I’ve always been a little curious about my sexuality. I often wondered what it would be like to go on my knees and suck another man's cóck.Well, I’m about six feet tall and fairly slim, weighing around 160 pounds. Since I’ve always looked somewhat feminine and haven’t had much luck with women, I suppose it was only natural that I began questioning my orientation.I began to fantasize more often about having sex with another man.Growing up in a small rural town in Indiana, I never had the chance to explore those feelings. But after graduation, I moved to Atlanta, Georgia for work. It was a regular office job in the IT field, but living in a new city finally gave me the freedom to explore my gay sideI started looking at Tinder and Grindr for hookups but never followed through with them. I'd always get nervous that I would be outed or someone I knew would find me. But after a few months of being on Grindr, I was really horny one night. I tried masturbating but it didn't do the trick.
Threesome with my wife and bestfriend (3)She clung to her husband, her body trembling. “I’m going to come again,” she whispered.“Yes,” he said, his eyes lighting with hunger. “That’s the idea. Come, baby.”His words seemed to drive Ryan faster. His hips rolled with more force, his cock pushing deep into her from behind. The sound of their bodies meeting filled the room. “Oh yes,” she gasped. “Don’t stop.”Her climax tore through her, sharp and uncontrollable. She was trapped between them, her cries muffled against Ethan’s shoulder. His hand came up to cup her breast just as Ryan leaned forward and caught him in a rough, hungry kiss.The mix of sensations—Ryan’s thrusts, Ethan’s touch, their mouths joining above her—sent her spiraling higher. A hot, violent release took over her body. She shook uncontrollably, every muscle tightening. Her vision blurred as the pleasure consumed her.“Baby,” Ethan murmured, stroking her cheek. “You okay?”She nodded, still catching her breath, her pu
Threesome with my wife and bestfriend (2)“Suck his cock,” Mara said breathlessly. “It’s what he wants.”Ethan’s mouth curved in a crooked grin. “Yeah, you’re right, baby.”Ryan gave a low laugh as he looked at Ethan. “I’ll suck his cock, but we both know what we really want,” he said. His gaze shifted back to Mara. “We want to take you.”Her lips parted, and she gave a slow nod. “Then take me. You’ve both got me.”Ethan’s hand reached up and brushed a strand of hair from her face. “Can you handle it? Both of us?”Mara met his eyes without hesitation. “Yes,” she said. “I can handle it.”Ryan shifted lower on the bed, sliding between Ethan’s legs. He angled himself just right, his mouth lowering to take Ethan’s cock while Ethan leaned over Mara, tracing his tongue along the curve of her breast. Her breath caught. Every inch of her body felt alive beneath their touch.Ryan’s head moved steadily, his lips tight around Ethan, while Ethan’s tongue moved lower, over Mara’s stomach, down to
Summary: A man and his wife have a spicy threesome with his male bestfriend.••••“I’ve had such a long, frustrating day. Come lie with me,” Mara called from the bedroom. She smoothed a small crease on her short, silky nightdress, then stretched across the bed.Ethan appeared in the doorway, loosening his tie. His dark hair was tousled, probably from hours spent dragging his fingers through it while he pored over numbers and reports. “Why so frustrating, sweetheart?”“I missed you.” She pouted, fluttering her lashes. “And…”“And what?” He tossed his tie aside and tugged his shirt loose from his trousers. “Tell me.”“You stayed up half the night talking with Ryan again. Every time he visits, it’s the same. And it means…” She spread her legs, showing him her bare skin. “It means I have to go without getting fucked by you."His gaze dropped to where she wanted it. “You mean your pussy goes without it. I miss your pussy every damn time”“Exactly.” She traced a slow circle over her clit wi
Watch Me (2)I closed my eyes, imagining riding him, my hips pressing down as I straddled him. The thought made my core pulse with need. I reached back and spread my cheeks, bouncing slightly against the bed, teasing him without touching him. Soft, playful giggles slipped from my lips. I loved the control. The power. The way he had to watch, helpless, wanting.“God, you’re so beautiful,” he murmured. His voice was low and husky. It sent shivers down my spine.I opened one eye and peeked at him. He was gripping himself, eyes dark, chest rising with each deep breath. That look made me shiver all over. I leaned forward a little, brushing my hands over my tits. “Do you like that, baby? Watching me?”He nodded, a rough exhale escaping him. “You have no idea how much,” he said, voice strained.My hands roamed my body, teasing, squeezing, pressing just enough. I rolled my hips against the mattress, feeling my wetness slicking between my fingers. I wanted him to see everything, to see how muc
The message had come a few days ago. " Let me watch you. I want to see what a bad girl you are."My heart raced as I read it. What had started as a simple flirtation at work had turned into something I couldn’t resist. He wanted me like this, and I wanted it too.I sat on the edge of the hotel bed. The room was dim, but the lights from the city outside spilled through the curtains. My fingers traced the lace of my lingerie. My body burned already. I could feel the wet heat between my thighs.A knock at the door made my stomach jump.“Come in,” I said, my voice trembling.He appeared in the doorway. His presence filled the room. His suit fit him perfectly. The black turtleneck made his chest and shoulders look wider. His dark eyes scanned me slowly, and I shivered. I wanted him to touch me, but tonight, I wasn’t allowed.He walked to the chair near the bed and sat down. His gaze stayed on me. I felt it everywhere. I ran my hands over my thighs, teasing myself. My pulse jumped.“Hi,” I