm hoping we can try another club this summer. There's a classier looking place a little further away that runs a bi night one Friday per month which sounds perfect, and I'm hoping that I might finally get the MM experience that I've been craving.
So - why am I blogging this? It's mostly so I've got "someone to talk to" about all of this. I don't think I'd be comfortable talking like this with my friends, and while I'm almost always completely honest with C there's certain things (like the idea of me with another woman) that at least for now are off the table.
So wether this page gets read by anyone or not, I'll keep writing - at least when there's something new to tell!
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